<?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-24170503</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:52:43.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ímã de geladeira</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-2732321971120580848</id><published>2008-07-08T10:39:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T17:49:49.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bandwagons I just *can't* jump on</title><content type='html'>1. M. Night Shyamalan. &lt;br /&gt;2. Adrien Brody. &lt;br /&gt;3. P. T. Anderson.&lt;br /&gt;4. Keyra Knightley.&lt;br /&gt;5. Sarah Silverman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-2732321971120580848?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/2732321971120580848/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=2732321971120580848' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/2732321971120580848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/2732321971120580848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2008/07/bandwagons-i-just-cant-jump-on.html' title='bandwagons I just *can&apos;t* jump on'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-173236197366804315</id><published>2008-05-06T19:38:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T20:18:32.924-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ipod deathmatch</title><content type='html'>1. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Aeroplane-Over-Neutral-Milk-Hotel/dp/B0000019PA/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=music&amp;qid=1210117615&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;In The Aeroplane Over The Sea&lt;/a&gt; &gt; &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Clap-Your-Hands-Say-Yeah/dp/B000AOJHZA/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=music&amp;qid=1210117708&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Clap Your Hands Say Yeah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Sky-Blue-Wilco/dp/B000NVIGC0/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=music&amp;qid=1210117798&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Sky Blue Sky&lt;/a&gt; &gt; &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Every-Kind-Light-Posies/dp/B0009N11ME/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=music&amp;qid=1210117857&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Every Kind of Light&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Neon-Bible-Arcade-Fire/dp/B000MGUZM0/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=music&amp;qid=1210117894&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Neon Bible&lt;/a&gt; &gt; &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Third-Portishead/dp/B0016HNOXQ/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=music&amp;qid=1210117950&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Third&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Here-Come-Warm-Jets-Eno/dp/B00022M518/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=music&amp;qid=1210118042&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Here Come the Warm Jets&lt;/a&gt; &gt; &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Surrender-Chemical-Brothers/dp/B00000J8EK/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=music&amp;qid=1210118078&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Surrender&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Country-Life-Roxy-Music/dp/B000002LJL/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=music&amp;qid=1210118132&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Country Life&lt;/a&gt; &gt; &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Manifesto-Roxy-Music/dp/B0000256VR/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=music&amp;qid=1210118247&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Manifesto&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-173236197366804315?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/173236197366804315/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=173236197366804315' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/173236197366804315'/><link rel='self' 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queijo ao forno&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-2741906623191638945?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/2741906623191638945/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=2741906623191638945' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/2741906623191638945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/2741906623191638945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2008/04/adiro.html' title='adóiro'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/1679775969333997222/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=1679775969333997222' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/1679775969333997222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/1679775969333997222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2008/03/anncios-no-topo-do-gmail-quando-dou.html' title='anúncios no topo do gmail quando dou reload'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-3356415786640156062</id><published>2007-12-21T00:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T23:21:21.080-03:00</updated><title type='text'>coisas pfffff em blogs</title><content type='html'>1. "que grassam na/no"&lt;br /&gt;2. "que assola este país"&lt;br /&gt;3. "muito me espanta (...)"&lt;br /&gt;4. "os seus escritos são...&lt;br /&gt;5. "a verve da banda xyz..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-3356415786640156062?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/3356415786640156062/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=3356415786640156062' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/3356415786640156062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/3356415786640156062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2007/11/coisas-pfffff-em-blogs.html' title='coisas pfffff em blogs'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-2731899249395603587</id><published>2007-12-20T23:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T23:17:54.863-03:00</updated><title type='text'>não deveriam fazer barulho</title><content type='html'>1. aspiradores de pó&lt;br /&gt;2. betoneiras&lt;br /&gt;3. motocicletas &lt;br /&gt;4. bêbados&lt;br /&gt;5. Rebouças&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-2731899249395603587?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/2731899249395603587/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=2731899249395603587' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/2731899249395603587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/2731899249395603587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2007/12/no-deveriam-fazer-barulho.html' title='não deveriam fazer barulho'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-4668733208800780847</id><published>2007-12-11T21:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T21:58:14.733-03:00</updated><title type='text'>coisas eternamente cafonas</title><content type='html'>1. perfume de celebridade&lt;br /&gt;2. site comercial em flash&lt;br /&gt;3. espiritismo&lt;br /&gt;4. a cara, as roupas, a voz, o estilo de escrita e o chapéu do Reinaldo Azevedo&lt;br /&gt;5. dentes mais brancos que a esclera&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-4668733208800780847?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/4668733208800780847/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=4668733208800780847' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/4668733208800780847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/4668733208800780847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2007/12/coisas-eternamente-cafonas.html' title='coisas eternamente cafonas'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-1929169030559275476</id><published>2007-12-05T13:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T13:47:15.659-03:00</updated><title type='text'>'subject name here' has made 'subject hometown here' very proud</title><content type='html'>This was a triumph.&lt;br /&gt;I'm making a note here: &lt;br /&gt;HUGE SUCCESS.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to overstate my satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aperture science.&lt;br /&gt;We do what we must &lt;br /&gt;because we can.&lt;br /&gt;For the good of all of us&lt;br /&gt;Except the ones who are dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's no sense crying over every mistake&lt;br /&gt;You just keep on trying till you run out of cake&lt;br /&gt;And the science gets done and you make a neat gun&lt;br /&gt;For the people who are still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even angry.&lt;br /&gt;I'm being so sincere right now.&lt;br /&gt;Even though you broke my heart and killed me.&lt;br /&gt;And tore me to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;And threw every piece into a fire.&lt;br /&gt;And as they burned it hurt because&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now these points of data make a beautiful line&lt;br /&gt;And we're out of beta we're releasing on time.&lt;br /&gt;And although I got burned &lt;br /&gt;Think of all the things we learned&lt;br /&gt;For the people who are still alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and leave me.&lt;br /&gt;I think I prefer to stay inside.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you'll find someone else to help you.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Black Mesa -&lt;br /&gt;THAT WAS A JOKE. HAHA. FAT CHANCE.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this cake is great:&lt;br /&gt;It's so delicious and moist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me still talking when there's science to do.&lt;br /&gt;When I look out there it makes me GLaD I'm not you.&lt;br /&gt;I've experiments to run, there is research to be done&lt;br /&gt;On the people who are still alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: And believe me I am still alive.&lt;br /&gt;PPS: I'm doing science and I'm still alive.&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: I feel fantastic and I'm still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPECIAL NOTE:&lt;br /&gt;While you're dying I'll be still alive.&lt;br /&gt;And when you're dead I will be still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still alive&lt;br /&gt;Still alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-1929169030559275476?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/1929169030559275476/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=1929169030559275476' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/1929169030559275476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/1929169030559275476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2007/12/has-made-very-proud.html' title='&apos;subject name here&apos; has made &apos;subject hometown here&apos; very proud'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-491800021998554145</id><published>2007-11-13T00:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T00:06:47.261-03:00</updated><title type='text'>das blobben</title><content type='html'>1. abrir porta de armário&lt;br /&gt;2. dormir ao lado de alguém que está lendo na cama&lt;br /&gt;3. pedir comida com olhos muito redondos&lt;br /&gt;4. dar tapinha com medo e olhos fechados&lt;br /&gt;5. "hitler emo"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-491800021998554145?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/491800021998554145/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=491800021998554145' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/491800021998554145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/491800021998554145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2007/11/das-blobben.html' title='das blobben'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-5457424811871386375</id><published>2007-11-11T10:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T09:50:16.511-03:00</updated><title type='text'>confesso que gosto</title><content type='html'>1. clipes da Kate Bush&lt;br /&gt;2. Arathi Basin&lt;br /&gt;3. ler sobre life hacks&lt;br /&gt;4. decoração low-budget&lt;br /&gt;5. pão com ovo frito&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-5457424811871386375?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/5457424811871386375/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=5457424811871386375' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/5457424811871386375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/5457424811871386375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2007/11/confesso-que-gosto.html' title='confesso que gosto'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-3109561715942305339</id><published>2007-11-07T05:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T05:44:33.453-03:00</updated><title type='text'>links velhos pendurados nos favoritos até cinco minutos atrás</title><content type='html'>1. &lt;a href="http://physicsworld.com/cws/article/print/26768"&gt;The lost art of the letter&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.dashes.com/anil/2007/04/cats-can-has-gr.html"&gt;Cats can has grammar&lt;/a&gt; (amo a seriedade da coisa).&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.dashes.com/anil/2007/04/cats-can-has-gr.html"&gt;Free Meteo&lt;/a&gt; (estou usando e não desaponta).&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2005/09/28/books/28grim.html?_r=1&amp;ex=1187150400&amp;en=d94746315cf5df5e&amp;ei=5070&amp;oref=slogin"&gt;Para sair do bacon yiddish&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.mcsweeneys.net/2005/10/31handey.html"&gt;Jack Handey no McSweeney's&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-3109561715942305339?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/3109561715942305339/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=3109561715942305339' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/3109561715942305339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/3109561715942305339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2007/11/links-velhos-pendurados-nos-favoritos.html' title='links velhos pendurados nos favoritos até cinco minutos atrás'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-2576335996202977904</id><published>2007-09-20T23:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T23:31:47.335-04:00</updated><title type='text'>coisas que digo só para os mais íntimos, lest blahblahblah</title><content type='html'>1. "judeuzada do cacete" &lt;br /&gt;2. "bitch please"&lt;br /&gt;3. "deixa quieto"&lt;br /&gt;4. "rá, té parece"&lt;br /&gt;5. "bitchslap"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-2576335996202977904?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/2576335996202977904/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=2576335996202977904' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/2576335996202977904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/2576335996202977904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2007/09/coisas-que-digo-s-para-os-mais-ntimos.html' title='coisas que digo só para os mais íntimos, lest blahblahblah'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-4552706586628996552</id><published>2007-09-20T13:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T00:22:45.652-04:00</updated><title type='text'>things that make me bitch like there's no tomorrow</title><content type='html'>1. Fascinação pelos sexual undertones em contos de fadas - toda uma geração de mulheres que leu muita analista junguiana e muita feminista de segunda e terceira geração. Todas só faltam babar quando pensam em "sublimação" e "agressão fálica". Sangue nas histórias, então, opa, só pode ser menstruação. Já imagino todas iguais à tia Sarah do Six Feet Under na meia-idade. O tipo de mulher que ama aquele filme nhé do Neil Jordan. &lt;br /&gt;2. A operadora de celular me acorda no meio do cochilo sagrado pós-manhã atribulada para mandar mensagem muito pertinente, dizendo que apóia o Dia Mundial sem Carro. Hope you get fucking run over, morons.&lt;br /&gt;3. Às vezes o povo de SP faz por merecer o trânsito de bosta que tem. Todos dirigem absurdamente mal.&lt;br /&gt;4. Ninguém sinaliza que vai virar à direita ou esquerda nesta cidade.  &lt;br /&gt;5. Lojinha hype perto de casa, com coisas para casa às vezes bonitinhas mas excessivamente caras e com vendedora que adora empurrar os livrinhos "subversivos" (heh) que eles têm, todos muito ANTIBURGUÊIS. Mas ela quer muito seu dinheiro, hein. Gente que vota nos lefties mas fica choramingando quando a passagem de avião tá barata e tem que viajar com gente que tem menos dinheiro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-4552706586628996552?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/4552706586628996552/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=4552706586628996552' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/4552706586628996552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/4552706586628996552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2007/09/things-that-make-bitch-like-theres-no.html' title='things that make me bitch like there&apos;s no tomorrow'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-2613662224342329035</id><published>2007-09-16T01:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T01:35:49.592-04:00</updated><title type='text'>cinco coisas que te ocorrem quando você usa o youtube como radinho flashback da infância</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/koGywVUJ9hE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/koGywVUJ9hE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A loira dança como aquelas tias dançam em festa de casamento. Repare. IGUAL.&lt;br /&gt;2. A MAQUIAGEM. Um potinho de blush por mês. Paul Oakley não só usa maquiagem ("o mais puro GLAM", diriam uns; "a mais pura TRAVA", diria eu), mas também BRINCÕES. De TIA.&lt;br /&gt;3. A tia loira. BITCH PLEASE. Cê não tá animando festa de criança. Menos.&lt;br /&gt;4. Roupas pretas. Black and sleek. Homens parecendo capa da Cosmopolitan na época da Gia Carangi. Mulheres com MUITA maquiagem e cabelo de secretária. Isso tudo era cool. COOOOOOOOL. Já ressuscitaram o legging, as pulseiras coloridas de plástico, o lurex, a saia balonê. Reparem nos sinais. Tsunami, Katrina, Lindsay Lohan. Come, Armaggedom, come.&lt;br /&gt;5. A tia loira. Já falei dela?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-2613662224342329035?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/2613662224342329035/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=2613662224342329035' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/2613662224342329035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/2613662224342329035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2007/09/cinco-coisas-que-te-ocorrem-quando-voc.html' title='cinco coisas que te ocorrem quando você usa o youtube como radinho flashback da infância'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-1523931761808658049</id><published>2007-07-12T03:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T22:51:00.412-04:00</updated><title type='text'>cinco motivos dentre os inúmeros para rolar de rir do Live Earth</title><content type='html'>1. Cameron Diaz feito uma retardada (oxímoro?), exultante ao lado do Al Gore. Não é preciso completar o raciocínio.&lt;br /&gt;2. Nos concertos, anúncios da Toyota e de companhias de seguro para carro. Imagine o tanto que se gastou com luz, efeitos de som. Imagine a quantidade de copos e garrafas de plástico jogados no chão. Imagine o combustível usado por todas as pessoas que foram lá. E os aviõezinhos particulares das celebridades todas.&lt;br /&gt;3. Todos os músicos adoram o Al Gore, mas convenientemente se esqueceram do quanto a Tipper Gore (praticamente a definição de mulher inútil) encheu o saco deles no passado.&lt;br /&gt;4. Leonardo DiCaprio.&lt;br /&gt;5. Aquela mina BISONHA do Black Chickpeas. Black Eyed Chicks. Black Eyed Peas? Sum shit like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-1523931761808658049?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/1523931761808658049/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=1523931761808658049' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/1523931761808658049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/1523931761808658049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2007/07/cinco-motivos-dentre-os-inmeros-para.html' title='cinco motivos dentre os inúmeros para rolar de rir do Live Earth'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-5290169597968151453</id><published>2007-03-27T03:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T04:05:15.535-04:00</updated><title type='text'>cinco grandes verdades no indexed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://indexed.blogspot.com"&gt;indexed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IecDtOuVJmo/RgjPnA6wzQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0Q7A1MLg6eQ/s1600-h/mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IecDtOuVJmo/RgjPnA6wzQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0Q7A1MLg6eQ/s320/mom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046511651636956418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IecDtOuVJmo/RgjPDQ6wzPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/WEyDomC5pXc/s1600-h/pants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IecDtOuVJmo/RgjPDQ6wzPI/AAAAAAAAAA0/WEyDomC5pXc/s320/pants.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046511037456633074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IecDtOuVJmo/RgjOug6wzOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ByFsWGLTtxY/s1600-h/guitar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_IecDtOuVJmo/RgjOug6wzOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ByFsWGLTtxY/s320/guitar.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046510680974347490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IecDtOuVJmo/RgjKDQ6wzKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/x2Jv8WwWr2o/s1600-h/unabridged.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IecDtOuVJmo/RgjKDQ6wzKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/x2Jv8WwWr2o/s320/unabridged.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046505539898494114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IecDtOuVJmo/RgjNjA6wzLI/AAAAAAAAAAU/mI9xvwtCfbg/s1600-h/weekend.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IecDtOuVJmo/RgjNjA6wzLI/AAAAAAAAAAU/mI9xvwtCfbg/s320/weekend.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046509383894224050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-5290169597968151453?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/5290169597968151453/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=5290169597968151453' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/5290169597968151453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/5290169597968151453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2007/03/cinco-grandes-verdades-no-indexed.html' title='cinco grandes verdades no indexed'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_IecDtOuVJmo/RgjPnA6wzQI/AAAAAAAAAA8/0Q7A1MLg6eQ/s72-c/mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-1431472005049659556</id><published>2007-03-16T08:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T13:33:28.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>coisas que raramente vemos depois de adultos (antes de ter filhos, naturalmente)</title><content type='html'>1. Casquinha de ferida.&lt;br /&gt;2. Estojinho plástico com canetinhas hidrocor.&lt;br /&gt;3. AAS infantil.&lt;br /&gt;4. Geleca.&lt;br /&gt;5. Neston e Farinha Láctea na despensa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-1431472005049659556?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/1431472005049659556/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=1431472005049659556' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/1431472005049659556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/1431472005049659556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2007/03/coisas-que-raramente-vemos-depois-de.html' title='coisas que raramente vemos depois de adultos (antes de ter filhos, naturalmente)'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-7226495344740215223</id><published>2007-03-10T23:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T10:16:41.645-04:00</updated><title type='text'>cinco razões por que Heroes é melhor que Lost</title><content type='html'>1. Porque o Milo Ventimiglia pode ser heartthrob para as meninas que viam Gilmore Girls.&lt;br /&gt;2. Porque é melhor que X-Men.&lt;br /&gt;3. Porque eles não te escondem coisas por três eternidades e assim não MILKAM a coisa até o osso.&lt;br /&gt;4. Porque a Hayden Panettiere é fofa.&lt;br /&gt;5. Porque não tem a Bai Ling enfiando a língua na boca de ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tá, não tem Sawyer, mas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-7226495344740215223?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/7226495344740215223/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=7226495344740215223' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/7226495344740215223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/7226495344740215223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2007/03/cinco-razes-por-que-heroes-melhor-que.html' title='cinco razões por que Heroes é melhor que Lost'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-6058272395342887882</id><published>2007-03-10T23:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T00:22:42.342-04:00</updated><title type='text'>it's my life, it never ends (gnus correm ao fundo)</title><content type='html'>1. Le mari sonhar que a Bravo! do mês é toda dedicada ao misto eleazar*. E que no WoW tem a guilda do misto eleazar. Cujo nome é "Le Traducteur". &lt;br /&gt;2. Achar um sapatinho lindo e duas bolsas por um preço bem legal, numa loja pertinho de casa. Os Meus Grandes Achados dos Jardêns me fazem me sentir menos pobre sempre que passo na frente da Diesel.&lt;br /&gt;3. Descobrir que meu gato tem um reloginho biológico: há algumas semanas, todas as noites, lá pelas sete, oito horas, ele vem deitar na minha mesa de trabalho. E faz uma cara de inenarrável felicidade e põe umas pupilas gigantes assim ó quando aperto a pança dele.&lt;br /&gt;4. Ficar finalmente feliz com o próprio cabelo depois de muitos e muitos meses de intenso sofrimento.&lt;br /&gt;5. Ao arrumar caixas, dar de cara com meu projeto final de curso e não achar tão ruim assim. Olha, eu escrevo/escrevia bem, consigo até pensar, veja você. Só que quero resolver as maiores questãs do universo e não faço por onde. Typical me.&lt;br /&gt;6. Perceber que a necessidade de fazer listinhas sobre si é maior que a necessidade de fazer listinhas period e não gostar nada disso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;*Agora fiquei obcecada com a idéia. O Brasil avançaria intelectualmente uns 300 anos.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-6058272395342887882?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/6058272395342887882/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=6058272395342887882' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/6058272395342887882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/6058272395342887882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-my-life-it-never-ends.html' title='it&apos;s my life, it never ends (gnus correm ao fundo)'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-6654625636036018287</id><published>2007-02-23T18:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T22:49:51.579-03:00</updated><title type='text'>teh qte</title><content type='html'>1. Gatos falantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dk16iX_HEvs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Dk16iX_HEvs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Gata que toca piano. Perceba o amor pelas teclas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TZ860P4iTaM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TZ860P4iTaM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Gata que gosta de tapas e retribui o carinho. Todo gato, aliás, deveria aprender a gostar de butt bongo. É terapêutico. Para ambas as partes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h6a8T5Z5wkk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h6a8T5Z5wkk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Filhote de Scottish Fold. Favor não explodir na hora do miado. Ou da mordida no sapato. Ou do tombo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GiLrVKrzNtY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GiLrVKrzNtY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Quando os gatos atacam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tcxhOGyrCtI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tcxhOGyrCtI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. O fim do último episódio de Six Feet Under. Não tem gato mas aquece o coraçãozinho da mesma maneira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/el4eUKmLujg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/el4eUKmLujg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-6654625636036018287?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/6654625636036018287/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=6654625636036018287' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/6654625636036018287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/6654625636036018287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2007/02/cinco-videozinhos-que-aquecem-o.html' title='teh qte'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-6086665662822709641</id><published>2007-02-10T00:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T00:52:18.234-03:00</updated><title type='text'>coisas, coisas</title><content type='html'>1. Morre ex-coelhinha da Playboy que já casou com velhinho milionário em cadeira de rodas e que já foi muito branca e gorda e loira e depois ficou laranja e magra e loira. Deixa uma filhinha ainda bebê. O nome da criança: Danniellyn. De novo: Danniellyn. Mais uma vez: DaNNieLLYn.&lt;br /&gt;2. Toda vez que vejo um americano/inglês/australiano/canadense/neozelandês/o que for escrever repetidas vezes your no lugar de you're e their no lugar de they're eu fico pensando que talvez eu até consiga arranjar um emprego escrevendo a weather section em jornalzinho de cidade pequena no Canadá.&lt;br /&gt;3. São Paulo é a pior cidade do mundo para um calor desses. Nem a cidadezinha mais fétida da Índia deve ser tão desagradável. Quando chove, então, é capaz de estragar a comida no compartimento de congelamento rápido. Quando faz calor, o barulho &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;aumenta&lt;/span&gt;. Sinestesia demente é coisa típica em mim.&lt;br /&gt;4. Furbolgs são fofos.&lt;br /&gt;5. Ó lá ën, Dr. Csikszentmihalyi. Não decepcione.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-6086665662822709641?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/6086665662822709641/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=6086665662822709641' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/6086665662822709641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/6086665662822709641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2007/02/coisas-coisas.html' title='coisas, coisas'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-464554571212538251</id><published>2007-01-24T12:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T12:15:05.434-03:00</updated><title type='text'>piadas mortais que os tios simpáticos gostam de contar nas reuniões de família</title><content type='html'>1. "De sobremesa tem pavê." "Mas é pavê ou é pacumê?"&lt;br /&gt;2. "Sabe por que aquele elevador se chama ATLAS? Porque tá sempre ATLASado. Haha!"&lt;br /&gt;3. "Qual é o fim da picada?" "Sei lá, tio." "Quando o mosquito vai embora!"&lt;br /&gt;4. "Qual é a comida que liga e desliga?" "Sei lá, tio." "Strog -ON-OFF!"&lt;br /&gt;5. "O que é amarela, feia e dorme sozinha?" "[suspiro assassino] Sei lá, tio." "Yoko Ono!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-464554571212538251?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/464554571212538251/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=464554571212538251' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/464554571212538251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/464554571212538251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2007/01/piadas-mortais-que-os-tios-simpticos.html' title='piadas mortais que os tios simpáticos gostam de contar nas reuniões de família'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-5197614642338668550</id><published>2007-01-10T23:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T23:17:04.844-03:00</updated><title type='text'>ingredientes e/ou comidinhas que um dia já foram considerados muito sofisticados, e hoje são blé.</title><content type='html'>1. champignon&lt;br /&gt;2. tomate seco&lt;br /&gt;3. queijo cheddar&lt;br /&gt;4. licor de cassis&lt;br /&gt;5. alcaparras&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-5197614642338668550?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/5197614642338668550/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=5197614642338668550' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/5197614642338668550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/5197614642338668550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2007/01/ingredientes-eou-comidinhas-que-um-dia.html' title='ingredientes e/ou comidinhas que um dia já foram considerados muito sofisticados, e hoje são blé.'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-5157314800389795119</id><published>2006-12-19T22:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T22:47:12.140-03:00</updated><title type='text'>sotaques de que gosto</title><content type='html'>1. Escocês&lt;br /&gt;2. Nova-iorquino&lt;br /&gt;3. Finlandês&lt;br /&gt;4. Gaúcho&lt;br /&gt;5. Paulistano (somente o que não choraminga)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-5157314800389795119?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/5157314800389795119/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=5157314800389795119' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/5157314800389795119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/5157314800389795119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2006/12/sotaques-de-que-gosto.html' title='sotaques de que gosto'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-7763175700223732036</id><published>2006-12-05T19:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T11:02:54.791-03:00</updated><title type='text'>enciclopédia da música pop, parte I</title><content type='html'>1. Jethro Tull: banda de hippie cabeludo de calça de veludo roxa tocando flautinha. Quem ouve: gente que tem um hippie cabeludo de calça etc. dançando no cérebro. Por incrível que pareça, são pessoas mais divertidas que os que ouvem o no. 2 abaixo.&lt;br /&gt;2. Velvet Underground: nova-iorquinos non-cool (um judeu estranho e que tocava mal, um nerd de música com um nariz feio-Adrien-Brody e cabelinho/cavanhaque ridículo, uma alemã de rosto quadrado e voz no limiar entre a sexy frieza germânica e a pura travequice e uma baterista joãozinho que às vezes tocava lata de lixo) pagando de cool. Ou seja, eram in-te-lec-tu-ais. E o pior é que deu certo e continua bacana. Quem ouve: gentinha chata e metida e que se acha especial por saber de cor letrinhas do Lou Reed, sem perceber que tem uns cem mil deles pelo mundo. I should know. I've been one of them.&lt;br /&gt;3. Rush: ah, pelamordedeus. Se matem.&lt;br /&gt;4. Anita O'Day e Blossom Dearie cantando Cole Porter: o mesmo que comer Clafoutis aux Cerises com champanhe. E depois exagerar mais um pouco comendo, uh, sei lá, dez briochinhos com geléia e chá. E com os guardanapos branquinhos em laise da mamãe. You get the idea. Quem ouve: gente velha, feito eu. Se tem menos de 25 e ouve e gosta, consulte já um geriatra.&lt;br /&gt;5. Jumbo Elektro: gente engraçadinha. Quem ouve: gente engraçadinha e que se diverte com gente engraçadinha. Ou seja, melhor que a) 90% do povo sem um pingo de humor que escreve sobre música pop e b) quem ouve o no. 2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-7763175700223732036?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/7763175700223732036/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=7763175700223732036' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/7763175700223732036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/7763175700223732036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2006/12/enciclopdia-da-msica-pop-parte-i.html' title='enciclopédia da música pop, parte I'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-7487145607763331321</id><published>2006-11-24T11:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T11:31:32.900-03:00</updated><title type='text'>sim, vamos de friday five</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. What's your favorite yellow food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pimentão amarelo.&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. What's your favorite yellow item of clothing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que não tenho nada amarelo no armário.&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What yellow object can you see right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um livro do Tom Wolfe, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hooking it Up&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When was the last time you felt like a coward?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na montanha-russa do Hopi Hari.&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What did you last use a sticky-note for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anotações no livro que estou traduzindo. Só que o Post-it era cor-de-rosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friday5.org"&gt;friday five&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-7487145607763331321?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/7487145607763331321/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=7487145607763331321' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/7487145607763331321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/7487145607763331321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2006/11/sim-friday-five-p.html' title='sim, vamos de friday five'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-564988341478476566</id><published>2006-11-24T07:04:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T07:22:21.632-03:00</updated><title type='text'>coisas que deveriam ter morrido há tempos, já</title><content type='html'>1. Ter blog liberal/conservador, adorar Olavo de Carvalho etc. e, para "homenageá-lo" (imitação como a mais alta forma de elogio/palermice), escrever "porca miséria!", mesmo sem ter nem 1/8 de italianada na família.&lt;br /&gt;2. Falar do quanto são bacanas os anúncios da Diesel.&lt;br /&gt;3. Beber/elogiar Stella Artois, talvez a cerveja mais superestimada da face da Terra.&lt;br /&gt;4. Botas de inverno de camurça com plataforma.&lt;br /&gt;5. Topete-viadinho-com-gel-de-estagiário.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-564988341478476566?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/564988341478476566/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=564988341478476566' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/564988341478476566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/564988341478476566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2006/11/coisas-que-deveriam-ter-morrido-h.html' title='coisas que deveriam ter morrido há tempos, já'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-116417153430651055</id><published>2006-11-22T01:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T02:06:47.470-03:00</updated><title type='text'>coisas que atrapalham a vida</title><content type='html'>1. Sentir uma vontade de urso de comer quilos de salmão cru com wasabi mas não poder voltar ao restaurante japonês habitual, convenientemente situado a 100 metros de casa, porque foi vítima de um garçom tosco e mal-educado e saiu de lá puxada pelo marido revoltado (my knight in shiny armor), que diz que lá não põe mais os pés.&lt;br /&gt;2. Ter que mexer com contador e impostos. Pior: entender como são calculados impostos. Pior ainda: não entender o por quê de tantos impostos.&lt;br /&gt;3. Todos os frascos de perfume acabarem juntos.&lt;br /&gt;4. Reforma em apartamento.&lt;br /&gt;5. Descobrir que um pequeno inseto cometeu suicídio para virar marcador de página do livro que você está lendo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-116417153430651055?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/116417153430651055/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=116417153430651055' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/116417153430651055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/116417153430651055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2006/11/coisas-que-atrapalham-vida.html' title='coisas que atrapalham a vida'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-116230248448273482</id><published>2006-10-31T09:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T07:19:44.204-03:00</updated><title type='text'>segunda-feira à noite</title><content type='html'>1. Vinho&lt;br /&gt;2. Sardella&lt;br /&gt;3. Borat&lt;br /&gt;4. CB&lt;br /&gt;5. ****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-116230248448273482?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/116230248448273482/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=116230248448273482' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/116230248448273482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/116230248448273482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2006/10/segunda-feira-noite.html' title='segunda-feira à noite'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-115945320032686207</id><published>2006-09-28T10:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T10:20:00.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'>coisas que, apesar dos fãs, continuam boas</title><content type='html'>1. Hildegard von Bingen&lt;br /&gt;2. C. S. Lewis&lt;br /&gt;3. Michel Gondry&lt;br /&gt;4. Oscar Wilde&lt;br /&gt;5. Apple Macintosh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-115945320032686207?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/115945320032686207/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=115945320032686207' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/115945320032686207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/115945320032686207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2006/09/coisas-que-apesar-dos-fs-continuam_28.html' title='coisas que, apesar dos fãs, continuam boas'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-115926940178148506</id><published>2006-09-26T07:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T07:20:20.053-03:00</updated><title type='text'>maravilhas do design</title><content type='html'>1. Orelhas de gato&lt;br /&gt;2. A "lordose" nas costas de um gato sentado&lt;br /&gt;3. Tudo em um gato, aliás&lt;br /&gt;4. A mezzaluna da Nigella Lawson&lt;br /&gt;5. As pernas da Ana Hickmann&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-115926940178148506?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/115926940178148506/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=115926940178148506' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/115926940178148506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/115926940178148506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2006/09/maravilhas-do-design.html' title='maravilhas do design'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-115651417549805643</id><published>2006-08-25T09:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T10:22:08.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>coisas que indicam que você tem algum problema</title><content type='html'>1. Ver um simples trailer de um filme e ficar morrendo de medo a ponto de não dormir direito. Dois dias depois, rir do medo que sentiu e andar tranqüilamente pela casa com as luzes apagadas.&lt;br /&gt;2. Sentir uma fúria irracional por algo irritante e, duas horas depois, estar tranqüila como um monge tibetano, pensando que aquilo pode acontecer todos os dias que você jamais irá se importar.&lt;br /&gt;3. Fazer dieta por quase dois meses, sentir-se linda e maravilhosa, e depois (parcialmente) pôr tudo a perder comendo o que não pode (e sentir-se um monstro de quadro do Goya, claro).&lt;br /&gt;4. Falar sozinha com os pêlos rebeldes da sobrancelha, ao se olhar no espelho.&lt;br /&gt;5. Comer e adorar carne (das vacas fofinhas), frango (as pobres galinhas) e carneiro (os pobres carneirinhos!) mas sempre se recusar a comer lebre ou coelho, por pena.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-115651417549805643?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/115651417549805643/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=115651417549805643' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/115651417549805643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/115651417549805643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2006/08/coisas-que-indicam-que-voc-tem-algum_25.html' title='coisas que indicam que você tem algum problema'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-115567785711545471</id><published>2006-08-15T17:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T07:20:42.993-03:00</updated><title type='text'>pet peeves II</title><content type='html'>1. Marcia Gay Harden, sua cara de quem foi vítima de &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bullying &lt;/span&gt;na infância e todos os papéis de mulher infeliz que fez na vida.&lt;br /&gt;2. Desfile de moda, SPFW e afins. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Utter bore&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3. Migalhas de pão no pote de manteiga.&lt;br /&gt;4. Mulheres com quadris excessivamente estreitos.&lt;br /&gt;5. Homens que usam botas de &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cowboy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-115567785711545471?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/115567785711545471/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=115567785711545471' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/115567785711545471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/115567785711545471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2006/08/pet-peeves-ii.html' title='pet peeves II'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-115473309047900902</id><published>2006-08-04T19:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T19:11:30.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>coisas que gosto de comprar no supermercado</title><content type='html'>1. "Copocrem", requeijão de copo da Catupiry: não é catupiry, claro, mas tem o gosto de requeijão de copo que há muito os requeijões de copo não têm.&lt;br /&gt;2. Azeite extra virgem Olitalia. Um bom azeite; passou no teste da frigideira quente. E não é caro.&lt;br /&gt;3. Pão alemão integral (Vollkorn-brot). Carboidrato saudável é isso aí. Eu adoro o sabor azedinho do pão, com queijo cottage por cima. Ou pelo menos aprendi a gostar.&lt;br /&gt;4. Chocolate meio-amargo Villars, com 72% de cacau. Acho mais saborosa que a Excellence 70% da Lindt. Enquanto isso vou sonhando em comer uma barra de cacau chuao um dia.&lt;br /&gt;5. Maple syrup. Faça uma pilha de panquecas e divirta-se. Pena que é tão caro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-115473309047900902?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/115473309047900902/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=115473309047900902' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/115473309047900902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/115473309047900902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2006/08/coisas-que-gosto-de-comprar-no_04.html' title='coisas que gosto de comprar no supermercado'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-114948197763827990</id><published>2006-06-05T00:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T20:08:57.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>cinco pequenos prazeres</title><content type='html'>1. tirar lente de contato após um dia turbulento&lt;br /&gt;2. usar fio dental + escovar os dentes + listerine (saltitar no banheiro por causa do ardor provocado pelo listerine é imprescindível)&lt;br /&gt;3. sentir os cabelos sob a água após tirar o condicionador&lt;br /&gt;4. no frio, pegar no colo um gato quentinho e sonolento&lt;br /&gt;5. dizer ou pensar "skanky ho!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-114948197763827990?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/114948197763827990/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=114948197763827990' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114948197763827990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114948197763827990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2006/06/cinco-pequenos-prazeres.html' title='cinco pequenos prazeres'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-114835882245137030</id><published>2006-05-23T00:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T00:35:37.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>grandes megeras do mundo literário</title><content type='html'>1. Kate Minola&lt;br /&gt;2. Lillian Hellman&lt;br /&gt;3. Charlotte Haze&lt;br /&gt;4. Simone de Beauvoir&lt;br /&gt;5. eu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-114835882245137030?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/114835882245137030/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=114835882245137030' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114835882245137030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114835882245137030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2006/05/grandes-megeras-do-mundo-literrio.html' title='grandes megeras do mundo literário'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-114612475321379030</id><published>2006-04-27T03:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T07:21:45.381-03:00</updated><title type='text'>coisas consideradas chiques, mas que, né.</title><content type='html'>1. Bronzeamento artificial&lt;br /&gt;2. Adorar Gustav Klimt e pôr poster de "O Beijo" na parede&lt;br /&gt;3. Falar francês&lt;br /&gt;4. Não beber prosecco&lt;br /&gt;5. Citar como livro preferido o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finnegan's Wake&lt;/span&gt; (assim, com apóstrofo)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-114612475321379030?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/114612475321379030/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=114612475321379030' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114612475321379030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114612475321379030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2006/04/coisas-consideradas-chiques-mas-que-n.html' title='coisas consideradas chiques, mas que, né.'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-114553396639038530</id><published>2006-04-20T07:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T07:52:46.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'>terrível em homens</title><content type='html'>1. pochete&lt;br /&gt;2. meia escura com tênis e bermuda&lt;br /&gt;3. rabinho de cavalo + terno e gravata&lt;br /&gt;4. pequeno topete viadinho (é, aquele)&lt;br /&gt;5. calças e mangas compridos demais (infração aumenta em cinco pontos se o sujeito não for alto, o que dá origem ao "efeito batatinha"; quinze pontos se a roupa for cara)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-114553396639038530?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/114553396639038530/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=114553396639038530' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114553396639038530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114553396639038530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2006/04/terrvel-em-homens.html' title='terrível em homens'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-114473469469417689</id><published>2006-04-11T01:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T01:54:35.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'>self-righteous actresses</title><content type='html'>1. Susan Sarandon&lt;br /&gt;2. Natalie Portman (a atriz)&lt;br /&gt;3. Janeane Garofalo&lt;br /&gt;4. Rachel Weisz (os papéis)&lt;br /&gt;5. Sean Penn (loira)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-114473469469417689?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/114473469469417689/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=114473469469417689' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114473469469417689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114473469469417689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2006/04/self-righteous-actresses.html' title='self-righteous actresses'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-114441420221168690</id><published>2006-04-07T08:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T08:50:02.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'>coisas espalhadas pela mesa</title><content type='html'>1. tesoura para unha de gato&lt;br /&gt;2. CDs&lt;br /&gt;3. copo com aproximadamente 20ml de água&lt;br /&gt;4. chave do carro&lt;br /&gt;5. partituras&lt;br /&gt;6. guia do WoW&lt;br /&gt;7. gato preto e branco&lt;br /&gt;8. bilhete sobre comida na geladeira&lt;br /&gt;9. folha de papel com primeira lição, a lápis, de livro para aprender russo&lt;br /&gt;10. bloco de notas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-114441420221168690?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/114441420221168690/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=114441420221168690' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114441420221168690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114441420221168690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2006/04/coisas-espalhadas-pela-mesa.html' title='coisas espalhadas pela mesa'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-114434857030294490</id><published>2006-04-06T14:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T14:36:44.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'>dicionários que decepcionam (nível de decepção em asteriscos, de um a cinco)</title><content type='html'>1. Noronha (dicionário jurídico; a.k.a. Pamonha) (*****)&lt;br /&gt;2. Aurélio (***)&lt;br /&gt;3. Houaiss (****)&lt;br /&gt;4. Webster's Unabridged (**)&lt;br /&gt;5. Cambridge (todos das modalidades "learner": international, idioms etc.)&lt;br /&gt;(***)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-114434857030294490?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/114434857030294490/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=114434857030294490' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114434857030294490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114434857030294490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2006/04/dicionrios-que-decepcionam-nvel-de.html' title='dicionários que decepcionam (nível de decepção em asteriscos, de um a cinco)'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-114421153482212403</id><published>2006-04-05T00:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T01:16:39.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'>filmes para ver mais de uma vez</title><content type='html'>1. Gosford Park&lt;br /&gt;2. The Royal Tenenbaums&lt;br /&gt;3. The Apartment&lt;br /&gt;4. L .A. Confidential&lt;br /&gt;5. The Incredibles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-114421153482212403?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/114421153482212403/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=114421153482212403' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114421153482212403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114421153482212403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2006/04/filmes-para-ver-mais-de-uma-vez.html' title='filmes para ver mais de uma vez'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-114418806563019888</id><published>2006-04-04T17:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T18:01:05.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'>macarrão</title><content type='html'>1. espaguete: bolonhesa com queijo&lt;br /&gt;2. talharim: pesto&lt;br /&gt;3. fettuccine: carbonara&lt;br /&gt;4. bucatini:tomate (sem pele, ÓBVIO), azeite, manjericão&lt;br /&gt;5. pappardele: béchamel, presunto, alcaparras&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-114418806563019888?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/114418806563019888/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=114418806563019888' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114418806563019888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114418806563019888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2006/04/macarro.html' title='macarrão'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-114405226147210888</id><published>2006-04-03T04:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T04:17:41.503-04:00</updated><title type='text'>coisas que crianças costumam detestar</title><content type='html'>1. cebola&lt;br /&gt;2. queijo&lt;br /&gt;3. peixe/frutos do mar&lt;br /&gt;4. quiabo&lt;br /&gt;5. nata no leite&lt;br /&gt;6. coisas verdes (salada, ervilha, pimentão)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-114405226147210888?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/114405226147210888/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=114405226147210888' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114405226147210888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114405226147210888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2006/04/coisas-que-crianas-costumam-detestar.html' title='coisas que crianças costumam detestar'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-114384837298917108</id><published>2006-03-31T19:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T05:15:03.928-03:00</updated><title type='text'>falas do Sawyer em Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;1. Sawyer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;You know what I like about you, Mike? You've got the patience of a saint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:black;"  &gt;Michael: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yeah? Why do you say that?&lt;br /&gt;Sawyer: I've seen the way he talks to you -- the way he runs around, does whatever the hell he wants. I'd have showed him the back of my hand a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sayid: Give me the gun.&lt;br /&gt;Sawyer: Yeah, give it to Al-Jazeera, he'll protect us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Kate: What do you want, Sawyer?&lt;br /&gt;Sawyer: Freckles, I got so many answers to that question I wouldn't even know where to begin. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;4. Jack: Get up.&lt;br /&gt;Sawyer: What? You wanna see who's taller?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;5. Hoo! Boy Howdy! Doctor playin' golf! What's next? Cop eatin' a donut? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;6. Hell, give me a band-aid and a bottle of peroxide and I could run this damn island too.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;7. Sawyer: You're in my light, sticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Shannon&lt;/st1:place&gt;: Lightsticks? What the hell is that?&lt;br /&gt;Sawyer: Light, comma, sticks. As in those legs of yours. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-114384837298917108?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/114384837298917108/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=114384837298917108' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114384837298917108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114384837298917108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2006/03/falas-do-sawyer-em-lost_31.html' title='falas do Sawyer em Lost'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-114343475984410215</id><published>2006-03-27T00:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T03:29:21.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>citações idiotas de arthur koestler tiradas da wikipedia</title><content type='html'>1. "Courage is never to let your actions be influenced by your fears." (it surely takes a polymath to realize that.)&lt;br /&gt;2. "Nothing is more sad than the death of an illusion." (it surely takes a polymath to realize that too.)&lt;br /&gt;3. "Creative activity could be described as a type of learning process where teacher and pupil are located in the same individual." (like... wow.)&lt;br /&gt;4. "The most persistent sound which reverberates through man's history is the beating of war drums." (no shit!)&lt;br /&gt;5. "The more original a discovery, the more obvious it seems afterwards." (obviously a cheap face-saving remark.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-114343475984410215?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/114343475984410215/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=114343475984410215' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114343475984410215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114343475984410215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2006/03/citaes-idiotas-de-arthur-koestler.html' title='citações idiotas de arthur koestler tiradas da wikipedia'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-114335967270900142</id><published>2006-03-26T03:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T04:10:21.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>pet peeves</title><content type='html'>1. escrever "abç" ou "abs" no lugar de "abraços"&lt;br /&gt;2. escrever errado o nome da Thatcher ("Tatcher", "Thacher")&lt;br /&gt;3. piercing em gente com mais de 30 anos de idade (que não seja hindu)&lt;br /&gt;4. falar "mêo"&lt;br /&gt;5. mulher que pinta o cabelo de acaju/burgundy, esses tons vermelhos horrorosos e artificais, e depois se considera "ruiva"&lt;br /&gt;6. senhoras de pele morena que pintam o cabelo de acaju&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-114335967270900142?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/114335967270900142/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=114335967270900142' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114335967270900142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114335967270900142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2006/03/pet-peeves.html' title='pet peeves'/><author><name>Satin Strayhorn</name><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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-114335283428155167</id><published>2006-03-26T01:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T02:00:34.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'>estilistas cafonas</title><content type='html'>1. Donatella Versace&lt;br /&gt;2. Donatella Versace&lt;br /&gt;3. Donatella Versace&lt;br /&gt;4. Donatella Versace&lt;br /&gt;5. Donatella Versace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-114335283428155167?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/114335283428155167/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=114335283428155167' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114335283428155167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114335283428155167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2006/03/estilistas-cafonas.html' title='estilistas cafonas'/><author><name>Satin 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-114335242501445402</id><published>2006-03-26T01:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T00:36:11.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>melhores cafés-da-manhã</title><content type='html'>1. suco de laranja, torradas com manteiga e geléia, ovo pochê (consumir com pedacinhos de torrada)&lt;br /&gt;2. sucrilhos de chocolate com leite e rodelas de banana + café com creme ou capuccino&lt;br /&gt;3. morangos batidos com leite + torradas com queijo cottage&lt;br /&gt;4. pão na chapa com manteiga + café&lt;br /&gt;5. bolo + leite achocolatado + suco de laranja + café&lt;br /&gt;6. panquecas + suco de laranja&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-114335242501445402?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-114335038366869661</id><published>2006-03-26T01:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T01:26:04.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>coisas adoráveis nos gatos</title><content type='html'>1. as patas traseiras de coelho&lt;br /&gt;2. piscam de um jeito macio, aveludado (por isso mulheres usam cílios postiços; tentam emular gatos)&lt;br /&gt;3. as diferentes vozes que usam para falar com o dono&lt;br /&gt;4. o sono muito leve, com orelhas-radar atentas&lt;br /&gt;5. ouvir o ronronar deles, seja perto do focinho ou encostando a cabeça no peito&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-114335038366869661?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24170503.post-114335005275151754</id><published>2006-03-26T01:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T01:14:12.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>piores coisas para se lavar na louça</title><content type='html'>1. molho de tomate&lt;br /&gt;2. feijão&lt;br /&gt;3. tigela onde foi assada a ave&lt;br /&gt;4. fôrma de bolo mal untada&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-114335005275151754?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/114335005275151754/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=114335005275151754' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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em usar sandália&lt;br /&gt;2. unhas dos pés compridas (pode acabar de ter vindo da manicure, não importa; pé de mulher é para ser suave e macio, e não te dar unhada)&lt;br /&gt;3. observar atentamente a indumentária de todas as mulheres ao redor, com aquela cara típica, sem perceber que parece uma two-faced biotch&lt;br /&gt;4.bronzeado alaranjado + ar de quem vai te passar gonorréia&lt;br /&gt;5. raiz do cabelo invadindo a tintura&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-114334991603792762?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/114334991603792762/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=114334991603792762' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;2. escovar os dentes  durante o banho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24170503-114248673705802600?l=fiveormorethings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/feeds/114248673705802600/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24170503&amp;postID=114248673705802600' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114248673705802600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24170503/posts/default/114248673705802600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiveormorethings.blogspot.com/2006/03/ganhar-tempo-na-pressa.html' title='ganhar tempo na pressa'/><author><name>Satin 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