<?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-21252586</id><updated>2011-07-28T15:19:31.451-02:00</updated><title type='text'>"Então, eu vi as cores do mundo" Guimarães, o Rosa.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255792021647685054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cvuL0B0t7z8/S1DcLpLHZpI/AAAAAAAAABA/wBFSTsvd4rA/S220/olhos.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21252586.post-868768098763394511</id><published>2007-10-27T10:28:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T10:29:04.146-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>meudeusdoceu um ano...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/feeds/868768098763394511/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21252586&amp;postID=868768098763394511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/868768098763394511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/868768098763394511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/2007/10/meudeusdoceu-um-ano.html' title=''/><author><name>Dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255792021647685054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cvuL0B0t7z8/S1DcLpLHZpI/AAAAAAAAABA/wBFSTsvd4rA/S220/olhos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21252586.post-116197861043778142</id><published>2006-10-27T17:49:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T11:58:36.060-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Perdi setembro, não guardei o começo da primavera, pelo menos aqui não...Então é hora de aproveitar outubro enquanto é tempo. Salvar o dia 27, porque ele me é muito especial....Muitas coisas sobre o que escrever ... principalmente começar a escrever no caderno mais-lindo-do-mundo que ganhei da Neo. Afinal tenho que começar a guardar meus pensamentos para a posteridade (acho que todo mundo que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/feeds/116197861043778142/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21252586&amp;postID=116197861043778142&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/116197861043778142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/116197861043778142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/2006/10/perdi-setembro-no-guardei-o-comeo-da_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255792021647685054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cvuL0B0t7z8/S1DcLpLHZpI/AAAAAAAAABA/wBFSTsvd4rA/S220/olhos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21252586.post-115473019758965092</id><published>2006-08-04T20:10:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T13:13:40.366-02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big One</title><summary type='text'>Estávamos voltando da natação, eu dirigindo no centro de Campinas vejo um pessoal trabalhando em meio ao trânsito, como sou uma motorista narradora (gosto de comentar as barbaridades do trânsito, as minhas raras (rs) barberagens etc, sister não curte muito, mas...) comentei com minha irmã:-    Nossa, deve ser horrível descarregar aqui no centro.-    Sim! Aliás, é horrível carregar e descarregar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/feeds/115473019758965092/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21252586&amp;postID=115473019758965092&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/115473019758965092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/115473019758965092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/2006/08/big-one.html' title='The Big One'/><author><name>Dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255792021647685054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cvuL0B0t7z8/S1DcLpLHZpI/AAAAAAAAABA/wBFSTsvd4rA/S220/olhos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21252586.post-115376174624914252</id><published>2006-07-24T15:20:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T15:22:26.293-02:00</updated><title type='text'>trilha sonora</title><summary type='text'>Moço hoje eu vou querer a comida mais esquisita a que menos se pareça comigo.Tô me sentindo meio janta hojeTô me sentindo meio arroz com feijão</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/feeds/115376174624914252/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21252586&amp;postID=115376174624914252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/115376174624914252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/115376174624914252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/2006/07/trilha-sonora.html' title='trilha sonora'/><author><name>Dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255792021647685054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cvuL0B0t7z8/S1DcLpLHZpI/AAAAAAAAABA/wBFSTsvd4rA/S220/olhos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21252586.post-115020611028380008</id><published>2006-06-13T11:38:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T11:41:50.303-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Diálogos</title><summary type='text'>No outro dia a moça da limpeza veio aqui na sala e começou a conversar comigo.Ela contou de um acidente que teve em outra sala, que havia esbarrado no fio do telefone e levado bronca. Pedi que ela não limpasse as três mesas que eu estava usando, pois estava organizando meus trabalhos e havia papel por toda a parte. Ela limpou e ficou tagarelando a respeito da foto sobre a minha mesa.Na hora que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/feeds/115020611028380008/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21252586&amp;postID=115020611028380008&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/115020611028380008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/115020611028380008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/2006/06/dilogos.html' title='Diálogos'/><author><name>Dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255792021647685054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cvuL0B0t7z8/S1DcLpLHZpI/AAAAAAAAABA/wBFSTsvd4rA/S220/olhos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21252586.post-114953083148283636</id><published>2006-06-05T15:54:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T11:46:06.010-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ele sabe</title><summary type='text'>Ele sempre foi o irmão preferido, aquele que gosto de ficar não porque é família, mas porque é o amigo que conta ótimas histórias e as piadas boas, porque ele torce para o Guarani e também comemora quando o São Paulo é campeão (o Guarani é o time do interior, o do coração, aquele que nunca ganha), é ele que chora feito um menino grande quando está emocionado, gosto dele porque podemos discutir </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/feeds/114953083148283636/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21252586&amp;postID=114953083148283636&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/114953083148283636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/114953083148283636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/2006/06/ele-sabe.html' title='Ele sabe'/><author><name>Dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255792021647685054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cvuL0B0t7z8/S1DcLpLHZpI/AAAAAAAAABA/wBFSTsvd4rA/S220/olhos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21252586.post-114916518467407736</id><published>2006-06-01T10:28:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T10:36:45.893-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Na parede, os poemas.</title><summary type='text'>Hoje depois do café e de alongar um pouco, porque meu pulso doía, sentei aqui na frente do micro e vi meu horóscopo, ele disse que devo pagar minhas dívidas com urgência.É impressionante como sempre a gente fica devendo, não sei você, mas eu fico. Ontem fui cobrada e com toda razão. Espero não ficar devendo mais, porque nesse caso não faz sentido nenhum. Aqui no trabalho tenho mil coisas (que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/feeds/114916518467407736/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21252586&amp;postID=114916518467407736&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/114916518467407736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/114916518467407736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/2006/06/na-parede-os-poemas.html' title='Na parede, os poemas.'/><author><name>Dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255792021647685054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cvuL0B0t7z8/S1DcLpLHZpI/AAAAAAAAABA/wBFSTsvd4rA/S220/olhos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21252586.post-114778410831364405</id><published>2006-05-16T10:53:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T10:56:43.780-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O sorriso da Anaconda</title><summary type='text'>Domingo em família, domingo especial dia das mães.    Depois da macarronada com frango frito, família sentada na sala, ora conversando empolgada ora dando uma olhadinha na TV.Programa sobre vulcões na Costa Rica, uma senhora que morava ao pé de um deles diz que não sente medo pois acidentes acontecem em qualquer lugar, e a gente acha graça do otimismo dela.  Mãmis diz:     - Ah, eu teria medo de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/feeds/114778410831364405/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21252586&amp;postID=114778410831364405&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/114778410831364405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/114778410831364405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/2006/05/o-sorriso-da-anaconda.html' title='O sorriso da Anaconda'/><author><name>Dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255792021647685054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cvuL0B0t7z8/S1DcLpLHZpI/AAAAAAAAABA/wBFSTsvd4rA/S220/olhos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21252586.post-114434962558440407</id><published>2006-04-06T16:50:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T17:01:21.620-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Diário de uma demitente.Parte II : O amigoHoje fui lá falar com o “Sr O” sobre a minha saída, tive que pedir segredo de Estado, quis avisá-lo de antemão para que nossa despedida não fosse aos atropelos, porque uma coisa desse tipo nunca daria certo para nós dois. Eu sou, apesar dos momentos de fúria, muito calma e ele é a paz. Nossa conversa é feita de muitos silêncios, geralmente falo pouco, sei</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/feeds/114434962558440407/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21252586&amp;postID=114434962558440407&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/114434962558440407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/114434962558440407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/2006/04/dirio-de-uma-demitente.html' title=''/><author><name>Dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255792021647685054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cvuL0B0t7z8/S1DcLpLHZpI/AAAAAAAAABA/wBFSTsvd4rA/S220/olhos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21252586.post-114408807859934654</id><published>2006-04-03T16:05:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T10:49:51.510-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Semana passada foi a primeira vez que ouvi Astor Piazzola tocando Otoño Porteño, e logo percebi o quanto estava com saudade, sim da música e dele tocando, uma saudade imensa. E doeu o peito e uma tristeza (das boas) que logo foi embora, pois quando a música se abre é como estar em uma alameda forrada de folhas, com vento frio batendo no rosto num desses fins de tarde.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/feeds/114408807859934654/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21252586&amp;postID=114408807859934654&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/114408807859934654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/114408807859934654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/2006/04/semana-passada-foi-primeira-vez-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255792021647685054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cvuL0B0t7z8/S1DcLpLHZpI/AAAAAAAAABA/wBFSTsvd4rA/S220/olhos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21252586.post-114383449489575590</id><published>2006-03-31T17:43:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T17:53:03.323-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Diário de uma demitente.Parte IAgora  é oficial, falei com a chefe que vou-me embora (pra Pasárgada).Achei que seria mais fácil, nunca é simples fechar os ciclos, mas uma hora é preciso fazê-lo.Ainda bem que a pequena chantagem inevitável: sua irresponsável, como você pode fazer isso comigo, só rolou no final e em tom de brincadeira, aiai.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/feeds/114383449489575590/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21252586&amp;postID=114383449489575590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/114383449489575590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/114383449489575590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/2006/03/dirio-de-uma-demitente.html' title=''/><author><name>Dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255792021647685054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cvuL0B0t7z8/S1DcLpLHZpI/AAAAAAAAABA/wBFSTsvd4rA/S220/olhos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21252586.post-114348667659125798</id><published>2006-03-27T17:08:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T15:07:46.836-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Apesar do que diz nossa destituição, ops, constituição. Vivemos no Brasil, onde, como diria o menino Lucas Silva e Silva, tudo pode acontecer.Terra estrangeiraDemétrio Magnóli</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/feeds/114348667659125798/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21252586&amp;postID=114348667659125798&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/114348667659125798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/114348667659125798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/2006/03/apesar-do-que-diz-nossa-destituio-ops.html' title=''/><author><name>Dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255792021647685054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cvuL0B0t7z8/S1DcLpLHZpI/AAAAAAAAABA/wBFSTsvd4rA/S220/olhos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21252586.post-114312223576667883</id><published>2006-03-23T11:50:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T11:57:16.436-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Você tem um claro destino de felicidade, ninguém pode impedir isso. Estamos aqui para dar uma mãozinha (uns soquinhos e umas palmadas em quem tentar atrapalhar, rs ) para ele sempre que for preciso.Imagem: Carla d´Almeida Lopes</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/feeds/114312223576667883/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21252586&amp;postID=114312223576667883&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/114312223576667883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/114312223576667883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/2006/03/voc-tem-um-claro-destino-de-felicidade.html' title=''/><author><name>Dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255792021647685054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cvuL0B0t7z8/S1DcLpLHZpI/AAAAAAAAABA/wBFSTsvd4rA/S220/olhos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21252586.post-114261574568606249</id><published>2006-03-17T14:57:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T17:44:17.890-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Na sala da minha chefe:- Quer Coca Dani?- Não, Obrigada. Estou gripada, e tomar gelado não faz bem. Isso que nossas avós e mães sempre disseram já foi até comprovado por uma pesquisa científica. (infelizmente não encontrei o link)- Não sei não, às vezes eu estou com gripe e um sorvetinho faz bem.Não respondi mais nada porque a ciência estava do meu lado.Hora do almoço:Um colega: - Já que é </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/feeds/114261574568606249/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21252586&amp;postID=114261574568606249&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/114261574568606249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/114261574568606249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/2006/03/na-sala-da-minha-chefe-quer-coca-dani.html' title=''/><author><name>Dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255792021647685054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cvuL0B0t7z8/S1DcLpLHZpI/AAAAAAAAABA/wBFSTsvd4rA/S220/olhos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21252586.post-114261428975917172</id><published>2006-03-17T14:40:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T15:21:49.306-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>De volta à natação:1ª aula: 22 piscinas2ª aula: 24 piscinas3ª aula: 27 piscinas4ª aula: 33 piscinasPercebam que  meu progresso é visível pelos números, entretanto, terei que fazer um agradecimento ao meu professor substituto pelo incentivo na última aula.Ele colocou DANIEL para tocar, assim eu passei a aula inteira com a cabeça embaixo da água, pois mal conseguia ficar três segundos respirando e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/feeds/114261428975917172/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21252586&amp;postID=114261428975917172&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/114261428975917172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/114261428975917172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/2006/03/de-volta-natao-1-aula-22-piscinas-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255792021647685054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cvuL0B0t7z8/S1DcLpLHZpI/AAAAAAAAABA/wBFSTsvd4rA/S220/olhos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21252586.post-114235973408673491</id><published>2006-03-14T16:07:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T16:08:54.100-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alguém esteve vadiando na net hoje à tarde, tsc tsc tsc.    YELLOWYou are very perceptive and smart. You are clear and to the point and have a great sense of humor. You are always learning and searching for understanding.Find out your color at Quiz Me!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/feeds/114235973408673491/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21252586&amp;postID=114235973408673491&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/114235973408673491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/114235973408673491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/2006/03/algum-esteve-vadiando-na-net-hoje.html' title=''/><author><name>Dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255792021647685054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cvuL0B0t7z8/S1DcLpLHZpI/AAAAAAAAABA/wBFSTsvd4rA/S220/olhos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21252586.post-114225444038233128</id><published>2006-03-13T10:53:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T17:27:17.916-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Olá, Dani; Sinto que transformações de peso estão ocorrendo com você, obrigando-a a ser mais reflexiva e recolhida. Aproveite este final de semana para descobrir-se e sentir-se mais você mesma.Um abraço.O.Esse e-mail me esperava hoje cedo, o li com surpresa porque é raro receber um e-mail com conteúdo pessoal na minha caixa do trabalho, mas de tempos em tempos o Sr. O. me faz uma surpresa, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/feeds/114225444038233128/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21252586&amp;postID=114225444038233128&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/114225444038233128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/114225444038233128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/2006/03/ol-dani-sinto-que-transfor_114225444038233128.html' title=''/><author><name>Dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255792021647685054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cvuL0B0t7z8/S1DcLpLHZpI/AAAAAAAAABA/wBFSTsvd4rA/S220/olhos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21252586.post-114183965670752005</id><published>2006-03-08T15:37:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T15:41:51.396-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Limpei as gavetas, aqui no trabalho, queria postar alguma coisa lá no blog antigo (que acaba de virar antigo agora), mas simplesmente não consigo acessá-lo.Aí resolvi inaugurar aqui, porque já é tempo desse canto acordar.Vou te despertar com poesiaAZUL SOBRE AMARELO, MARAVILHA E ROXODesejo, como quem sente fome ou sede,um caminho de areia margeado de boninas,onde só cabem a bicicleta e seu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/feeds/114183965670752005/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21252586&amp;postID=114183965670752005&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/114183965670752005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21252586/posts/default/114183965670752005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantandinho.blogspot.com/2006/03/limpei-as-gavetas-aqui-no-trabalho.html' title=''/><author><name>Dani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07255792021647685054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cvuL0B0t7z8/S1DcLpLHZpI/AAAAAAAAABA/wBFSTsvd4rA/S220/olhos.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
