<?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-3947724</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:33:48.878-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Falanariga</title><subtitle type='html'>A respiração e seus caminhos</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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>155</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3947724.post-112097519866423294</id><published>2005-07-10T02:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T03:03:02.260-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aquele com as mudanças lentasMinha ATM (queixo) doi mais do que nunca. Nao tenho dinheiro para tentar fazer algo. Estou de mudança mas nao sei pra onde. Difícil alugar apartamento. Rasteira de última hora da companheira de apartamento. Crises de pânico. Um aniversário feliz. Um período que promete ser o pior na universidade. A certeza do fim do meu relzionamento com meu irmao e nao me importar </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/112097519866423294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/112097519866423294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2005_07_10_archive.html#112097519866423294' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-111497883404475411</id><published>2005-05-01T17:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T17:20:34.046-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aquele com Luís Fernando VeríssimoDurante dois finais de semana dias 07, 08, 14, 15 de maio ?s 20:00 hrs estaremos com a peça Veríssimo ? la carte. Ingressos 5 reais estudante! Acho que todos ir?o gostar!Vejo todos lá!AndréAtor mau remunerado...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/111497883404475411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/111497883404475411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111497883404475411' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-111255287413594069</id><published>2005-04-03T15:11:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T15:27:54.136-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aquele com o DMD (parte 2)1) Deixe suas roupas, sapatos, meias etc, pela sala, afinal este é o lugar onde voc? dorme.2) Ao voltar com a moto deixe-a do lado de fora com a chave na ignicao, caso coloque-a na garagem, deixe a chave pendurada no cadeado para que todas possam ve-la, também n?o esqueça de deixar a porta da garagem aberta com a outra moto dentro quando sair.3) Ligue o som nos finais de</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/111255287413594069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/111255287413594069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2005_04_03_archive.html#111255287413594069' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-111255240481464009</id><published>2005-04-03T15:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T15:20:04.816-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aquele com o DMD (parte 2):1) Deixe suas roupas, sapatos, meias etc, pela sala, afinal este é o lugar onde voce dorme.2) Ao voltar com a moto deixe-a do lado de fora com a chave na ignicao, caso coloque-a na garagem, deixe a chave pendurada no cadeado para que todas possam ve-la, também n?o esqueça de deixar a porta da garagem aberta com a outra moto dentro quando sair.3) Ligue o som nos finais </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/111255240481464009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/111255240481464009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2005_04_03_archive.html#111255240481464009' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-111066633675540300</id><published>2005-03-12T19:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T19:25:36.756-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aquele com o DMD:Fazia tempo que queria escrever este tópico: Como enlouquecer seu irmao ou qualquer um que vive com voce:1) Assoe o nariz no pano de prato e coloque-o no lugar2) Se houver duas motos e dois capacetes, um para cada moto, saia com os dois capacetes, impedindo que outra pessoa necessitada use a outra moto.3) Durma na sala, assim impede que qualquer pessoa assista televis?o ou estude</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/111066633675540300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/111066633675540300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2005_03_06_archive.html#111066633675540300' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-110887633886664871</id><published>2005-02-20T02:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T02:12:18.866-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aquele com nosso amado presidente da câmaraO nosso grande presidente da câmara(Obrigado Heloísa Helena e opositores do PT) Lembrando que ele é totalmente contra a uni?o civil dos homossexuais."No primeiro discurso oficial como presidente da Câmara, Cavalcanti se empenhou sobretudo em defender a principal proposta que foi a base de sua campanha: o aumento dos subsídios dos deputados de R$12.740 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/110887633886664871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/110887633886664871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2005_02_20_archive.html#110887633886664871' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-110869886731616947</id><published>2005-02-18T00:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T00:54:27.316-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aquele com o vá tomar no cú filho da puta!Vá tomar no cú filho da puta!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/110869886731616947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/110869886731616947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2005_02_13_archive.html#110869886731616947' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-110651461437637690</id><published>2005-01-23T17:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T18:17:07.236-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aquele com o pedaço do livro. Antes de qualquer coisa o filho de Chucky é o filme do ano! Eheheh....Agradeço aos meninos do IPEI pelo cinemao.... (meus alunos me chama de Tio, Chris, quando nao me chamam de paie).Dia 31 começa as aulas da universidade e estou super empolgado para começarem logo, só preciso terminar o meu artigo da monitoria antes disso e adiantar o trabalho da catalogacao de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/110651461437637690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/110651461437637690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2005_01_23_archive.html#110651461437637690' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-110452669204432303</id><published>2004-12-31T17:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T18:00:32.576-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aquele com o feliz ano novo!Feliz ano novo! Que deus ilumine cada um de voces.E que possamos continuar sendo, amigos e companheiros durante 2005. Pois cada um que ler essa mensagem tem um momento guardado em meu coraçao.Obrigado por me fazerem tao feliz.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/110452669204432303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/110452669204432303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2004_12_26_archive.html#110452669204432303' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-110363275305490982</id><published>2004-12-21T09:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T18:01:18.666-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aquele com a carta de VirgíniaQuero desejar um feliz natal a todos aqueles que estiveram ? favor e contra mim este anos. Que Deus ilumine cada um de voc?s.Vou sentir falata do IPEI... Depois posto sobre isso.E quem quiser ver meu cart?o de Natal vá no fotolog:www.fotolog.net/viva_nossa_fonteUm beijo a todos e aqui vai msg de todo Natal:Sim, Virgínia, Papai Noel existeFoi no natal de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/110363275305490982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/110363275305490982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2004_12_19_archive.html#110363275305490982' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-110161766129470967</id><published>2004-11-28T01:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T18:02:13.353-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aquele com os jogos cooperativosBom, atualizei o fotolog da fonte (pelo menos tentei);www.fotolog.net/viva_nossa_fonteestarei postando fotos de monumentos de Joao Pessoa que merecem ser preservados, no começo me concentrarei na fonte de Sanro Antônio, mas depois abrangirei os mais diversos monumentos.Saudades desse blog, coitado anda tao abandonado por mim e seus comentaristas...Pizza na fulô, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/110161766129470967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/110161766129470967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2004_11_28_archive.html#110161766129470967' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-110046136161824353</id><published>2004-11-14T16:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T16:42:41.620-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O Doente ImaginárioQuarta-feira ?s 19:00 hs no Teatro de ArenaGostaria que todos fossem!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/110046136161824353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/110046136161824353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2004_11_14_archive.html#110046136161824353' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-109924560719830505</id><published>2004-10-31T15:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T15:00:07.196-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Enquanto isso na Grécia Homérica... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/109924560719830505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/109924560719830505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2004_10_31_archive.html#109924560719830505' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-109924557250606633</id><published>2004-10-31T14:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T14:59:32.506-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alguns detalhes sempre escapam... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/109924557250606633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/109924557250606633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2004_10_31_archive.html#109924557250606633' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-109924536633731809</id><published>2004-10-31T14:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T14:56:06.336-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>É só prestar mais atenç?o... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/109924536633731809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/109924536633731809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2004_10_31_archive.html#109924536633731809' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-109758394089468427</id><published>2004-10-12T09:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T09:25:40.893-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aquele com o teste do blogEstou escrevendo só para testar. É que toh sem conseguir entrar no meu próprio blog, pode?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/109758394089468427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/109758394089468427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2004_10_10_archive.html#109758394089468427' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-109706435473787439</id><published>2004-10-06T09:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T20:33:24.833-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aquele em que vivemos cada sentimento e deixamos ele ir ...Eu estou feliz de verdade, reencontro a mim mesmo e finalmente nao sofro pelo que nao posso mudar. Acho que posso riscar mais um item da minha lista de aborrecente, e crescer de forma saudável e principalmente feliz, sem perder a alegria, que sempre demonstrei pelo simples fato de estar perto de pessoas realmente gostam de mim. A todos </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/109706435473787439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/109706435473787439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2004_10_03_archive.html#109706435473787439' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-109624096376671313</id><published>2004-09-26T20:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-09-26T20:22:43.766-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aquele com a semana insuportávelSabe quando resolvem testar sua paci?ncia, pois bem isto aconteceu principalmente esta semana e alguns desses fatos poderiam ter sido evitados se as pessoas escutassem um pouquinho mais. N?o sou atualmente o cara mais feliz do mundo e quem me conhece sabe a barra que estou passando, agora parem de me culpar por tudo, se a comida está ruim, se o aluno n?o estudou, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/109624096376671313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/109624096376671313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2004_09_26_archive.html#109624096376671313' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-109561150652339203</id><published>2004-09-19T13:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T17:34:19.063-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aquele com a frase: "Professor, cabeçea!"Fui com meus alunos para o Pico do Jabre no interior da Paraíba, o ponto mais alto do estado. Subimos por uma trilha e a descida fizemos por uma ladeira construída com intuito de colocar as "belíssimas" antenas de Tv que lá em cima estao.Estavamos num grupo de mais ou menos dez pessoas, eu me situava um pouco na frente, quando escuto um aluno gritar: "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/109561150652339203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/109561150652339203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2004_09_19_archive.html#109561150652339203' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-109441032684926996</id><published>2004-09-05T15:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T20:30:59.306-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aquele com as provas e fichasPois é num estou com a mínima vontade de corrigir prova (essa a única parte chata da minha profissao). É meio decepcionante voce se acabar pelos alunos e eles nao darem a mínima. Mas sao jovens como eu fui um dia e compreendo-os, o que nao deixa de ser cansativo e frustante as vezes.Tenho tanta coisa a dizer para eles, mas penso que certas coisas tem que ser vividas</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/109441032684926996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/109441032684926996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2004_09_05_archive.html#109441032684926996' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-109199248389834585</id><published>2004-08-08T15:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T18:35:16.270-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aquele com 10 coisas que veio séculos depois e com a correçaoMeu blog anda meio abandonado, eu sei.Várias coisas:1) O doente Imaginário re-estréia dia 14, seguidos pelos dias 15, 21, 22, 28, 29 no Ednaldo do Egypto (Rua Maria Rosa) sempre as 20:00 hs. Ingressos 6-inteira e 3-estudante. quem puder levar trocado seria ótimo. 2) Estou empolgadíssimo com o projeto da fundaçao FIAT de preservaçao do</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/109199248389834585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/109199248389834585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2004_08_08_archive.html#109199248389834585' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-108896945277634555</id><published>2004-07-04T16:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T16:30:52.776-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aquele com o doente imaginárioHoje, no teatro Ednaldo do Egypto, a peça "O doente imaginário" de Moliere, comigo e meus amigos. Começa entre oito e meia e nove horas. Compareçam!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/108896945277634555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/108896945277634555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2004_07_04_archive.html#108896945277634555' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-108718353344679478</id><published>2004-06-14T00:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T00:32:03.580-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aquele com a maior esportista brasileiraEmocionei-me quando a vi segurando a tocha olímpica. Obrigado por tudo que fizeste pelo esporte brasileiro.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/108718353344679478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/108718353344679478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2004_06_13_archive.html#108718353344679478' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-108657782820881925</id><published>2004-06-07T00:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T00:10:28.206-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aquele com o xixi incontrolávelPensei em publicar algo menos escatológico, mas ninguém l? mesmo. Parte culpa minha que atualizo de anos em anos.Cheguei em casa da pizzaria e entrei no banheiro para fazer xixi. Na hora de tirar o short, que tem cinto bot?o e zíper, me desesperei porque já tinha liberado o xixi e me esqueci que tinha o bot?o. Resultado n?o deu tempo colocar o amiguinho pra fora.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/108657782820881925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/108657782820881925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2004_06_06_archive.html#108657782820881925' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-108536929320599809</id><published>2004-05-24T00:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T00:28:13.206-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm Ross Gellar from Friends!Take the Friends Quiz here.created by stomps.Juro que fiz isso depois de comentar no blog de Rafael. Eu toh me imaginando falando e a galera cantando musiquinhas no inconsciente.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/108536929320599809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/108536929320599809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2004_05_23_archive.html#108536929320599809' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-108438196110941922</id><published>2004-05-12T14:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T14:12:41.110-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Galera vou ficar sem internet por dois ou tres meses. Durante esse tempo vai ser muito dificil postar. Estou postando da Cultura Inglesa. O computador daqui sucks.Valeu.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/108438196110941922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/108438196110941922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2004_05_09_archive.html#108438196110941922' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-108290727288510537</id><published>2004-04-25T12:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T12:57:50.873-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aquele com a imagem que fala mais do que tudoDevo informar, năo sei se já foi dito, que o periquito de Bia morreu (desse periquito ela com certeza irá lembrar). Calma, calma. Estou falando de Rony, o periquito alejado que caia do puleiro. Amanheceu duro estatelado no chăo. A causa da morte ainda năo foi idnetificada. Acredita-se que uma série de pancadas na cabeça ocasionaram seu falecimento. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/108290727288510537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/108290727288510537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108290727288510537' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-108045329583071155</id><published>2004-03-28T02:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T02:58:23.576-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aquele com post gigante, com título gigante e que se direciona a todos os amigos gigantes	Está certo que é uma e cinqüenta da manhă. Está certo que tenho de dormir para acordar cedo e fazer um monte de coisa. But who cares? Estou precisando pensar em um bocado de coisa.	Lembro-me a dois anos atrás, feliz ao extremo sendo quem eu năo era, fazendo o que eu năo queria. Como podia ser tăo feliz? </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/108045329583071155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/108045329583071155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108045329583071155' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-108007496243264656</id><published>2004-03-23T17:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T17:52:43.700-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aquele com a palavra estranhaDESOPILAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Que palavra horrível ! Menininhos do IPEI, nada de baixaria no meu blog, OK?AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/108007496243264656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/108007496243264656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#108007496243264656' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-107921724472111851</id><published>2004-03-13T19:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T19:39:00.716-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aquele com a cabeça vaziaNada o que escrever. Nenhuma idéia genial. Quatro coisas:Theodor Adorno é genial.A mulher é tudo de bom.Preciso mudar o endereço do meu blog.Uma ră pulou em mim no banheiro. Sem maiores comentários.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/107921724472111851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/107921724472111851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2004_03_07_archive.html#107921724472111851' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-107808101774292259</id><published>2004-02-29T15:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T15:59:48.436-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aquele com o framboesa de ouroTodo ano no dia anterior ao Oscar o Framboesa é entregue aos piores do ano. Aqui văo os indicados e os respectivos ganhadores. Curiosidade: Em 24 anos de existęncia somente Paul Verhohen (acho que é assim que se escreve) foi receber o pręmio por Showgirls.And the nomenees are:WORST PICTURECAT-IN-THE HAT (Universal/Dreamworks/Imagine) CHARLIE'S ANGELS: FULL </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/107808101774292259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/107808101774292259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107808101774292259' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-107747247090616334</id><published>2004-02-22T14:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T16:07:14.856-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aquele que o dentista subiu na cadeiraPois é ele subiu em cima da cadeira. Năo, năo foi um bola gato e sim o dentista tentando arrancar meu segundo Ciso (dente lá de trás que năo sei como se escreve). Demorou menos tempo do que pensei, doeu menos do que pensei, incomoda menos do que pensei, sangra bem mais do que pensei. Espero que passe logo. Minha prima veio passar o carnaval em jampa. Tinha </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/107747247090616334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/107747247090616334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107747247090616334' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-107673181523813615</id><published>2004-02-14T01:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T22:48:56.153-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Au,au,au; Ia, im, om; miau, miau miau; cocorócó.Inigualável Post em homEnagem a todos os bichInhos do meu coraçăo.“ O elefante é fante Parmalat,O porco cor-de-rosa e o macaco também săo,O panda e a vaquinha só querem Parmalat, Assim como a foquinha, o ursinho e o leăo,O gato mia, o cachorrinho late,O rinoceronte só quer leite Parmalat, Mantenha o seu bigode forte, vamos lá!Trate seus </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/107673181523813615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/107673181523813615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107673181523813615' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-107422346718764081</id><published>2004-01-16T00:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T00:26:19.340-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>	Exames. Exames. A véspera da aposentadoria de meu pai, eu seu filho, tenho feito diversos exames. É que vou colocar um aparelho. Sim, já não basta usar óculos, ficar careca, e ter de abandonar a academia em Julho, terei de usar aparelho. Tudo bem que eu preciso para evitar outra operação (minha arcada não fecha). Mas é que já usei aparelhos durante 4 anos de minha vida e não queria usá-los de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/107422346718764081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/107422346718764081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2004_01_11_archive.html#107422346718764081' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-107227814455728938</id><published>2003-12-24T12:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-12-24T12:03:47.246-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what a wonderful world...Como todo ano em época de Natal.Sim, Virgínia, Papai Noel existe! Foi no Natal de 1897 - há exatamente 102 anos - que Virgínia O'Hanlon Douglas, uma garotinha de 8 anos, filha de um médico de Nova York, nos Estados Unidos, escreveu para o jornal The Sun perguntando se Papai Noel existia. O jornal publicou sua carta e a resposta do editorialista Francis Church foi um </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/107227814455728938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/107227814455728938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_12_21_archive.html#107227814455728938' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-107194813376538410</id><published>2003-12-20T16:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-12-20T16:23:31.186-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eu vi duendes...Tem lugar mais maravilhoso que o banheiro? Aqui em casa além das funções básicas (qaquelas que todo mudno já sabe), cocô, xixi, banho, masturbação, etc. ele também tem outra grande função. Local de coisas perdidas. quando as coisas se perdem aqui em casa é só ir lá, coisa que ninguém se lembra da prmeira vez, somente na terceira ou quarta vez. Várias coisas o duende (aquele que </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/107194813376538410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/107194813376538410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107194813376538410' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-107135871290825451</id><published>2003-12-13T20:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-12-13T20:39:41.060-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Estou testando o meu programa bloggar!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/107135871290825451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/107135871290825451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107135871290825451' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-107085753738820422</id><published>2003-12-08T01:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T01:26:38.106-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>E caso fosse a incompatibilidade entre corpo e conscięncia iria desaparecer vocę năo vę...Oswaldo MontenegroLeiam com atençăo a cópia de um texto da Istoé."LÍNGUASr. Rumsfeld, pode repetir, por favor? O secretário de Defesa dos EUA, Donald Rumsfeld, ganhou o pręmio Pés pelas Măos, instituído pela Campanha do Inglęs Direto (defende a fala e a escrita dotadas de clareza e condena todo e </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/107085753738820422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/107085753738820422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107085753738820422' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-107067830304661425</id><published>2003-12-05T23:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T23:39:21.013-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>All you need is love.                Tenho mania de escrever com fonte doze e depois aumentar. Năo sei porquę. Meu blog năo posta mais, hoje faço minha última tentativa, se vocęs estiverem lendo isso no nariga, entăo é porque funcionou.	Sempre quis ver a neve. Vi agora na televisăo a nevasca em algum lugar dos EUA e me deu uma melancolia danada. Trocaria tudo para pegar na neve um dia, de todos</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/107067830304661425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/107067830304661425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107067830304661425' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-106549662366378011</id><published>2003-10-07T00:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-10-07T00:17:03.573-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Peço desculpa a TODOS aqueles que lęem meu blog. Saibam que cada comment para mim, me fazem sentir mais perto de vcs, e melhor ainda sentir que vcs realmente se importam comigo. Quero agradecer a Bia, Dudu, Joăo e Cę pelos comments aqui deixados. Vocęs năo imaginam o valor que eles tęm e terăo para mim. Talvez terei de ficar temporariamente sem postar. Provavelmente vou precisar me operar em </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/106549662366378011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/106549662366378011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106549662366378011' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-106399275204305578</id><published>2003-09-19T14:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-21T02:15:23.590-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Semana complicada;Seminário quarta e o cara fura comigo. Na segunda feira a noite năo entrega a parte devida. Entăo combino com outro membro da equipe de fazermos juntos, na terça, jah fazendo a parte o dito cujo me liga perguntando se pode me entregar na terça a noite para EU digitar, detalhe, ia apresentar o trabalho, fiz a transparęncias, uma das 3 partes escritas sem contar com a parte dele.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/106399275204305578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/106399275204305578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_09_14_archive.html#106399275204305578' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-106359708505022677</id><published>2003-09-15T00:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-15T00:41:44.186-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mais uma vez o blogger muda sua cara, deve ter sido a completa rejeiçăo a antiga.Vamos ver se os acentos voltam.Blogeiro que năo tem o que fazer faz quiz.Não tenho muito o que falar a não ser que ando ocupado e estafado.Nemesis ?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ?? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/106359708505022677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/106359708505022677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_09_14_archive.html#106359708505022677' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-106299142265065665</id><published>2003-09-08T00:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T00:28:52.906-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bom, após um final de semana com sérios problemas escrevo no meu blog. Parece um filme: “A volta dos furúnculos assassinos”. Sim, eles voltaram, na verdade ele voltou. E resolveu subir de cargo.Sem enrolaçao, tenho um furúnculo entre a polpa da bunda e a perna direita. Exatamente aquela parte que encosta na cadeira. Resultado: Passei o dia me sentando tronchamente e dizei uis e ais pelos cantos</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/106299142265065665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/106299142265065665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106299142265065665' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-106239497680758159</id><published>2003-09-01T02:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T02:44:11.470-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bom, a respeito da dor nas costas, sabe que năo tinha reparado que possa ser mesmo o tatu...Filosofia do dia: Cuidado ao fazer uma operaçăo de bexiga, o médico pode amputar o penis, e mesmo que vc ganhe o processo e uma indenizaçăo, năo há nada melhor do que ter seu amiguinho bem e feliz.Obrigado e volte sempre!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/106239497680758159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/106239497680758159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106239497680758159' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-106168637544358919</id><published>2003-08-23T21:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T21:52:55.270-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Valeu meu amigo russo!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/106168637544358919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/106168637544358919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106168637544358919' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-106168566709165155</id><published>2003-08-23T21:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T21:42:19.003-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sim é verdade, meu blog nao é diariamente atualizado, e quase nunca visitado. mas e daí? O que importar é blogar. A faculdade está voltando e é uma boa e má notícia  má ao mesmo tempo. Boa porque gosto da mesma, e má porque terei menos tempo para ler coisas relacionadas ao meu curso (material extra) e literatura em geral. Mas a vida vai indo muito bem. Tudo corre bem sem maiores acontecimentos.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/106168566709165155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/106168566709165155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106168566709165155' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-106049304032210227</id><published>2003-08-10T02:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-10T02:24:00.300-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are Morpheus, from "The Matrix." Youhave strong faith in yourself and those aroundyou. A true leader, you are relentless in yourpersuit. What Matrix Persona Are You? brought to you by QuizillaE alguém duvidou que sairia diferente? Fé é tudo!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/106049304032210227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/106049304032210227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_08_10_archive.html#106049304032210227' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-106040346313507990</id><published>2003-08-09T01:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-09T01:31:03.060-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Posts! O que postar? Mônica via ser minha colega de trabalho. Eduardo saiu mesmo do IPEI! Vocęs sabem dos periquitos aqui de casa? Bom săo 3 e dois tem os pés aleijados. Dormem em puleiros a uns 40 cm de altura. Passam o dia e a noite caindo deles. Estamos na sala e só escutamos a porrada! Já sabemos que foi um dos periquitos, isso se tornou normal. Mas só hoje percebi o quăo psicodélico isso é. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/106040346313507990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/106040346313507990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#106040346313507990' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-105980190675204478</id><published>2003-08-02T02:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-02T02:25:06.710-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> What Finding Nemo Character are You? brought to you by QuizillaMorram de inveja!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/105980190675204478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/105980190675204478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105980190675204478' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-105932444869298053</id><published>2003-07-27T13:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-27T13:47:28.656-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Preguiça de postar! Preguiça de ir para o congresso! N?o sei se é trauma de direito que odiava os congressos... mas tenho de ir hj pegar meu cadastro. quem sabe acho algo interessante. Dudu, todos temos os altos e baixos e toda vez que tiver afim de desabafar e ser sincero use meu comment ou e-mail. Ajudando um amigo torno minha vida útil!Vc e Bia s?o as únicas presença nesse humilde recanto. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/105932444869298053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/105932444869298053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105932444869298053' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-105833401556749132</id><published>2003-07-16T02:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-16T02:41:51.196-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Galera esse é o boneco de pano do hulk que está sendo vendido. Tudo nele é proporcional ao filme. Querem que seus filhos fiquem traumatizados? É só dar o hulk de presente. É a coisa mais feia que se pode ver na face da terra. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/105833401556749132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/105833401556749132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105833401556749132' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-105798458897665552</id><published>2003-07-12T01:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-12T01:36:28.860-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Acentos: é, ŕ, î, ă, ç.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/105798458897665552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/105798458897665552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105798458897665552' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-105772771033127553</id><published>2003-07-09T02:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-09T02:15:10.293-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hora das noticias populares:Isso e que e amor pelo esporte! Ciclista da maratona francesa termina prova mesmo com sua bunda a prova!O cubano Alberto martinez tenta em vao pular no mar em havana. Eu acho que isso deve doer, a nao ser que ele quebre a espinha e num sinta mais nada.Mais tarde voltaremos com copias modificadas das noticias populares!EU QUERO ACENTOS!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/105772771033127553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/105772771033127553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105772771033127553' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-105760009997245360</id><published>2003-07-07T14:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-07T14:48:19.793-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dudu recebi seu cartao sim! Estou postando soh para dizer que eu nao esqueco de vc. Nao esqueco mesmo. Saudades irmao. Beijao!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/105760009997245360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/105760009997245360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105760009997245360' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-105738041494133422</id><published>2003-07-05T01:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-07T14:51:39.683-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Postando de novo jah que o blogger engoliu o post.Depois de tanto tempo voltei a postar.Bia BRIGADAO!!!! Bia, soh tem uma!E quero agradecer a todos pelo niver (Rafa, Nana, Grego, Bia, Herlon, Ju, Luana, Magno, Jao, Ce, Silvinha e , ateh mesmo Bel), vcs sabem o qt essas coisas significam para mim. Desculpe pelos maus humores (Jah tah batido falar isso) e eu sou muito sortudo de ter pessoas como</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/105738041494133422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/105738041494133422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#105738041494133422' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-95921242</id><published>2003-06-22T15:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-22T15:55:32.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Năo querendo imitar Joăo, mas tenho de falar sobre um filme que acabei de assistir:Terra de Niguém. Um filme que fala sobre o conflito entre sérvios e croatas na Bósnia-Eszegovina. Fantástico. Pessoalmente devo dizer que odeio filmes de guerra, mas esse é realmente diferente. Devo me lembrar que Bem-vindos a Sarajevo também era diferente, mas confesso que năo achei lá essas coisas todas. Tręs </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/95921242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/95921242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#95921242' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-95646301</id><published>2003-06-13T21:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-24T23:52:39.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O problema do pinto que eu me refiro é em ônibus lotado. Parece que nessa hora (mais do que em filmes pornôs) os pintos ficam em evidęncia. Primeiro, porque as mulheres que estăo sentadas sempre acham que o cara está esfregando o pinto de propósito, e segundo por que por mais que tentamos é inevitável năo esfregar o pinto. Pior é quando passa uma pessoa apressada para descer que lhe dá aquele </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/95646301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/95646301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#95646301' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-95350641</id><published>2003-06-05T22:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-05T22:43:20.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UM POUCO DA FILOSOFIA NARIGAL: Para mim tudo se resume a fé. Ter fé em vocę, Ter fé naquilo que vocę acha que é bom para vocę, Ter fé nas coisa feitas por vocę, Ter fé em qualquer coisa que lhe faça mover. Seja em Deus, sată, num picolé.Tenho fé em muitas coisas: em mim, que eu posso dar certo (isso é fundamental), no meu trabalho, em Deus (o meu Deus que é só meu e de mais ninguém porque ele </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/95350641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/95350641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95350641' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-94883584</id><published>2003-05-26T01:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-26T01:33:24.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>galera aconteceu uma coisa massa hoje a noite (domingo). Quando sai do cinema fui pegar o onibus, tinham duas meninas na parada, depois chegaram tręs boyzinhos, a smeninas comentavam o quanto Matrix era mentiroso, os meninos falavam dos "pegas" que eles faziam, em que rua faziam etc. E eu pensando ai meu saco! Ai chega um cara, negro, de camiseta perguntando se já tinha passado o ônibus da lagoa,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/94883584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/94883584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#94883584' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-94618887</id><published>2003-05-20T02:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-20T02:25:51.816-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"O que a banana suicida falou? Macacos me mordam! macacos me mordam!" Obrigado DUDU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Beijăo!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/94618887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/94618887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94618887' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-94613445</id><published>2003-05-20T00:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-20T00:07:04.416-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nunca percebi o que significava inclusăo social até sentir-me excluído. Sem brincadeira dói pra KCT! Calam năo estou falando de problemas pessoais nem do trabalho, como eu mesmo jah disse encerrei o blog para essas coisas. Aconteceu que hoje fui conversar com Carol (coordenadora do yázigi) sobre a questăo da obrigatoriedade da feitura dos exercícios na internet (o famoso house of english). </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/94613445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/94613445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94613445' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-94485327</id><published>2003-05-17T01:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-17T01:32:42.246-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Conhecimento eh fácil de adquirir" - quase năo acreditei quando essa frase saiu da boca de Jăo. Essa ficou para os anais (me perdoe jăo) das besteiras jah faladas. Se conhecimento fosse fácil todo mundo passava no vest., se fosse simples ninguém precisaria de universidade. Eu năo vou nem discutir, mas eu passo seis meses em uma cadeira estudando a Grécia, e quando termina ficamos sabendo apenas </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/94485327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/94485327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94485327' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-94221787</id><published>2003-05-12T17:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-12T17:05:48.193-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Olah galera! estou aqui postando do YĂˇzigi. Bom o que eu tenho pra falar eh que nĂŁo tenho muito a falar. Mas que estou empolgado com alguns projetos na faculdade e no colĂ©gio. Bom a aula vai comeĂ§ar e eu tenho de ir. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/94221787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/94221787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94221787' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-93724101</id><published>2003-05-03T20:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-03T20:45:17.690-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lah vai uma história hilária, estah meio desorganizada porque năo consegui colá-la direito."Estava sentado no meu escritório quando lembrei de umachamada telefônica que tinha que fazer. Encontrei onúmero e disquei. Atendeu-me um cara mal humoradodizendo: - Fale!!! - Bom dia. Poderia falar com ELDER? O cara do outro lado resmungou algo que năo entendi edesligou na minha cara. Năo podia </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/93724101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/93724101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93724101' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-93723996</id><published>2003-05-03T20:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-03T20:41:50.970-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Resumindo porque meu blog engoliu tudo. Chega de blog depressivo. Estou fechando temporariamente essa parte da minha e espero que definitvamente. Monica pode ficar tranquila em entrar no blog de novo. Frases da semana:"Vocę é humano... sim, e daí? Vocę conhece algum ET por acaso?" Nunca ri tanto e outra mais filosófica "mas sabe qual a diferença entre vc e uma pedra? a inteligęncia...pule a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/93723996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/93723996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93723996' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-93594551</id><published>2003-05-01T11:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-01T11:04:01.393-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Que carro nacional vocę é?Do caralho, foi o segundo carro de meu pai. Eu adorava.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/93594551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/93594551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93594551' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-93593976</id><published>2003-05-01T10:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-01T10:52:37.340-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>desculpem os erros de portuguęs mas năo revisei o texto abaixo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/93593976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/93593976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93593976' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-93593934</id><published>2003-05-01T10:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-01T10:55:25.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dudu, isso que vc estah sentindo é perfeitamente normal, se lembra do Homem-aranha queando ele diz: Com Grandes poderes vem grandes responsabilidades? É uma verdade inigualável. Discordo de rafa quando vocę colocou aquele comment para tentar me ajudar. Vc disse as palavras certas. Óbvio que ninguém aqui é vagabundo, mas acho que só eu e vc somos responsáveis pelo futuro de pessoas, e isso é um </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/93593934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/93593934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93593934' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-93550612</id><published>2003-04-30T17:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-30T17:06:44.660-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Como duas pessoas podem ser tĂŁo diferentes e se darem tĂŁo mal? Porque meu irmĂŁo tem que ser sempre uma pedra no meu caminho?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/93550612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/93550612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93550612' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-92999854</id><published>2003-04-21T16:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-22T15:45:44.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If you are good to mamma, mamma is good to you.Em homenagem a Bia. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/92999854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/92999854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#92999854' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-92999248</id><published>2003-04-21T16:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T17:01:35.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Primeiramente preciso dizer que estou sem acentos e pontos, entao se virem para entender.Ali foi uma homenagem para Mamma, pelos pensamentos maravilhosos e por ter dito um bocado de coisas legais principalmente, aquela do comment de Jao, (para falar eh soh abrir a boca).A viagem para camboinha foi muito boa, confesso que nao tava com a minima vontade de ir, tanto que na quinta tava todo jururu </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/92999248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/92999248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#92999248' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-92740497</id><published>2003-04-16T19:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T19:07:59.606-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bia vc gostou do ad que coloquei para vc e Caio? Se quiserem posso mudar!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/92740497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/92740497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92740497' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-92739231</id><published>2003-04-16T18:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T18:41:48.903-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hoje tirei um peso da cabeça, as provas do IPEI (explicaçăo: as que eu elaborei) foram aprovadas e com louvor.Eu pareço com pereira? Porque todos agora me chamam de pereira, num acho que pareço com aquele abestado năo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/92739231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/92739231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92739231' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-92608409</id><published>2003-04-14T18:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-14T19:01:29.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Prometi que meu blog serei algo para relaxar! Algo que as pessoas pudesem ler e dar um pequeno sorriso. Mas eu preciso falar algumas coisas e eu nĂŁo sei pra quem."Vamos fugir, pra outro lugar, baby,vamos fugir, onde quer que vocĂŞ vĂˇ, que vocĂŞ me carregue!"Sabe, eu nĂŁo consigo nem falar o que realmente me incomoda. a verdade Ă© que eu nĂŁo estou nada bem e nĂŁo sei como mudar isso. Todo </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/92608409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/92608409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92608409' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-92529468</id><published>2003-04-13T13:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-14T18:22:17.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Essa histó˛©ˇ doida foi enviada por Dudu, meu irmăŻşăŻ lah de Roraima. Que sufoco heim meu amigo?Olha Bia tem um blog agora, vou tentar colocar um link para lah!www.lado_b-lado_c.blogspot.com Amigo andré¬ vou re-digitar o que se passou por mim , pois fiquei puto, que quando estava terminando de escrever, a minha pá§©na expirou e perdi tudo. Bom no dia 02 de abril , normalmente eu saio de 7 da</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/92529468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/92529468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92529468' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-92124075</id><published>2003-04-07T00:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-07T00:24:39.826-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pessoal arriei de uma gripe com dor de barriga! Na verdade nem eu sei direito o que é.as filmagens foram muito cansativas mas o resultado, pelo menos da fita sem ediçăo, foi muito bom!Acho que ter virado duas noites baixou meu sistema imunológico, fora que quando dormi fiquei escutando joăo dizendo corta o tempo todo. E toda vez eu acordava pensando năo posso durmir estou em filmagem. Ou seja </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/92124075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/92124075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92124075' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-92054154</id><published>2003-04-05T17:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-05T17:23:38.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dudu conte essa história direito pois fiquei muito preocupado!! Mais um dia de filmagem, apesar de ter dormido o dia todo, graças a Rosa que teve o bom senso de liberar a gente do teatro hoje a tarde. Amanhă vamos ter uma saída bem light. Tenho de elaborar a prova da quinta série e preparar as aulas da semana para năo ficar numa correria!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/92054154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/92054154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#92054154' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-91726786</id><published>2003-03-31T16:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-05T17:16:01.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Passei no vestibular para Letras! Vou fazer de tudo para cursar pelo menos duas cadeiras. Já falei com acoordenadora do colégio para colocar minhas aulas em tręs dias. Se minha vida virar a de um juliano, é simples, eu tranco. Beijos!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/91726786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/91726786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91726786' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-91661841</id><published>2003-03-30T16:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-30T16:52:30.403-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Explicaçőes, meu blog anda abandonado devido aproblemas no meu computador, próximo fim de semana, ganharei um novinho, entăo poderei colocar as atualizaçőes com mais calma e tranquilidade. Desculpem o transtorno. Minha próxima postagem vai ser sobre o menino encosto.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/91661841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/91661841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91661841' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-91575816</id><published>2003-03-28T21:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-28T21:20:17.966-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Coitado do meu blog, está em estado terminal! Mas farei de tudo para recuperá-lo. Estou chateado, me indispus com algumas pessoas. Diazinho infernal năo? Melhor que épocazinha infernal eu estou passando. O pior é que sempre tenho as melhores das intençőes. Mas como diz o ditado: “de boas intençőes, o inferno está cheio.” Talvez eu deva ir pra lá mesmo. Rafa me desculpe, mas eu realmente năo </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/91575816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/91575816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91575816' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-90790842</id><published>2003-03-16T01:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-16T01:46:49.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fui para Olinda com a oitava e a quinta. Amanhă explico melhor, mas preciso dizer que estou apaixonado pela quinta série, morro de saudades deles. É sério. Só sei falar daquelas criaturinhas, gente eu to muuuito apaixonado. Eu quero ter uns dez filhos! Os nomes văo ser Carol, Pedro, Lucas, Tamisa, Ramon, Ainna, Marco...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/90790842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/90790842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90790842' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-90790497</id><published>2003-03-16T01:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-16T01:47:16.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finalmente André posta no blog dele. Depois dos inúmeros protestos e de uma ligaçăo no meio da noite (foi mal Bia), resolvi rever meu blogzinho. Algumas coisas merecem ser ditas:1) Năo, eu năo conheço o monstro, apesar de que acho que em breve conhecerei-o já que tem algo protuberante crescendo dentro da minha orelha.2) Dudu, vi o seu comment. Obrigado por tudo meu amigo e năo peça desculpas. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/90790497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/90790497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90790497' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-90034186</id><published>2003-03-03T02:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-03T02:23:50.623-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As férias vęm em uma hora maravilhosa, gente eu estou muito cansado.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/90034186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/90034186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90034186' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-89565484</id><published>2003-02-22T18:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-22T18:03:20.076-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Alguma coisa acontece..." E assim vai indo. Porra, que grande merda. Eu queria um prato para poder quebrar. Fodi meu pé no freio do carro, que espécie de pessoa é burra desse jeito? Life sucks. Năo é assim que os americanos dizem? Estou de saco cheio e ainda tenho de fazer a porcaria de um vestibular. "Vamos fugir..." quem sabe temos minutos de silęncio. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/89565484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/89565484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89565484' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-89216198</id><published>2003-02-16T23:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-16T23:54:55.636-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Tudo sempre termina bem, se năo está bem é porque ainda năo terminou."Tirado do filme "Deus é brasileiro". Adorei. Mas saí do filme muito triste. Uma sensaçăo estranha. Talvez tenha sio meu estado antes de entrar.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/89216198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/89216198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89216198' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-89123950</id><published>2003-02-14T23:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-16T23:58:09.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>É verdade, estou escutando Aimee Mann. A situaçăo năo deve estar bem. Wise up. Alguém já viu magnólia? Năo sei porque quando falo em filmes excelentes năo cito esse filme. Deveria.Acabei de ler que é impossível a pessoa ser feliz o tempo todo e vice-versa. Talvez seja verdade. Na minha opiniăo existe momentos tristes e momentos felizes. Mas ser feliz é um dom difícil de apagar. Isso mesmo um dom</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/89123950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/89123950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#89123950' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-88993862</id><published>2003-02-12T18:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-12T18:39:42.340-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eu espero sobreviver a esse fim de semana e o outro.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/88993862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/88993862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88993862' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-88988848</id><published>2003-02-12T16:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-12T16:58:03.443-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rafa, porque a recíproca năo é verdadeira ?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/88988848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/88988848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88988848' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-88866754</id><published>2003-02-10T16:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-10T16:59:14.203-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Framboesa de Ouro. Olha os indicados dos piores do ano.Pior filme:As Aventuras de Pluto NashCrossroads - Amigas para SemprePinocchioStar Wars EpisĂłdio 2 - O Ataque dos ClonesSwept Away Pior ator:Roberto Benigni em PinocchioAdriano Giannini em Swept AwayEddie Murphy em As Aventuras de Pluto Nash e ShowtimeSteven Segal em No Corredor da MorteAdam Sandler em Adam Sandler's 8 Crazy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/88866754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/88866754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88866754' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-88866500</id><published>2003-02-10T16:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-12T16:55:50.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Galera, voltei ao Yazigi. Estou reencontrando a galera do POS!!! Pena que Tu e Du năo văo continuar. :(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/88866500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/88866500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88866500' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-88658645</id><published>2003-02-06T15:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-06T15:08:54.380-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O coitadinho do meu blog anda meio abandonado,mas também ele tem que entender que agora sou um cara ocupado. Hoje dei aula para a quinta série, deu-me vontade de trazer todos para casa. Foi maravilhoso. E olha que tenho dois deficientes na sala, mas eles foram ótimos. Agora já a sexta série... Hoje Guto e Cristiane comentaram que tava quase impossível dar aulas para eles. Amanhă tenho mina aulas </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/88658645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/88658645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88658645' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-88346886</id><published>2003-01-31T18:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-02T13:53:19.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Olha que engraçado. Uma agęncia de advogados da Russia quer processar o filme "Harry Potter e a câmara secreta" por causa da semelhança entre o presidente da Russia e Dobby, o Elfo doméstico. O que vcs acham?Só para năo haver confusăo, o da direita é o presidente Vladimir Putin, e o da esquerda, é Dobby, o Elfo doméstico.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/88346886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/88346886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88346886' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-88346286</id><published>2003-01-31T18:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-31T18:23:47.963-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Galerinha do mal, estou um pouco assustado. Acho que é a pressăo que a galera está fazendo em cima de mim. Sei que posso conseguir mas tem horas que dá um desespero, uma vontade de me enterrar num buraco e ficar lá. Mas nesse momento vou para a academia, relaxo e vejo aquele povo bobinho e meu ego sobe um bocado. Quem diria que a academia me faria tăo bem? Márcia, professora de Geografia, está </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/88346286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/88346286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88346286' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-88188674</id><published>2003-01-28T22:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-28T22:45:48.666-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Estou aqui, exatamente ŕs 22:23 da noite, escrevendo, comendo e colocando no meu blog a novidade. EU CONSEGUI, SOU O NOVO PROFESSOR DE HISTÓRIA DO COLÉGIO IPEI!!!!!!!!!!!! As coisas estăo muito loucas mas eu tenho certeza que irei conseguir, tem um bocado de informaçăo a ser assimilada, mas isso, apesar de dar trabalho, năo é o que me preocupa. Na verdade hoje sai de lá ŕs 2:30 da tarde e saí </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/88188674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/88188674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88188674' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-88051055</id><published>2003-01-26T13:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-31T18:35:34.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Amelie... Talvez porque hoje vou na casa de Cę conversar com ela me lembrei tanto de Amelie. É impressionante como esse filme é perfeito. Acho que preciso vę-lo de novo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/88051055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/88051055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88051055' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-88009911</id><published>2003-01-25T14:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-25T14:05:56.753-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Olá pessoal! Como prometido pela minha pessoa estou voltando a escrever no meu adorado blog. Primeiro quero agradecer a Joăozinho Faissal pelo upgrade no meu blog. Foi uma semana muito difícil e complicada, quase năo tive tempo para respirar (e olha que para mim e para Rafa isso é fundamental, eh,eh..). O treinamento ocorreu todo dia de manhă e na sexta de uma hora da tarde ainda estava lá, foi </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/88009911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/88009911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#88009911' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-87655660</id><published>2003-01-18T20:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-18T20:28:42.320-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eu estou sempre feliz, é verdade, mas hoje estou especialmente feliz, surgiu uma "proposta" de emprego para mim. Năo é nada certo mas só a idéia me faz sentir nas nuvens. E o melhor, é pra ensinar História! Galera por favor rezem por mim para eu conseguir. Seria muito importante para mim. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/87655660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/87655660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87655660' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-87655516</id><published>2003-01-18T20:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-18T20:25:46.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EU tenho que publicar aqui que o grande vencedor da enquete feita pelo nariga brother foi:3...2...1...Jăo, a orelha mais fantástica que podíamos ter. Esqueça Spock e seus buracos negros, ou Legolas e suas cavalgadas loucas, Jăo a nossa aberraçăo favorita ganhou em disparada! Palmas para Jăo!!! (vocęs sabiam que o sabre de luz diz o nome dele toda vez que é movimentado?)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/87655516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/87655516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87655516' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-87486798</id><published>2003-01-15T15:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-15T15:27:33.466-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Se preparem vou começar a entender de html (nem que seja na marra) para dar um upgrade no meu boga, digo blog, Jăo preciso de umas dicas suas de programas que ajudem a fazer isso, rafa sua ajuda também muito bem-vinda! Talvez um dia eu precise mexer com esse tipo de linguagem. Recebi minha primeira nota do curso de história, fiquei muuuito feliz! :) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/87486798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/87486798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87486798' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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-3947724.post-87486751</id><published>2003-01-15T15:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-15T15:26:27.276-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quem năo leu essa deve ler, obrigado Jăo por ter me enviado!Aprenda com uma funcionária da Transbrasil: "Destrua" um ignorante sendo original como ela foi. PARA TODOS OS QUE TEM QUE TRATAR COM CLIENTES IRRITANTES, OU COM PESSOAS QUE SE ACHAM SUPERIORES AOS OUTROS... Uma funcionária da Transbrasil, em Campinas, deveria ganhar um pręmio por ter sido esperta e divertida, e ter atingido seu </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/87486751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3947724/posts/default/87486751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nariga.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87486751' title=''/><author><name>Andr�</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16825980141413872714</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>
