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Histórico:

- 30/07/2006 a 05/08/2006
- 23/07/2006 a 29/07/2006
- 16/07/2006 a 22/07/2006
- 09/07/2006 a 15/07/2006
- 25/06/2006 a 01/07/2006
- 18/06/2006 a 24/06/2006
- 11/06/2006 a 17/06/2006
- 28/05/2006 a 03/06/2006
- 21/05/2006 a 27/05/2006
- 07/05/2006 a 13/05/2006
- 30/04/2006 a 06/05/2006
- 16/04/2006 a 22/04/2006
- 02/04/2006 a 08/04/2006
- 19/03/2006 a 25/03/2006
- 05/03/2006 a 11/03/2006
- 19/02/2006 a 25/02/2006
- 12/02/2006 a 18/02/2006
- 22/01/2006 a 28/01/2006
- 15/01/2006 a 21/01/2006
- 01/01/2006 a 07/01/2006
- 11/12/2005 a 17/12/2005
- 04/12/2005 a 10/12/2005
- 27/11/2005 a 03/12/2005
- 20/11/2005 a 26/11/2005
- 13/11/2005 a 19/11/2005
- 06/11/2005 a 12/11/2005
- 30/10/2005 a 05/11/2005
- 25/09/2005 a 01/10/2005
- 04/09/2005 a 10/09/2005
- 03/07/2005 a 09/07/2005
- 22/05/2005 a 28/05/2005
- 10/04/2005 a 16/04/2005
- 03/04/2005 a 09/04/2005
- 13/03/2005 a 19/03/2005
- 27/02/2005 a 05/03/2005
- 13/02/2005 a 19/02/2005
- 30/01/2005 a 05/02/2005
- 16/01/2005 a 22/01/2005
- 02/01/2005 a 08/01/2005
- 19/12/2004 a 25/12/2004
- 12/12/2004 a 18/12/2004
- 05/12/2004 a 11/12/2004
- 28/11/2004 a 04/12/2004
- 21/11/2004 a 27/11/2004
- 14/11/2004 a 20/11/2004
- 07/11/2004 a 13/11/2004
- 31/10/2004 a 06/11/2004
- 17/10/2004 a 23/10/2004
- 10/10/2004 a 16/10/2004
- 03/10/2004 a 09/10/2004
- 26/09/2004 a 02/10/2004
- 05/09/2004 a 11/09/2004
- 29/08/2004 a 04/09/2004
- 22/08/2004 a 28/08/2004
- 15/08/2004 a 21/08/2004
- 08/08/2004 a 14/08/2004
- 01/08/2004 a 07/08/2004
- 25/07/2004 a 31/07/2004
- 18/07/2004 a 24/07/2004
- 11/07/2004 a 17/07/2004
- 04/07/2004 a 10/07/2004



Outros sites:

- A face to all these words.
- It is just delicate.
- Catarro Verde
- Alexandre Soares Silva
- Ressaca Moral
- Uma Dama Não Comenta
- Coloring book
- Runnin' to stand still
- Whaddaafuck?!
- Entre sorrisos
- Engrish
- the internet makes you stupid. It does indeed.
- Ricardo Carlaccio
- Estela Carvalho
- Meu nome é Regina!
- Las Bibas from Vizcaya


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   Suddenly I realized I've been writing in Portuguese way too much. And it's not even well-written Portuguese, for hell's sake. Thing is, if I ever stop thinking in English, then I won't think at all. And we don't want that unfortunate situation to happen anytime soon, do we?

   But I really don't have anything to whine about right now. Hmmm, nice. You just lost precious minutes of your life by clicking on that link. Or typing this page's address. Or clicking that orange little star, if you're at msn spaces. And reading these lines. Oh well, it's your fault anyways, I didn't ask you to come, did I? Unless I did. Sorry about that.

   Oh, ok. I sprained my left ankle. And it hurts like a fucking Middle Eastern conflict. And I should not be walking around without the plaster cast, but I am. Hell yeah, I am. I confess I broke that shit wide open after just one day of wearing it, and the consequences are easy to spot: it sports a glamourous shade of purple, and it's doubled its size. But hey, no hurting ankle could ever take my God's given right to come and go, ladies and gentlemen. Not if I have anything to say about it!

*does a little dance to show I'm not scared of excruciating pain*

   There you go! A little whining, and an act of courage through adversity. Can't get any better than that in the amazing virtual realm of blogs, my lovelies.

   I could always complain I have no money for my vodka. But then again, nobody ever does in this God-forsaken tropical land. I blame Portugal. Those dumb bastards with a funny accent took all my earthly riches five hundred years ago. No, let us blame the natives, who were even dumber to let Portugal come and take the previously mentioned earthly riches.

   (...)

   Wait a minute, I have my Italian forefathers to blame, who couldn't resist the urge to move down here, and therefore, were the biggest dumbasses around. (My apologies to the Portuguese and the Natives, your dumb ways are really not of my business.) Grandpa, you should've stayed in Italy. C'mon, what's a little World War II next to spending the rest your life in Brazil?

    Ok, I won't get to blaming Hitler for my financial problems. This whole going back in history has become tiresome, and I am aware that the second best solution to my problem is to get off my lazy hiney and go get a job. (The first one would be gold-digging my way into some nasty old millionaire's pants.)

   How's that for a financial analysis? Damn, I'm so wise beyond my years and my astonishing good looks, I bewilder myself on a daily basis.

   It's almost too much to take, I tell ya. That being said, I now leave you to your thoughts, and on to the kitchen to get some more painkillers. Buh-bye. 

- Postado por: wal às 03h05
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