<?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-20583535</id><updated>2011-07-07T22:08:45.467+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A equiparabilidade das coisas</title><subtitle type='html'>Quando for grande quero ser uma super-heroína</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>169</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-5313100742379402568</id><published>2010-05-12T12:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T12:47:32.912+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Que bom Afonso!</title><summary type='text'>Existe um menino chamado Afonso, que como muitos outros meninos sobre de leucemia. Ele precisava de um dador de medula óssea compatível e os pais dele com muita coragem e com a ajuda dos amigos criaram um movimento enorme a nível mundial para promover a inscrição de novos dadores de medula óssea, aumentando assim as probabilidades do Afonso e outros meninos encontrarem um dador compatível. No dia</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/5313100742379402568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=5313100742379402568' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/5313100742379402568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/5313100742379402568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2010/05/que-bom-afonso.html' title='Que bom Afonso!'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-2843038658834451526</id><published>2009-11-04T17:00:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-04T17:12:14.632Z</updated><title type='text'>Magusto em Baião</title><summary type='text'>Para mais informações, consultem aqui.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/2843038658834451526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=2843038658834451526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/2843038658834451526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/2843038658834451526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2009/11/magusto-em-baiao.html' title='Magusto em Baião'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/SvG1g8n7QtI/AAAAAAAAAhI/tOi47oC9yIU/s72-c/20091102091648796576.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-3000463744665582566</id><published>2009-10-14T18:52:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T18:56:32.641+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dúvida</title><summary type='text'>Serei eu a única portuguesa que não sabe uma piada de brasileiros?!?!Tem cada pessoa mais trenga neste mundo!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/3000463744665582566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=3000463744665582566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/3000463744665582566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/3000463744665582566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2009/10/duvida.html' title='Dúvida'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-2776000837216884377</id><published>2009-10-13T00:41:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T00:47:15.114+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Explode</title><summary type='text'>Uh Huh Her. Um projecto interessante, não necessariamente inovador, mas com uma sonoridade que me agrada de uma forma estranhamente familiar. (ou não fosse eu fã de longa data dos Depeche Mode, que são deliciosamente/absolutamente mais rock...não que se possa comparar, mas atrevendo-me já a comparar, visto que me interessou tanto este Uh Huh Her)Este vídeo, assim com todos lançados por este "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/2776000837216884377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=2776000837216884377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/2776000837216884377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/2776000837216884377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2009/10/explode_13.html' title='Explode'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-4826093644500907836</id><published>2009-09-17T16:43:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T16:56:12.975+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanhã à noite, no DECA</title><summary type='text'>Amanhã, dia 18 de Setembro, realiza-se no Departamento de Comunicação e Arte, o Concerto de Laureados e de Abertura do Ano Lectivo na UA.Sob a direcção do maestro convidado André Fonseca e acompanhado pelos clarinetistas vencedores em ex-aequo da categoria D do I Concurso Nacional de Clarinete Fernando Raínho Valente do Conservatório de Música de Aveiro, Nuno Sousa e Diogo Ferreira, a Orquestra </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/4826093644500907836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=4826093644500907836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/4826093644500907836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/4826093644500907836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2009/09/amanha-noite-no-deca.html' title='Amanhã à noite, no DECA'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/SrJZg3pzaGI/AAAAAAAAAf4/L1XwAgBMUuw/s72-c/ua_1731.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-1566985880777842313</id><published>2009-09-16T22:15:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T22:21:44.422+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais info sobre a festa dos amigos e vizinhos!</title><summary type='text'>Clicar na imagem para ver no tamanho original.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/1566985880777842313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=1566985880777842313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/1566985880777842313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/1566985880777842313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2009/09/mais-info-sobre-festa-de-vizinhos-e.html' title='Mais info sobre a festa dos amigos e vizinhos!'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/SrFWzMQ0uRI/AAAAAAAAAfw/5D3BvZ49mMs/s72-c/image001.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-1580593111988337894</id><published>2009-09-15T11:53:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T12:19:45.773+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Noites Trad Folk</title><summary type='text'>Mais uma vez, para não esquecer! Hoje, terça, dia 15 de Setembro é dia sim.Noites Trad FolkDANÇA. a partir das 22h30 na sala vermelha do Mercado Negro. participação livre.    (sessões regulares no MN, sempre na primeira e terceira Terça-feira de cada mês)   Ao som de Fol&amp;ar, Naragonia, KV Express, Djal, Komred, Uxu Kalhus, entre muitos outros.Para receber mais informações referentes à Trad Folk </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/1580593111988337894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=1580593111988337894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/1580593111988337894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/1580593111988337894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2009/09/noites-trad-folk.html' title='Noites Trad Folk'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/Sq93wZ6PhKI/AAAAAAAAAfg/akI5IaB1j7M/s72-c/Noites+Trad+Folk+-+Mercado+Negro+I.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-8069396918465511886</id><published>2009-09-09T19:30:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T22:18:39.061+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Desde Aveiro até Ovar</title><summary type='text'>Olá pessoal!Já ouviram falar da Festa dos Amigos e Vizinhos? É um acontecimento organizado por boa gente de Ovar e Aveiro. As festividades decorrem ao longo de vários dias e contam com eventos muito variados...para todos os gostos!Tudo se baseia na comemoração dos 250 anos da cidade de Aveiro. Os cidadãos, associações e outros agentes culturais foram convidados a promover um viagem pela história </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/8069396918465511886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=8069396918465511886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/8069396918465511886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/8069396918465511886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2009/09/em-aveiro.html' title='Desde Aveiro até Ovar'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/Sq4t4AvN1EI/AAAAAAAAAfY/pUrrLMg0XbQ/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-7770355478891323142</id><published>2009-09-07T19:35:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:00:33.866+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Um presente que chegou ao seu destino</title><summary type='text'>Num instanteNum instante,De um lugar distante, ele chegou assim.Me viu como eu sou,Foi-se aproximando de mim.E sem saber, logo me roubou.Fiquei presa àquele olhar,Ao sorriso, às conversas.Ele me deixou  a sonharNum instante fiquei às avessas.Um sentimento transcendenteCresceu, levou ao desejo.A vontade ficou mais quente,Num instante surgiu o beijo.Agarrou-se à minha alma,Me desfez da minha </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/SqVS-lLlCnI/AAAAAAAAAew/CvWcdhY8gnk/s72-c/luis+e+sara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-7689485378274978403</id><published>2009-09-01T18:35:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T19:12:58.854+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E-mail</title><summary type='text'>Recebi este texto por e-mail...uma daquelas correntes.Procurei o google mais informação e o mesmo texto foi publicado no blog da Amnistia Internacional...não sei se é verídico, mas que devia ser, devia.A situação que se segue aconteceu num vôo da British Airways, entreJoanesburgo (África do Sul) e Londres.Uma mulher (branca), de aproximadamente 50 anos, chegou ao seu lugar emclasse económica e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-5187059122028833225</id><published>2009-06-03T18:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T18:41:26.550+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Está a chegar!</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/5187059122028833225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=5187059122028833225' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/5187059122028833225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/5187059122028833225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2009/06/esta-chegar.html' title='Está a chegar!'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/Sia1tytfzrI/AAAAAAAAAbo/8oQ669ofFjM/s72-c/Picture1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-42224835253629215</id><published>2009-02-06T17:02:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-06T17:02:46.138Z</updated><title type='text'>Coisas que acontecem</title><summary type='text'>Lalalalalala :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/42224835253629215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=42224835253629215' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/42224835253629215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/42224835253629215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2009/02/coisas-que-acontecem.html' title='Coisas que acontecem'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-3106246595469388613</id><published>2009-01-13T17:55:00.009Z</published><updated>2009-01-15T14:47:01.053Z</updated><title type='text'>Noites Trad Folk</title><summary type='text'>           Terça 13 - em AveiroDANÇA. a partir das 22h30 na sala vermelha do Mercado Negro. participação livre.(sessões regulares no MN, sempre na primeira e terceira Terça-feira de cada mês)ao som deNaragonia. Stéphane Delicq. Zef. Benoit Guerbigny. At-tambur. Minuit Guibolles. Duo Milleret-Pignol. Tapage. Djal. KV Expresse . Uxu Kalhus. Komred. Tref. Dites 34. Didier Laloy. Vach'intong. Trio </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/3106246595469388613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=3106246595469388613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/3106246595469388613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/3106246595469388613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2009/01/noites-trad-folk.html' title='Noites Trad Folk'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-2822219400986476908</id><published>2009-01-07T18:29:00.008Z</published><updated>2009-01-15T14:50:29.867Z</updated><title type='text'>Janeiro em Aveiro</title><summary type='text'>Atenção pessoal do blog!E assim começa o ano por Aveiro:muito trabalho, muita disposição para trabalhar e um bom cartaz cultural a acompanhar.Os que já fuçaram no Portal de Aveiro, sabem que por lá se fala de tudo o que importa saber. Agora só para relembrar algumas coisas interessantes: a partir de amanhã, dia 8, até dia 12 temos as lindas festas de São Gonçalinho...uma boa maneira de exorcizar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/2822219400986476908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=2822219400986476908' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/2822219400986476908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/2822219400986476908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2009/01/janeiro-em-aveiro.html' title='Janeiro em Aveiro'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/SWT2HXsR0FI/AAAAAAAAATc/0fiteW57o9E/s72-c/s%C3%A3o+gon%C3%A7alinho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-6984854240042472798</id><published>2009-01-04T19:31:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-01-04T19:31:54.269Z</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><summary type='text'>Oi</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/6984854240042472798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=6984854240042472798' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/6984854240042472798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/6984854240042472798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-5179533777138736556</id><published>2008-11-27T00:37:00.010Z</published><updated>2009-01-04T19:36:33.247Z</updated><title type='text'>Fim de semana</title><summary type='text'>Oi pessoal! E que tal umas dicas musicais para quem passar o fim de semana em Aveiro?Para sexta: um pezinho de dança no bar do Teatro Aveirense, com os Bailebúrdia.Para sábado: 2 hipóteses1) Deolinda, 29 de Novembro de 2008, no Teatro Aveirense, às 21:30 (10€ paguei eu pelo meu bilhete)ou2) XII noite de Serenatas Femininas 2008, na Aula Magna da Reitoria de Aveiro. (na sexta há fados no Museu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/5179533777138736556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=5179533777138736556' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/5179533777138736556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/5179533777138736556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2008/11/fim-de-semana.html' title='Fim de semana'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/SS3xU2EpHBI/AAAAAAAAAS0/NnvBLeEADEQ/s72-c/Baileburdia+2008+nov+28+Teatro+Aveirense.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-3353333365377887389</id><published>2008-11-19T15:52:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-08T14:40:24.733Z</updated><title type='text'>Pensamentos soltos sobre mim</title><summary type='text'>Ontem fui ver o mar.Estava calmo...ao reflexo do sol de Outono, a água brilhava. Os pescadores puxavam os barcos, vagarosos. Não se ouviam ala-arribas...não se ouvia correria...O mar fitou-me longamento até conseguir que eu desviasse o olhar. E conseguiu, aliás, como sempre. Falou baixinho mas desta vez não decifrei o que dizia...Fiquei na sua companhia, mas não falamos como de costume...ouvi o </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/3353333365377887389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=3353333365377887389' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/3353333365377887389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/3353333365377887389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2008/11/pensamentos-soltos-sobre-mim.html' title='Pensamentos soltos sobre mim'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-928565700831280794</id><published>2008-08-19T16:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T16:31:43.750+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"Cotidiano"</title><summary type='text'>Todo o dia ela faz tudo sempre igual...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/928565700831280794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=928565700831280794' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/928565700831280794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/928565700831280794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2008/08/cotidiano.html' title='&quot;Cotidiano&quot;'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-2464341189575165176</id><published>2008-07-18T20:18:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T20:56:31.608+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Voltando à poesia</title><summary type='text'>Oi pessoal do Blog!Lembram-se da história do poeta desconhecido?Para conhecerem o contexto da história, cliquem aqui, e para conhecerem os poemas dele que postei por cá, cliquem aqui!Mesmo sem a autorização dele, eu coloquei-os aqui no blog, porque achava que palavras tão bonitas não podiam ficar por aí perdidas, e depois, porque eu tenho um carinho especial por poetas :)Este poeta não escrevia </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/2464341189575165176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=2464341189575165176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/2464341189575165176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/2464341189575165176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2008/07/voltando-poesia.html' title='Voltando à poesia'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-3203212086915810774</id><published>2008-07-12T22:39:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:28:27.196Z</updated><title type='text'>Fotos por aí</title><summary type='text'>Forte da Berlenga. Portugal</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/3203212086915810774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=3203212086915810774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/3203212086915810774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/3203212086915810774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2008/07/fotos-por.html' title='Fotos por aí'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/SHklzOXwJwI/AAAAAAAAANY/7BZx2Q9-KCc/s72-c/Picture1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-1676413015494311160</id><published>2008-07-12T17:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T17:37:30.347+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sally's song</title><summary type='text'>Ontem vi outra vez o "Estranho Mundo de Jack" com o meu sobrinho :)(...)"And does he notice my feelings for him?And will he see how much he means to me?I think it's not to be...And will we ever end up together?no, I think not, it's never to becomeFor I am not the one"Danny ElfmanOriginal Soundtrack "The Nightmare Before Christmas"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/1676413015494311160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=1676413015494311160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/1676413015494311160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/1676413015494311160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2008/07/sallys-song.html' title='Sally&apos;s song'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-7962341467259454984</id><published>2008-07-08T12:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T12:16:31.923+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Foguete</title><summary type='text'>Fiiiiiiii...PUM!Cheguei! :p</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/7962341467259454984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=7962341467259454984' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/7962341467259454984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/7962341467259454984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2008/07/foguete.html' title='Foguete'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-1356049201041211705</id><published>2008-06-17T18:39:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T18:43:15.052+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ecólogos filósofos</title><summary type='text'>“This paper will have made a contribution if it causes any reader to stop and think about something different.”In MEPS 304: 297-302Intertidal ecologists work in the ‘gap’ between marine and terrestrial ecologyAntony J. Underwood, 2005</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/1356049201041211705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=1356049201041211705' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/1356049201041211705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/1356049201041211705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2008/06/eclogos-filsofos.html' title='Ecólogos filósofos'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-8034093445040351546</id><published>2008-06-16T19:35:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T19:36:38.845+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoje:</title><summary type='text'>Confortável na minha esquizofrenia mais ou menos pontual :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/8034093445040351546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=8034093445040351546' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/8034093445040351546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/8034093445040351546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2008/06/hoje.html' title='Hoje:'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-7148842129466403169</id><published>2008-06-10T14:06:00.013+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T18:51:54.974Z</updated><title type='text'>Não me importo...vezes 6</title><summary type='text'>O desafio foi lançado, e eu disse que respondia. A Marina quer saber seis coisinhas com que não me importe...ou seja...seis coisinhas que não importam :) interessante este desafio para entendermos como às vezes somos mesquinhos com coisas sem importância!Ao contrário da Marineide, eu acho bem fácil falar das coisas que nos importam...é tão fácil reclamar e ouvir alguém reclamar heheAs coisas que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/7148842129466403169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=7148842129466403169' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/7148842129466403169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/7148842129466403169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-me-importovezes-6.html' title='Não me importo...vezes 6'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-2542817777127814188</id><published>2008-06-06T13:42:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:28:27.402Z</updated><title type='text'>Mais Andanças 2008</title><summary type='text'>People,o cartaz do Andanças já saiu, e as datas também!Este encontro anual de diversidade decorrerá entre 4 e 10 de Agosto de 2008 (vai ser um calor de morrer!!!) em Carvalhais, como sempre.Aqui fica o cartaz...para ver maior é só clicar.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/2542817777127814188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=2542817777127814188' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/2542817777127814188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/2542817777127814188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2008/06/mais-andanas-2008.html' title='Mais Andanças 2008'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/SEk4JiPqUzI/AAAAAAAAAMc/t_9-588tJqQ/s72-c/cartazandan%C3%A7as2008_vertical.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-1513900218199185588</id><published>2008-06-03T13:56:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T13:58:43.614+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Andanças 2008</title><summary type='text'>Pessoal, pessoal, inscrevam-se para voluntariado! Só até 10 de Junho, aqui!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/1513900218199185588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=1513900218199185588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/1513900218199185588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/1513900218199185588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2008/06/andanas-2008.html' title='Andanças 2008'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-2704664896037011693</id><published>2008-05-18T19:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:28:27.524Z</updated><title type='text'>Espreitar em Olinda</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/2704664896037011693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=2704664896037011693' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/2704664896037011693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/2704664896037011693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2008/05/espreitar-em-olinda.html' title='Espreitar em Olinda'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/SDB5xIrcV3I/AAAAAAAAALk/wfqqbWXfEgw/s72-c/olhares.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-4573452054085525967</id><published>2008-05-12T19:50:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T18:57:12.658+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoje</title><summary type='text'>Hoje, estou doente.Duas vezes doente: doente da barriguinha, e "homesick".É o meu "Fado menor, meu castigo/Meu pecado originalQue trago sempre comigo/Sem ter feito nenhum mal".É o fado, o destino de todo o Tuga. A Saudade! O coração dividido ao meio por uma guitarra de 12 cordas e uma voz. Por um pedaço de terra verde que toca uma imensidão de azul. Por ti Portugal, o meu fado."Fado negro, Fado </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/4573452054085525967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=4573452054085525967' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/4573452054085525967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/4573452054085525967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2008/05/hoje.html' title='Hoje'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-2675858678201845930</id><published>2008-04-16T17:45:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T17:49:27.226+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor</title><summary type='text'>Será que o amor existe mesmo?Se existe deve ser como o ar...quando olhamos distraidos, nem o vemos! Mas sem ele... vcs já sabem ;)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/2675858678201845930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=2675858678201845930' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/2675858678201845930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/2675858678201845930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2008/04/amor.html' title='Amor'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-7336001999078204637</id><published>2008-04-06T15:25:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T15:04:21.889+01:00</updated><title type='text'>As lentes determinam como vemos o mundo?</title><summary type='text'>Ultimamente, tenho pensado sobre a forma como cada um de nós vê a mesma questão antropológica de um ângulo diferente. O que é perfeitamente normal devido à diversidade humana!Por exemplo, ao analisarmos um grupo de pessoas (com mais ou menos preconceitos) tendemos a tirar conclusões precipitadas, e a generalizar aspectos que não são necessariamente tão importantes e tão descritivos do grupo. Daí,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/7336001999078204637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=7336001999078204637' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/7336001999078204637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/7336001999078204637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2008/04/as-lentes-determinam-como-vemos-o-mundo.html' title='As lentes determinam como vemos o mundo?'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-5506719265587326159</id><published>2008-03-12T20:29:00.007Z</published><updated>2008-06-13T15:05:43.515+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quem sou eu</title><summary type='text'>Sabem aqueles testezinhos de personalidade que se encontram pela internet, do género "What color are you?" ou "If you were a Disney character you would be..." ou "What kind of kiss are you?" ou ainda "If you were an animal you would be..."? Eu acho bem angraçados, porque somos levados a nos avaliarmos de maneiras que nunca tínhamos pensado antes.:)Claro que os resultados são sempre diferentes se </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/5506719265587326159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=5506719265587326159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/5506719265587326159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/5506719265587326159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2008/03/sabem-aqueles-testezinhos-de.html' title='Quem sou eu'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-33742511255024904</id><published>2008-02-27T19:12:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:28:27.787Z</updated><title type='text'>Miudezas</title><summary type='text'>Pequena inspiraçãoQuem me dera a pequenez!Ser criança para brincar ao esconde--Esconde (-te). 1, 2, 3 Salva todos!Rir, saltar, correr...– O último é burro!Primas! Zeras! – Quem se livra és mesmo tu.Tocar as nuvens e beber as gotas de chuva.Dançar é divertido :)– Vem jogar. Não me apanhas, nanananana...Um dó li tá. Pim pam pum, cada bola mata um– Quando eu for grande...(suspiro)O pequeno sonho </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/33742511255024904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=33742511255024904' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/33742511255024904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/33742511255024904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2008/02/miudezas.html' title='Miudezas'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/R8cqQt4TZtI/AAAAAAAAAHo/TdBx6ufOxzg/s72-c/blog.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-6500158688394139336</id><published>2008-02-22T03:38:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:28:27.985Z</updated><title type='text'>"Da morta fez rainha porque é louco. Porque é amante e rei e português"</title><summary type='text'>Desta vez um post grande, em troca de um amor imenso. Maior que reis, maior que Portugal. O amor desvairado, ensanguentado, eternizado: Pedro e Inês.A históriaEra uma vez, há muito tempo, um jovem príncipe, que se chamava Pedro. O seu pai era D. Afonso IV, Rei de Portugal e obrigou-o a casar-se com D. Constança de Castela, assegurando a estabilidade política entre os dois países.Mas D. Constança </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/6500158688394139336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=6500158688394139336' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/6500158688394139336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/6500158688394139336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2008/02/da-morta-fez-rainha-porque-louco-porque.html' title='&quot;Da morta fez rainha porque é louco. Porque é amante e rei e português&quot;'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/R75EFd4TZrI/AAAAAAAAAHY/LAyih5rYDRU/s72-c/grave_decisions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-6700015928301341966</id><published>2008-01-29T00:37:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-01-29T00:37:53.929Z</updated><title type='text'>A very powerful ad</title><summary type='text'>Não consegui ficar indiferente</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/6700015928301341966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=6700015928301341966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/6700015928301341966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/6700015928301341966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2008/01/very-powerful-ad.html' title='A very powerful ad'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-205696809010659086</id><published>2008-01-17T16:37:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:28:28.475Z</updated><title type='text'>Vim para cá trabalhar!</title><summary type='text'>Oi gente!Já há bués que não actualizo o meu blog...desculpa blog, foi sem querer!Uma das razões da minha ausência, foi a mudança do laboratório do meu orientador e minha também! Vim parar ao Cebimar da Usp! Um lugar super aborrecido e nada bonito :pFiquem com duas fotos daqui:Os laboratóriosA vista da biblioteca Por hoje fico por aqui!Abraços, beijos e sorrisos (esta roubei do Bruninho)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/205696809010659086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=205696809010659086' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/205696809010659086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/205696809010659086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2008/01/vim-para-c-trabalhar.html' title='Vim para cá trabalhar!'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/R4-IEUI9CWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/n0O8JN6vNJg/s72-c/035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-2598188383617517489</id><published>2007-12-14T18:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-14T18:58:41.652Z</updated><title type='text'>Bom dia para amar</title><summary type='text'>Para os filhos, para os irmãos, os amigos, os apaixonados...Já lhe disseste que gostas dela?:)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/2598188383617517489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=2598188383617517489' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/2598188383617517489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/2598188383617517489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/12/bom-dia-para-amar.html' title='Bom dia para amar'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-2937409899472206084</id><published>2007-10-25T18:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T19:00:46.424+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A poesia é ridícula</title><summary type='text'>Tutuuuu! Encarreiram-se as letras.                                        Irmãs, primas e vizinhas,                                                            Todas em grande frenesim,                                                     Contentes vão, alinhadinhas...                                                Marcham eufóricas,  com blush carmim                                              E </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/2937409899472206084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=2937409899472206084' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/2937409899472206084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/2937409899472206084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/10/poesia-ridcula.html' title='A poesia é ridícula'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-5981177546011751783</id><published>2007-10-18T16:17:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T16:17:41.664+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Da velhinha Europa nasce o som</title><summary type='text'>Quero um menino que me ensine a dançar mazurka, só para mim! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/5981177546011751783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=5981177546011751783' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/5981177546011751783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/5981177546011751783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/10/da-velhinha-europa-nasce-o-som_18.html' title='Da velhinha Europa nasce o som'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-3594995834894668859</id><published>2007-10-08T15:53:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T15:11:52.268+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sol</title><summary type='text'>Bom dia, meu amor, Sol.Como sorridente me vens despertar,Do descanso dos medrosos bravosDe pés pequenos, que começas a beijar.Bom dia, meu amado, Sol.Em teu abraço me percoE começo a ser felizPor não encontrar a saídaDe tão intrincada matrizOnde, alegre, deixo a minha vida.Bom dia, Sol, meu amado.Que suave toque é esse?Aproximas-te desconfiadoNem mostras o poder que teceO astro mais adorado,Que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/3594995834894668859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=3594995834894668859' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/3594995834894668859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/3594995834894668859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/10/sol.html' title='Sol'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-7861532105409314217</id><published>2007-10-05T18:52:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T17:14:56.025+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Poesia</title><summary type='text'>Percorre lentamente a sua peleClara, deambulando pelos seus sinaisQue marcam o destino dele,Feito de amor e desejos carnais.Exausto e ofegante,Descansa no seu colo(.) Quente,Recupera da corrida estonteanteE acalma-se lentamente.Bebe-lhe o sorriso arrebatado.Mergulha nos seu olhos fundosE curiosos, que investigam o ladoLunar, escondido de outros mundos.Pára nos seus cabelos cheirosos,Que caem da </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/7861532105409314217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=7861532105409314217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/7861532105409314217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/7861532105409314217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/10/poesia.html' title='Poesia'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-7623512042957675312</id><published>2007-10-04T22:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T23:01:18.490+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Leia por sua conta e risco</title><summary type='text'>Depois de um post tão deprimente, um que é uma porcaria!Então, eu queria actualizar o blog...com algo bonito, profundo...Ultimamente, tenho andado muito pela poesia, e não ficava nada mal, um dos poemas que escrevi nos últimos dias...mas, deixei-o em casa no portátil...sou mesmo croma!Depois, "Piadas sem piada" é a rubrica mais morta e enterrada da blogosfera...qq dia ela volta, mas só com piadas</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/7623512042957675312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=7623512042957675312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/7623512042957675312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/7623512042957675312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/10/leia-por-sua-conta-e-risco.html' title='Leia por sua conta e risco'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-1845453156813327630</id><published>2007-10-03T15:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T16:07:58.175+01:00</updated><title type='text'>19 de Outubro</title><summary type='text'>OK, sei que este post pode parecer uma palhaçada, mas aqui vai...Um médium previu que dia 19 de Outubro irira cair um avião na Avenida Paulista (em São Paulo). É uma previsão assustadora e gostaria de poder fazer alguma coisa, mas acho que se calhar até postar isto é errado, porque há coisas que simplesmente devem acontecer.De qualquer maneria, conto não estar em São Paulo nesse fim de semana e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/1845453156813327630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=1845453156813327630' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/1845453156813327630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/1845453156813327630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/10/19-de-outubro.html' title='19 de Outubro'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-8239122149989051228</id><published>2007-09-18T13:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T22:38:01.781+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Para Renato</title><summary type='text'>Todos nós temos o nosso Principezinho, que num dia de sol, no deserto, nos pede para lhe desenharmos uma ovelha. O maravilhoso absurdo que parece fazer todo o sentido. Uma ovelha!Se eu já encontrei o meu Principezinho, é concerteza o Renato :)Para ti, com muito carinho, um bocadinho das minhas palavras (pequeninas, confusas, tímidas). Palavras que são o que são, e significam o que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/8239122149989051228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=8239122149989051228' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/8239122149989051228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/8239122149989051228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/09/para-renato.html' title='Para Renato'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-6803614347236943009</id><published>2007-09-17T16:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T16:45:01.793+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento do dia</title><summary type='text'>Não importa se não falas a mesma língua.Importa é que fales a mesma linguagem. A linguagem do amor.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/6803614347236943009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=6803614347236943009' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/6803614347236943009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/6803614347236943009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/09/pensamento-do-dia.html' title='Pensamento do dia'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-5025222178651874828</id><published>2007-09-06T13:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:28:29.048Z</updated><title type='text'>Família ONU</title><summary type='text'>Digam lá se não tamos lindos?Sou ou não sou uma grande artista? heheDa esquerda para a direita: Sara Portuguesa, Evandro Bill, Renato Valeta, Bruno Sayão. Somos nós! Lindos!A nossa república chama-se O NU International e por enquanto contam-se como nações participantes: Brasil, Portugal, Equador, Angola e Índia!Estes meninos são a minha família aqui e eu adoro-os! São super hiper mega ri-fixe de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/5025222178651874828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=5025222178651874828' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/5025222178651874828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/5025222178651874828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/09/famlia-onu.html' title='Família ONU'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/Rt_4KcSU8tI/AAAAAAAAAG0/hQLQxK586zU/s72-c/familia+onu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-4962823164848864857</id><published>2007-08-25T17:43:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:14:28.608Z</updated><title type='text'>O Rapaz da bicicleta</title><summary type='text'>Corre capuchinho, correVem aí o teu querido lobo, malvadoFica, capuchinho, ficaEle não te quer mal, coitadoEnamora-se pelos teus olhosSob a altivez da alvoradaSob a chuva que cai, miudinha...Convida-te a seres sua amada.Agarra-te a mão, debaixo da capaRouba-te o coração...Com um beijo atrapalhadoPrega-te ao chão.As últimas estrelas espreitam.Curiosas, sussurram ais.Muda-se o tempo e o espaço,São </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/4962823164848864857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=4962823164848864857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/4962823164848864857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/4962823164848864857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/08/o-rapaz-da-bicicleta.html' title='O Rapaz da bicicleta'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-7324811804035388548</id><published>2007-08-22T13:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T13:43:51.977+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ivetê, Ivetê...</title><summary type='text'>Meu Deus....a mulher é um furacão! Ainda estou em transe! Até me custa respirar quando penso no concerto dela...Foi no sábado, o concerto da Ivete Sangalo aqui em São Vicente, e eu queria escrever um post longo, cheio de elogios, mas acho que ainda não me consigo pronunciar. Fiquei sem palavras :-oAdorei!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/7324811804035388548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=7324811804035388548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/7324811804035388548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/7324811804035388548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/08/ivet-ivet.html' title='Ivetê, Ivetê...'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-93735691693770576</id><published>2007-08-14T19:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T22:43:32.156+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O Assovio</title><summary type='text'>Os Novos BoémiosTico-tico no FubáOs poetas, encontram-se nos lugares mais inesperados. Este, encontrei por acaso (ou talvez nao..).Para ler ao som desta bela música, uma das suas criações mais simples e mais bonita :)PS: Tirei a música, porque já me tava a passar com a microsoft, por causa da licença e o car****! Mas é bonita na mesma!O AssovioUm dia o vento começou a assoviarE para delírios os </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/93735691693770576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=93735691693770576' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/93735691693770576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/93735691693770576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/08/o-assovio.html' title='O Assovio'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-5380002942439321294</id><published>2007-08-10T18:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T18:28:43.605+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mudar a sua vida em 2 semanas</title><summary type='text'>Parece que é hoje que vou descobrir o que é um luau.O Valetinha vai levar-me ao luau da "Facu" e tou com dúvidas existenciais acerca do que vestir...opto pelos jeans e t-shirt, que fica sempre bem, espero eu :DSinto-me um extraterrestre..."Tinham-me dito, que às vezes faz sofrer. Mas a dor que sentia, não me doía, dava prazer!" As pessoas, os sorrisos, o trabalho, a descoberta...é tudo tão </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/5380002942439321294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=5380002942439321294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/5380002942439321294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/5380002942439321294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/08/mudar-sua-vida-em-2-semanas.html' title='Mudar a sua vida em 2 semanas'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-403468270728100671</id><published>2007-07-31T03:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:28:29.247Z</updated><title type='text'>No Barsiu</title><summary type='text'>Cheguei!Correu tudo bem, a viagem foi sem sobressaltos...patati, patatá, mas vamos ao que realmente interessa: Sim, está a ser fantástico :)Fui super bem recebida! Nossa, o pessoal é muito legal! Bonitinho...lol já estou a apanhar o jeito de falar :DDepois do aperto no coração da despedida, depois do receio todo de chegar a um país do terceiro mundo...a calma! Hmm, é tão bom respirar o ar de um </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/403468270728100671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=403468270728100671' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/403468270728100671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/403468270728100671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/07/no-barsiu.html' title='No Barsiu'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/Rq6mAMZHqEI/AAAAAAAAAGs/mLXbEcbPjMs/s72-c/002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-6101613644114672157</id><published>2007-07-24T01:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T01:41:00.031+01:00</updated><title type='text'>7 e 7 são 14, com mais 7, 21. Tenho 7 namorados e não gosto de nenhum.</title><summary type='text'>O desafio foi lançado pela Lili, e finalmente aqui vai a resposta!7 vezes 7 coisas sobre mim...será que isto ainda se pode tornar interessante? A ver vamos:I- O que tenho de fazer antes de morrer:1 - Visitar o Taj Mahal :) sou uma romântica incurável...2 - Dançar mazurka toda a noite3 - Apaixonar-me :) , um dia ainda acontece!4 - Aprender alemão, russo, chinês, espanhol...etc.5 - Usar tacões sem </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/6101613644114672157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=6101613644114672157' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/6101613644114672157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/6101613644114672157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/07/7-e-7-so-14-com-mais-7-21-tenho-7.html' title='7 e 7 são 14, com mais 7, 21. Tenho 7 namorados e não gosto de nenhum.'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-6817602872987334145</id><published>2007-07-07T01:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T10:01:28.926+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amo-te Rui</title><summary type='text'>Vim agora de um concerto do Rui Veloso e fiquei apaixonada!O homem é demais!Já o considerava um virtuoso da voz, mas agora subiu uns dez pontos e tb o considero um virtuoso da guitarra. Com uma garra que já não via há algum tempo em cima do palco, ele reinventa todas as suas músicas mais velhinhas e gastas. Dá-lhes lustro e ficam amorosas, delicadas, geniais!A qualidade superou qq expectativa! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/6817602872987334145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=6817602872987334145' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/6817602872987334145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/6817602872987334145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/07/amo-te-rui.html' title='Amo-te Rui'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-959301386247689934</id><published>2007-07-05T19:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:28:30.152Z</updated><title type='text'>As 5 melhores  fotos da visita da Andreia e Eva (por ordem alfabética) a Padova :) - parte 3</title><summary type='text'>5, 6, 7, que diferença faz!? Eu sei contar...às vezes esqueço-me...mas é de propósito! hehehePrometo que esta terceira parte é mesmo a última! A trilogia chega ao fim! :DApreciem :pEsq. - Os fenomenais uhuhuhuhuhuh...já sei namorar! Foi um sucesso :DDir. - Em Verona, as poses continuaram...verdadeiras turistas apanhadas completamente despercebidas hihihi Sim, esta montra era importante e não </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/959301386247689934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=959301386247689934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/959301386247689934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/959301386247689934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/07/as-5-melhores-fotos-da-visita-da.html' title='As 5 melhores  fotos da visita da Andreia e Eva (por ordem alfabética) a Padova :) - parte 3'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/Ro036FSC0WI/AAAAAAAAAF0/tv6ngmOsfog/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-7515041085770105660</id><published>2007-07-02T18:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:28:30.313Z</updated><title type='text'>Última aula de dança tradicional europeia</title><summary type='text'>Olá pessoal do blog!Amanhã, terça-feira temos a última aula de dança! Às 21:00 em ponto!!Parece que para quem aparecer vai haver uma pequena surpresa :) o que será? o que será?Bem, eu tou curiosa, por isso vou mesmo tentar ir!Beijinhos a quem parou por aqui hoje e já agora liguem as colunas! A musiquinha que tenho ali na barra lateral é simplesmente linda! :) E podem sempre pegar na pessoa que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/7515041085770105660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=7515041085770105660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/7515041085770105660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/7515041085770105660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/07/ltima-aula-de-dana-tradicional-europeia.html' title='Última aula de dança tradicional europeia'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/Roov3VSC0VI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Vmai4gv6JRA/s72-c/P1010041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-1570653613845005672</id><published>2007-06-25T21:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:28:30.485Z</updated><title type='text'>De partida...e agora de regresso, e agora de partida...</title><summary type='text'> University of LeedsHá uns anos, alguém me dizia que a pior sensação de todas é aquela de nunca chegar, de estar sempre a partir. Não ter um sítio ao qual chamar "lar".Sabem que dos marinheiros costuma dizer-se que não têm nação, nem lar, nem família...que são de todo o lado? E os biólogos marinhos são também um pouco "marinheiros".... Como manter a sanidade, então?Acho que a única maneira é não </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/1570653613845005672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=1570653613845005672' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/1570653613845005672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/1570653613845005672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/06/de-partidae-agora-de-regresso-e-agora.html' title='De partida...e agora de regresso, e agora de partida...'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/RoA0-YFIdmI/AAAAAAAAAFc/lfQBvhIuhXU/s72-c/073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-3719246897471283446</id><published>2007-06-15T15:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:28:30.636Z</updated><title type='text'>De partida</title><summary type='text'>Amanhã começa a mini aventura. :)Vou para Inglaterra (ai que nervos!) fazer uma mini presentation sobre os meus meninos! Para meia dúzia de pessoas, é verdade, mas para um público bastante informado sobre ambiente profundos. Vai ser demais :DO nervoso miudinho já se faz sentir por estes lados :s mas vai tudo correr bem, acho eu!Vai ser altamente! A Luciana foi bué simpática e dá-me estadia em </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/3719246897471283446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=3719246897471283446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/3719246897471283446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/3719246897471283446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/06/de-partida.html' title='De partida'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/Rnqu4IFIdlI/AAAAAAAAAFU/C1K_WkekIU8/s72-c/Bythograea+crabs+06_12_2006+057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-6385807061852416809</id><published>2007-06-12T23:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:28:30.828Z</updated><title type='text'>Andanças 2007</title><summary type='text'> O Andanças já tem cartaz para este ano! E site tb :)Pois é...bonito, como sempre :)Sobre o Andanças: não há muito a dizer, para além de ser o melhor festival de Verão :DA diversidade é...é essencial!Eu, mais uma vez falho! Não vou! Pronto, é oficial...não vou, não posso ir :( buuuu...É por uma boa causa: vou estagiar para a Universidade Estadual Paulista e tenho de estar lá dia 30 de Julho. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/6385807061852416809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=6385807061852416809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/6385807061852416809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/6385807061852416809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/06/andanas-2007.html' title='Andanças 2007'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/Rm8fm4FIdjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/j8VBSrrR4NA/s72-c/cartazandancas2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-3658006339892292530</id><published>2007-06-08T14:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:28:32.055Z</updated><title type='text'>As 5 melhores blablabla - parte 2</title><summary type='text'>5?!?! Pronto, eu sei que tenho de aprender a contar outra vez...:sCá vão mais 5 (ou não) a pedido da minina Ebah.Desta vez só com as mochilas italianas :D lindas de morrer...hihihiJá tou a ver que terei de fazer uma parte 3 :) "só" tenho mais 23 fotos escolhidas, e foi com muita dificuldade!PS: sugiro uma votação pá mochila mais pimba, mais colorida, mais estilosa, mais foleira...pronto, para a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/3658006339892292530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=3658006339892292530' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/3658006339892292530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/3658006339892292530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/06/as-5-melhoresparte2.html' title='As 5 melhores blablabla - parte 2'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/Rmle5YFIdYI/AAAAAAAAADs/aXmLY1vGa3A/s72-c/Imagem+167.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-5936565987849467014</id><published>2007-06-05T18:29:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:28:32.360Z</updated><title type='text'>Boas novas :)</title><summary type='text'> O preço ainda não é certo, mas deve ser por volta de 4€ com direito a uma bebida. Fixe, ah?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/5936565987849467014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=5936565987849467014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/5936565987849467014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/5936565987849467014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/06/boas-novas.html' title='Boas novas :)'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/RmWdsoFIdUI/AAAAAAAAADM/2gPr1LHnz08/s72-c/barUAaveiromosca.jpe' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-1492128624091271514</id><published>2007-06-04T12:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:28:33.798Z</updated><title type='text'>As 5 melhores  fotos da visita da Andreia e Eva (por ordem alfabética) a Padova :)</title><summary type='text'>Já ouviram dizer que recordar é viver?Proponho às duas meninas que encheram o meu coração em Dezembro de 2005 a recordar 5 momentos maravilhosos...dos 5000 (se calhar foram mais) momentos maravilhosos que vivemos naqueles dias frios, gelados, nublados, já disse frios?...brrrr...Aqui vai...eu não resisto a partir-me a rir!Ah, é verdade, quero uma cópia do diário de bordo :)PS: Eu sei que não </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/1492128624091271514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=1492128624091271514' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/1492128624091271514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/1492128624091271514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/06/as-5-melhores-fotos-da-visita-da.html' title='As 5 melhores  fotos da visita da Andreia e Eva (por ordem alfabética) a Padova :)'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/RmP5WUghdAI/AAAAAAAAACc/6CTU3OsQjqY/s72-c/Imagem+224.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-7190211235923276159</id><published>2007-06-01T19:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:28:33.946Z</updated><title type='text'>Danças tradicionais em Águeda</title><summary type='text'>Era tão fixe ter um popó! :)PS: Se não conseguires ver, clica na imáge, que fica mais grande! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/7190211235923276159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=7190211235923276159' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/7190211235923276159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/7190211235923276159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/06/danas-tradicionais-em-gueda.html' title='Danças tradicionais em Águeda'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/RmBklUghc_I/AAAAAAAAACU/s_n26cwqQRc/s72-c/image1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-5829135786349322837</id><published>2007-05-31T01:50:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:15:46.292Z</updated><title type='text'>A menina</title><summary type='text'>Once upon a time, there was a little suspicious girl who fell in love with coincidences, with people's dreams, with sunny and rainy days, with chocolate and raspberries *:)"La Valse D'Amélie [Piano Version]"Amélie, Original Soundtrack</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/5829135786349322837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=5829135786349322837' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/5829135786349322837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/5829135786349322837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title='A menina'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-8182635923246900250</id><published>2007-05-25T12:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:28:34.124Z</updated><title type='text'>Caminhos que se (des)cruzam</title><summary type='text'> Deixei o Daniel ao pé de casa e não me consegui mexer...parecia uma daquelas cenas de filme: eu, uma encruzilhada e dois caminhos...ou voltava para trás ou ia para casa. O Dann ainda me gritou ao longe “eu se fosse a ti, ia!” mas o medo de desaparecer de vergonha impedia-me. Bolas, que raio de situação...Dizem que é melhor arrependermo-nos do que fazemos, do que não fazemos...bem, se calhar um </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/8182635923246900250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=8182635923246900250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/8182635923246900250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/8182635923246900250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/05/caminhos-que-se-descruzam.html' title='Caminhos que se (des)cruzam'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/RlbI6-SIbKI/AAAAAAAAACE/gUThUOPqQBI/s72-c/3539_Colagem_Caninhos_do_Artista_Plastico_Peter_M_Bauer_Olinda_Recife_Stuttgart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-2720228106510190580</id><published>2007-05-24T12:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T12:45:08.504+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Às vezes as coisas não precisam de título</title><summary type='text'>Pumpurum Pum! A aventura começou...Deitou as cartas a perderE o castelo começou a crescerInspirou(-se) fundo e acreditou,Agarrou-se aos grãos de marÀ aspiração de ser gota de ar.Tocou em terra assim que levitouPumpurum Pum! A aventura começou...Partiu a alma que tinha chegado.Corrompeu o gosto salgadoE na pressa, o lápis desmaiou .Perdeu-se no som do tamborVagueou nas ondas de calorCom um </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/2720228106510190580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=2720228106510190580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/2720228106510190580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/2720228106510190580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/05/s-vezes-as-coisas-no-precisam-de-ttulo.html' title='Às vezes as coisas não precisam de título'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-7484922844700630949</id><published>2007-05-17T13:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T13:36:55.259+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Também querem bater o pé?</title><summary type='text'>Olá pessoal!Boas novas da Eva (professora de danças tradicionais europeias):Hoje, dia 17, há um bailarico (com música gravada) no café do Teatro Aveirense para toda a gente. É à borlix!Apareçam :)PS: suspeito que não poderei ir :'( que seca...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/7484922844700630949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=7484922844700630949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/7484922844700630949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/7484922844700630949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/05/tambm-querem-bater-o-p.html' title='Também querem bater o pé?'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-4056341500180930636</id><published>2007-05-16T14:53:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T14:53:58.529+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ilha das Cores</title><summary type='text'>Quem anda atento a estas coisinhas, concerteza reparou que desapareceu o Duarte com as suas "Pistas da Blue"...mas ele não desapareceu mesmo :) ele voltou!!Desta vez com a "Ilha das Cores". Muito bom como sempre.Adoro a música do genérico :) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/4056341500180930636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=4056341500180930636' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/4056341500180930636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/4056341500180930636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/05/ilha-das-cores_5415.html' title='Ilha das Cores'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-2604913758998546363</id><published>2007-05-09T13:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T19:30:50.224+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Zero palavras</title><summary type='text'>"Sou apenas esta tinta que na hora se absorve,Permanece obedientemente quieta nesta prisão vegetal.Sou o silêncio transpirado pelos poros do papel,Que grita mudas palavras enclausuradas noutras palavrasRefugiadas noutras palavras comprimidas em zero palavras.Sou talvez o próprio papel em branco que procura inventar palavrasQue surgiram outras palavras, encadeadas noutras palavrasQue abraçam </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/2604913758998546363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=2604913758998546363' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/2604913758998546363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/2604913758998546363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/05/zero-palavras.html' title='Zero palavras'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-966833396898142492</id><published>2007-05-02T18:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T18:14:36.446+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Contra-poema II</title><summary type='text'>Procurei-te no parque, na cidadeProcurei-te na palavra, é verdadeEncontrei o Outono, caladoDourado, triste, fechado.Falei-lhe do calor, da magiaFalei-lhe da inspiração (que partia).Mostrou-me o silêncio, muito sério,Sem saber, mostrou-me o seu império.De mansinho, peguei-lhe na mãoApertei-a com forçaE senti-lhe o coração.Sara Vilar</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/966833396898142492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=966833396898142492' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/966833396898142492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/966833396898142492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/05/contra-poema-ii.html' title='Contra-poema II'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-61769410288605498</id><published>2007-04-28T11:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T11:25:36.918+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Carochinha</title><summary type='text'>- Quem quer casar com o João ratão, que é tão bonito e dança mazurka tão bem?- Quero eu, quero eu...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/61769410288605498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=61769410288605498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/61769410288605498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/61769410288605498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/04/carochinha.html' title='Carochinha'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-3801820607671832773</id><published>2007-04-26T15:16:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T15:40:17.450+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tudo pela nação, nada contra a nação</title><summary type='text'>Contra todas as expectativas, o 25 de Abril continua a ser feriado.Ao que parece, os 41,0% dos portugueses não fizeram "greve de Feriado" e passaram o dia no shopping como toda a gente. É verdade que o dia se prestava a isso, mas também estava muito bom tempo para ir trabalhar! Afinal, o feriado era para celebrar a liberdade...do idealismo Salazarista...ou será que não era?Pareceu-me que era para</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/3801820607671832773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=3801820607671832773' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/3801820607671832773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/3801820607671832773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/04/tudo-pela-nao-nada-contra-nao_26.html' title='Tudo pela nação, nada contra a nação'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-1853338936407188719</id><published>2007-04-21T02:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T03:03:33.244+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu-egoísta</title><summary type='text'>O Sol nasce para me aquecer e fazer feliz...é tão gostoso sentir o calorzinho na cara...hmmOs óculos escuros são mesmo só para o estilo lol</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/1853338936407188719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=1853338936407188719' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/1853338936407188719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/1853338936407188719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/04/eu-egosta.html' title='Eu-egoísta'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-5398479185712295628</id><published>2007-04-19T15:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:28:34.429Z</updated><title type='text'>LINDO!</title><summary type='text'>Grande bandas!! Grande design!! Grande Semana!!Só espero que tb os autocarros sejam grandes :DLá vamos nós outra vez: rotunda, rotunda, rotunda, rotunda...:))Mais info aqui PS: E para a Evinha vai nada nada nada...TUDO!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/5398479185712295628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=5398479185712295628' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/5398479185712295628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/5398479185712295628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/04/lindo.html' title='LINDO!'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/Rid_9brLUkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/zsutkiqsJwo/s72-c/dae1379343945f96e4d223c6ba71a3de.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-6919076292718857904</id><published>2007-04-19T00:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T00:32:28.907+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoje,</title><summary type='text'>estou com a profunda sensação que o desiludi!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/6919076292718857904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=6919076292718857904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/6919076292718857904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/6919076292718857904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/04/hoje.html' title='Hoje,'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-6533799170051280068</id><published>2007-04-12T14:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:28:34.601Z</updated><title type='text'>Vem aí!</title><summary type='text'> Já é possível fazer a pré-inscrição na Biologia na Noite 6.Como sempre, o programa é de luxo e quem conhece, sabe que vale bem a pena!Eu vou (como sempre :D) e aqui vai o programa:Nota 1: A primeira conferência já foi e estava integrada na programação do XI ENEB01/04/2007"Madagáscar - campanha de conservação"Eng. José Dias Ferreira e Professora Doutora Marine JolyNota 2: O local e a hora </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/6533799170051280068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=6533799170051280068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/6533799170051280068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/6533799170051280068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/04/vem.html' title='Vem aí!'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/Rh41WSGtlKI/AAAAAAAAABs/nOCBDHZ5x58/s72-c/bionoite6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-550025102572605438</id><published>2007-04-05T13:16:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:28:34.674Z</updated><title type='text'>"Análise de Risco Ambiental em Minas de Urânio"</title><summary type='text'>1/4/2007 Cunha Baixa, MangualdeImpressionante, ah?Se olharem com atenção percebem que se trata de um lago. Mas a água é tão brilhante que reflecte tudo na perfeição...eu fiquei sem palavras :-ORazão: o urânio! Para além de ser radioactivo, confere à água uma cor verde fluorescente, que brilha no escuro...assim tipo Hulk. É lindo e ao mesmo tempo assutador!Como não usamos qualquer tipo de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/550025102572605438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=550025102572605438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/550025102572605438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/550025102572605438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/04/anlise-de-risco-ambiental-em-minas-de.html' title='&quot;Análise de Risco Ambiental em Minas de Urânio&quot;'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/RhTo3a1kZTI/AAAAAAAAABc/jBczPU960yU/s72-c/Imagem+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-5518378917374381923</id><published>2007-04-03T15:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:28:34.864Z</updated><title type='text'>O fim</title><summary type='text'>Snif, snif...nem acredito que já acabou... *:(Apesar de não ter tido tempo de ver conferências quase nenhumas, de ter ficado doente e não ter ido às festas; apesar das dores musculares, do stress...estou triste que já tenha acabado. Adorei o encontro. Só queria ter vindo como participante. Mas foi óptimo poder ajudar a que tudo se compusesse :DParabéns pessoal do Núcleo, parabéns voluntários e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/5518378917374381923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=5518378917374381923' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/5518378917374381923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/5518378917374381923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/04/o-fim.html' title='O fim'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/RhJlc5-j6oI/AAAAAAAAABU/G8uzkXIjoDk/s72-c/xieneb3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-3263031570285497476</id><published>2007-03-26T19:23:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T19:34:37.481+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cá vou de novo e estou embora</title><summary type='text'>"Reúnem-se os pedaços de mim...Enfim,Assim me reconstruo de mil maneiras.Um último forcing por ti...(Por mim?)Por fim solta-se a mesma poeira.Sob a forma de poesia rasteiraNão descola,Eu em mim sou assim:Nada de novoMuito embora...Mais do mesmo, que canseira:Corta e cola!Não é nim, e plim...Cá estou de novo,Vou-me embora.Cá estou de novo, vou-me embora,Cá estou de novo, vou-me embora,Cá estou de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/3263031570285497476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=3263031570285497476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/3263031570285497476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/3263031570285497476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/03/c-vou-de-novo-e-estou-embora.html' title='Cá vou de novo e estou embora'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-6434686225820915730</id><published>2007-03-22T14:48:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-07-18T19:26:50.112+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Contra-beijio(s não há argumentos...)</title><summary type='text'>A versão arrumadinha e ainda mais perfumada do "Beijinho II" :)"Existo quando, onde, porquê?Porque me acolhes sem saber porquê?Sem saberes quem sou: quando, onde e porquê...Adoro-te à minha maneira(,) feiticeira,Queres mesmo saber quem sou?Conhecer a fantasia que te sonhou?Só te queria dar a mãoTocar-te os lábios, e ter a tua mãoPor um segundo na minha.E lamber as tuas lágrimas salgadas,E cheirar</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/6434686225820915730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=6434686225820915730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/6434686225820915730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/6434686225820915730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/03/contra-beijios-no-h-argumentos.html' title='Contra-beijio(s não há argumentos...)'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-8616168455509744336</id><published>2007-03-20T12:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-20T12:57:12.344Z</updated><title type='text'>Contra-poema I</title><summary type='text'>Ele, que veio de repente,Parece que caiu ao trambolhão,Que inundou tudo de mistério,Que me poisa em nuvens de algodão.Ele, que brinca comigo sério,Vive numa doce bola de sabão.No mundo da fantasia,Onde param os sonhadoresDe sonhos, cheios de ternura,Que bebem as lágrimas e as dores,Escondem o segredo , a amarguraE com palavras mágicas espalham amores.Sara Vilar</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/8616168455509744336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=8616168455509744336' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/8616168455509744336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/8616168455509744336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/03/contra-poema-i.html' title='Contra-poema I'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-8080921975790741758</id><published>2007-03-16T13:32:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-03-16T13:59:38.679Z</updated><title type='text'>Danças tradicionais europeias no Porto</title><summary type='text'>Dança do Gambozino aos Domingos18 de Março17:00 - 19:00 GambozinosUm cheirinho a BailaricoDanças europeias para todos: danças de grupoLiliana Araújo29 de Abril17:00 - 19:00 Igreja do MarquêsOutros fandangosDanças do Poitou: fandango, arin arin, saltos bascosLisou Guerbigny20 de Maio17:00 - 19:00 Clube FenianosDe Norte a LesteDanças holandesas, turcas e armenasMirjam Dekker3 de Junho17:00 - 19:00 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/8080921975790741758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=8080921975790741758' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/8080921975790741758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/8080921975790741758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/03/danas-tradicionais-europeias-no-porto_16.html' title='Danças tradicionais europeias no Porto'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-4374387076530513</id><published>2007-03-12T19:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:28:35.328Z</updated><title type='text'>Amar</title><summary type='text'>E se um dia o encontrasses, sem saber que estivera perdido?E se um dia ele te olhasses e tu o sentisses no frio e no calor?E se de repente começasses a sentir-te tonta com o seu perfume?E se de repente desistisses de olhar para o resto do mundo?E se ele fosse perfeito? E se tu o amasses?E se amá-lo fosse crime?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/4374387076530513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=4374387076530513' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/4374387076530513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/4374387076530513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/03/amar.html' title='Amar'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/RfW0h2ae54I/AAAAAAAAAAs/-cQ2lcEUpto/s72-c/Forbidden_Love_by_Jessi9999.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-592190821096842149</id><published>2007-03-08T19:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:28:35.453Z</updated><title type='text'>Eu mulher</title><summary type='text'>Narcissus bulbocobium, é uma das minhas flores favoritas. Esta espécie é menos exuberante que outras da sua espécie. Talvez por isso a ache tão especial. Como todas as mulheres especiais que se vão cruzando no meu caminho...umas mais vistosas, outras mais delicadas.Bom Dia da Mulher.(",)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/592190821096842149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=592190821096842149' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/592190821096842149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/592190821096842149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/03/eu-mulher.html' title='Eu mulher'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rzVKufUqtRw/RfBgnDPjdSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Qp_BQRLeOmI/s72-c/Narcissus-bulbocobium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-5104509244689320476</id><published>2007-02-28T17:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-01T12:55:19.442Z</updated><title type='text'>Dites 34</title><summary type='text'>Concerto/baile dos Dites 34 no Café do Teatro Aveirense por volta das 22:30, sábado, dia 3 de Março de 2007!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/5104509244689320476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=5104509244689320476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/5104509244689320476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/5104509244689320476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/02/dites-34.html' title='Dites 34'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-2754734361310408054</id><published>2007-02-26T10:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-26T15:24:37.118Z</updated><title type='text'>RAP</title><summary type='text'>Lembram-se que já vos falei aqui do P.I.C.A? Na 5ª e 6ª feira o cibernauta de nickname RAP tentou participar no Pica, tentou meter uma reportagem. Este nick diz-vos alguma coisa? Hmm, ora pensem lá! R de Ricardo, A de Araújo e claro, P de Pereira...Nem é preciso dizer que foi hilariante! A Rita e o Jaime portaram-se mesmo à altura, sim senhor!Ao que parece, o RAP ficou com inveja do Zé Diogo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/2754734361310408054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=2754734361310408054' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/2754734361310408054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/2754734361310408054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/02/rap.html' title='RAP'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-554118634697562776</id><published>2007-02-22T10:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-22T10:56:17.912Z</updated><title type='text'>Querido diário</title><summary type='text'>Blogzinho, desculpa andar a ignorar-te ultimamente... :(Tenho andando tão distraída com tantas coisas (um bocado redundante :s), que às vezes, até me esqueço que estás aqui sozinhinho, à deriva na net.Não é por mal, sabes muito bem que eu gosto muito de ti. Afinal és o meu menino, como um filhote!Perdoas-me?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/554118634697562776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=554118634697562776' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/554118634697562776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/554118634697562776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/02/querido-dirio.html' title='Querido diário'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-7094985902743269655</id><published>2007-02-13T19:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-12T21:29:00.818Z</updated><title type='text'>A nação odiada</title><summary type='text'>"Estados Unidos", chamam-se a si próprios Unidos...mas em quê?Desde miúda que nunca me interessei muito por Política e por políticas. Talvez por isso, sinta agora que me falta descobrir tanta coisa... Ao passar de cada dia vou descortinando o nevoeiro que me tem separado da realidade das coisas. Como uma criança desencantada apercebo-me que nada é o que parece, que afinal o que reluz não é ouro, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/7094985902743269655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=7094985902743269655' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/7094985902743269655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/7094985902743269655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/02/nao-odiada.html' title='A nação odiada'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-7661549652357719325</id><published>2007-02-07T11:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-07T12:55:15.441Z</updated><title type='text'>Os bebés na balança</title><summary type='text'>Mais importante que votar sim, é votar em consciência.Pois é, até pode parecer uma frase feita, mas é mesmo isso que eu penso: independentemente do que votares, o importante é ires lá, é reflectires sobre os argumentos dos dois lados, é abrires a tua mente à discussão e decidir.Se pensarmos bem, os argumentos desta discussão são todos válidos, e alguns deles até são usados pelos dois lados (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/7661549652357719325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=7661549652357719325' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/7661549652357719325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/7661549652357719325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/02/os-bebs-na-balana.html' title='Os bebés na balança'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-4827258054989710754</id><published>2007-01-29T18:29:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-06-13T15:47:38.425+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ser igual ou ser diferente?</title><summary type='text'>Numa grande parte do dia, o meu cérebro está ocupado com alguma coisa: alternado com as actividades diárias (conversar, ler, ver televisão, estudar...), ele está constantemente a pensar. Não, não é uma piada :pA maior parte das vezes as ideias vagueam sozinhas e acabo por ficar intrigadíssima com coisas bem estúpidas...às vezes até elaboro teorias bastante interessantes :)Normalmente deixo essas </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/4827258054989710754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=4827258054989710754' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/4827258054989710754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/4827258054989710754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/01/ser-igual-ou-ser-diferente.html' title='Ser igual ou ser diferente?'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-122457383449101724</id><published>2007-01-27T18:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-27T19:03:10.506Z</updated><title type='text'>Piadas sem piada 17</title><summary type='text'>O peixe diz à peixa:- Tou apeixonado por ti!A peixa responde:- Não tens peixota para mim.hehehe</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/122457383449101724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=122457383449101724' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/122457383449101724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/122457383449101724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/01/piadas-sem-piada-17.html' title='Piadas sem piada 17'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-94437727321215939</id><published>2007-01-26T14:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-15T18:18:04.219Z</updated><title type='text'>Cartaz Contagiarte</title><summary type='text'>Notícias do mundo das danças. Novo cartaz do Contagiarte:27 de Janeiro de 2007 às 23:30Bailebúrdia e Uxukalhos (lançamento do novo albúm)Confesso que ainda não tenho a certeza se vou...o meu rabinho ainda se queixa :s mas prometo que vou tentar! :)Onde é: Rua Álvares Cabral, 372 4050-040 PortoComo chegar: é mesmo ao pé da praça da República! Quem vem do Norte pela A28, como eu, segue até à </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/94437727321215939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=94437727321215939' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/94437727321215939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/94437727321215939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/01/cartaz-contagiarte.html' title='Cartaz Contagiarte'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-116973470145519610</id><published>2007-01-25T13:38:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-07-18T19:35:48.875+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Depois da ida à faca</title><summary type='text'>Olá pessoal do blog!Para enorme felicidade de todos (os 3 ou 4 leitores deste blog), voltei! :)Desculpam a minha ausência "quase" prelongada, mas nas últimas duas semanas a minha vida entrou numa dimensão paralela, onde pura e simplesmente não há acção ou a acção se resume a pegar no comando e mudar de canal de tv...ufa! tava a ver que não me safava!Há 2 semanas e 2 dias atrás entrei no Hospital </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/116973470145519610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=116973470145519610' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/116973470145519610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/116973470145519610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/01/depois-da-ida-faca.html' title='Depois da ida à faca'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-116793559726890149</id><published>2007-01-04T18:28:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-07-18T19:42:39.473+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Poema V</title><summary type='text'>"Sou individual, no que concerne à forma físicaSou no plural, quando a pergunta me recitaÉ intemporal, a covardia que me assume.E no entanto, sou um tanto ou quanto o entretanto...Falo de ti, proprietária do segundo andar da imaginaçãoFalo comigo, porque contigo és sempre nãoE nos intervalos espaçados desta inspiraçãoColo-te em mim com cuspe... e cais no chãoHmmmmmmmmmm... Hmmmmmmmmmm...O vento </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/116793559726890149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=116793559726890149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/116793559726890149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/116793559726890149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/01/poema-v.html' title='Poema V'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-116793528771137576</id><published>2007-01-04T18:25:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-07-18T19:37:16.075+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Poema IV</title><summary type='text'>"E por cada resposta uma florE por cada sesta, o teu saborGuardo o teu perfume para mimE perfumo-o de Verão numa noite de jasmimAté breve menina do segundo andarA tua febre permanece vizinha do meu sonharBeijos"14.02.2004Autor: desconhecido (Carlos Vidal)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/116793528771137576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=116793528771137576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/116793528771137576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/116793528771137576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2007/01/poema-iv.html' title='Poema IV'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-116726540309679612</id><published>2006-12-28T00:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-28T16:41:49.513Z</updated><title type='text'>Bailaricos no Porto, o cartaz actualizado!</title><summary type='text'>Até lá, boas danças ;)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/116726540309679612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=116726540309679612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/116726540309679612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/116726540309679612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2006/12/bailaricos-no-porto-o-cartaz.html' title='Bailaricos no Porto, o cartaz actualizado!'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-116698358440392387</id><published>2006-12-24T17:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-24T18:06:24.423Z</updated><title type='text'>Atençón pessoal! Bailaricos no Porto</title><summary type='text'>Pessoal que gosta das danças, deixo-vos o programa para esta semana...é altamente! Se eu puder vou de certeza! :DJá agora, FELIZ NATAL :)Na Igreja do Marquês - Praça do Marquês de Pombal, PortoA Associação PédeXumbo e a Associação Gambozinos organizam em conjunto um festival de passagem de ano com concertos dos Uxu Kalhus, Monte Lunai, ZEF, Naragonia e Mú, para além de diversos workshops de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/116698358440392387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=116698358440392387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/116698358440392387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/116698358440392387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2006/12/atenn-pessoal-bailaricos-no-porto.html' title='Atençón pessoal! Bailaricos no Porto'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-116673374656944368</id><published>2006-12-21T20:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-21T20:45:36.570Z</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento do dia (de hoje)</title><summary type='text'>"Vai quem já nada teme, vai a mulher do leme..."lalalalaLEME=Laboratório de Ecologia Marinha e Estuarina- my workplacePS: Oócitos! Bués de oócitos! Os meus (belíssimos...) cortes das gónadas das caranguejas funcionaram...yupiee! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/116673374656944368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=116673374656944368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/116673374656944368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/116673374656944368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2006/12/pensamento-do-dia-de-hoje.html' title='Pensamento do dia (de hoje)'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-116671005222883473</id><published>2006-12-21T14:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-07-18T19:42:11.842+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Poema III</title><summary type='text'>"És por mim quando te sonhoÉs assim, como o próprio sonhoÉs pelo misticismo lunar com que te moldoÉs pela atmosfera oriental com que te envolvoÉs pela luz que te seduz nas horas vagasÉs de cetim, nos meus confins onde vagueiasCuras-me o tédio em cada resposta que me beijaÉs o remédio que me remedeiaÉs pela beleza da minha fealdadeÉs pela surpresa fulminante que te invadeÉs o retorno que me aquece</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/116671005222883473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=116671005222883473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/116671005222883473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/116671005222883473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2006/12/poema-iii.html' title='Poema III'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-116654913170531488</id><published>2006-12-19T17:14:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-07-18T19:41:50.873+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Poema II - Self-Portrait</title><summary type='text'>"Sou um vazio armado de betãoNas multidões, uma baixa frequente,Sou uma ausência omnipresente...Sou uma rara inspiração,Os acordes mais óbvios de uma canção...Sou desinteressante.Sou uma lembrança que não surge com frequência,Um pensamento exausto e aborrecidoSou não querido.Sou num sítio incerto espacialSou a falta de à vontadeA eterna falta de vontade.Sou a covardia que me esconde aqui,O fechar</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/116654913170531488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=116654913170531488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/116654913170531488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/116654913170531488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2006/12/poema-ii.html' title='Poema II - Self-Portrait'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20583535.post-116532267479086132</id><published>2006-12-05T12:41:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-07-18T19:38:21.380+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Poema I</title><summary type='text'>"Venho por meio desta incomunicaçãoJuntar a vontade com a frustaçãoE incomunicar-lhe que nasceu um novo senão:Apetece-me falar, mas não me dou licençaGostava de saber estar, mas não tenho apetênciaResta-me fingir de ausente...e olhar discretamente. "29_01_2004Autor desconhecido, por enquanto :) (Carlos Vidal)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/feeds/116532267479086132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20583535&amp;postID=116532267479086132' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/116532267479086132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20583535/posts/default/116532267479086132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tamosquites.blogspot.com/2006/12/poema-i.html' title='Poema I'/><author><name>Sara Batupé</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10231283889237882435</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4660/2069/400/pe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
