<?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-3758335</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:04:20.963-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm the Bishop of East Anglia</title><subtitle type='html'>Não é um blog!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-106987822585419794?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/106987822585419794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/106987822585419794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106987822585419794' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-92231267</id><published>2003-04-08T14:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-08T14:01:12.936-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Este blog se mudou por tempo indeterminado para a versão "ponto com ponto be érre". &lt;a href="http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogger.com.br"&gt;Clique aqui para continuar acompanhando o meu maravilhoso mundo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-92231267?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/92231267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/92231267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92231267' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-92174966</id><published>2003-04-07T18:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-07T18:29:35.700-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>e lah vou eu ganhar hora extra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-92174966?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/92174966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/92174966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92174966' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-92164885</id><published>2003-04-07T15:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-07T15:41:27.233-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To com vontade de mudar esse blog de servidor para o blogger.com.br...pra poder ter as fotos.&lt;br /&gt;O que vcs acham?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-92164885?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/92164885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/92164885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92164885' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-91921700</id><published>2003-04-03T13:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-03T13:32:52.200-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Go ahead, Replicants!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O show dos Replicantes ontem tava foda. Tô até agora com as músicas na cabeça. Muito estranho ver o Wander cantando de novo.&lt;br /&gt;E Sandina em inglês não precisava...&lt;br /&gt;O show de abertura eu achei um saco, mas só porque eu não gosto muito de hardcore/trash. Admito que dentro do estilo, eles são uma banda boa. Eu fiquei surda por um bom tempo ontem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-91921700?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/91921700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/91921700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91921700' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-91781204</id><published>2003-04-01T14:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-01T22:13:21.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quanto tempo, hein pessoas...&lt;br /&gt;Muitas coisas acontecendo. E como eu disse certa vez, cada vez me convenço mais que precisa ter muito tempo nas maos pra manter um blog *com espirito de blog*. Começou a cair a ficha da *vida de adulta*. Nao que eu nao levasse uma vida de adulta antes, mas, agora eh &lt;b&gt;realmente&lt;/b&gt; vida de adulta. As coisas mudam. Eu hoje pego um onibus pra voltar pra casa que eu jamais pensei que pegaria, por exemplo. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;Mas eh verdade.&lt;br /&gt;Sair do mundo Moinhos de Vento &gt; Auxiliadora &gt; Mont Serrat me ajudou. A saudade que bate as vezes ajuda a manter a convivencia pacifica com as pessoas. Mas eu tenho uma puta sorte. &lt;br /&gt;O mundo de hoje obriga as pessoas a correr cada vez mais, trabalhar cada vez mais e receber cada vez menos. Mas mesmo assim dah tempo de olhar pro lado e ver como a gente tem sorte de ter certas coisas.&lt;br /&gt;Eu to viajando um pouco, mas eu acho que isso tambem eh fruto de morar na Protasio Alves, onde normalmente a gente ve fezes humanas proximas aos predios e pensa na maravilha que eh nao precisar passar por isso. A outra coisa eh que a Protasio nunca dorme. A qualquer hora do dia ou da noite tem movimento, gente enchendo a cara e motoqueiros candidatando-se a doacao de orgaos. Isso me dah um pique que eu acho que eu nao tinha antes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tah bom, tah bom...I'm rambling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mudando de assunto: O que eu devo colocar na minha lista de noiva?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-91781204?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/91781204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/91781204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91781204' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-91357342</id><published>2003-03-25T14:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-25T14:55:43.966-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Assim que eu pude, eu botei a mensagem anterior no ar. O nosso Gordim, coisa fofa, ganhou um Oscar. E o discurso que ele fez foi mais afudê ainda. &lt;br /&gt;Quando disseram o nome dele, eu pulava na sala. Muito.&lt;br /&gt;Botei até uma foto dele no MusicaTri. :))&lt;br /&gt;Eu achava, honestamente, que ele não iria ganhar. Isso porque o filme dele explica, no fim das contas, a razão desses merdas terem ido para o Iraque. Claro que tem o lance do petróleo, ninguém é bobo. Mas lá no fundo, eles gostam de matar. Ê povinho filho da puta!&lt;br /&gt;E como um filme com um conteúdo desses ia ganhar em tempos de guerra, num país tacanho como os EUA?&lt;br /&gt;E ganhou!&lt;br /&gt;Mas é claro que eles vaiaram e meio que "expulsaram" o Gordim do palco.&lt;br /&gt;Há umas semanas eu publiquei aquele texto que ele colocou no Stupid White Men. E ele estava certo.&lt;br /&gt;Enfim...colecionem Michael Moore e sigam  Michael Moore! Ele é o caminho!&lt;br /&gt;Aí dizem: Ah, mas não saiu no Brasil ainda...&lt;br /&gt;Foda-se! Baixa da internet se precisar! Tem o Stupid White Men em pdf por aí! Eu gravei o Bowling for Columbine inteirinho em DVD, God damn it!&lt;br /&gt;E se você perdeu o The Big One na GNT ano passado, você se fodeu. Lamento.&lt;br /&gt;A gente agora tem que trazer ele pra Gravataí pra ver o que a GM, a empresa preferida dele, fez por aqui. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;b&gt;Michael Moore:&lt;/b&gt; If it's just about profit, why don't GM sell crack?  A 1 tn. car makes GM a thousand dollars profit. One tn of crack, let me tell you, there's a million dollar profit there! In fact, that's what we have to do. We have to hand to GM all the crack market.  They will end with ckack in one year! They will mismanage the whole thing! Why don´t they sell crack?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Audience:&lt;/b&gt; The CIA already got the market!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Michael Moore:&lt;/b&gt; Hahaha. And where are the Republicans when you want to privatize something?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Considerações finais:&lt;/b&gt; O www.michaelmoore.com saiu do ar depois do "evento". Overload ou boicote?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-91357342?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/91357342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/91357342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91357342' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-91280771</id><published>2003-03-24T11:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-24T11:43:30.700-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;E.....&lt;br /&gt;ELE GANHOU&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-91280771?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/91280771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/91280771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91280771' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-91139494</id><published>2003-03-21T16:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-21T16:17:53.700-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.duasbichas.hpg.ig.com.br/famo07.gif"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://vaitrabalhar.blogspot.com"&gt;QUE BICHA FAMOSA É VOCÊ?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-91139494?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/91139494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/91139494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#91139494' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-90942941</id><published>2003-03-18T17:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-18T17:16:31.060-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o último do dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=0 bgcolor=white&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.testescrotos.hpg.com.br/votar/02.gif&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana,Tahoma,Arial" size=2&gt;&lt;a href=http://vaitrabalhar.blogspot.com target="_blank"&gt;Descubra aqui em quem você deve votar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-90942941?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/90942941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/90942941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90942941' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-90942613</id><published>2003-03-18T17:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-18T17:10:48.826-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Acho que o pior é imaginar que o tio Elton possa ser pai de alguém...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.duasbichas.hpg.com.br/dna2.gif" width="341" height="140"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;&lt;a href="http://vaitrabalhar.blogspot.com"&gt;Mas que lama! Que tipo de festa tu andas frequentando?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teste de DNA On Line&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-90942613?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/90942613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/90942613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90942613' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-90942199</id><published>2003-03-18T17:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-18T17:05:36.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Háháhá...coitada de mim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://duasbichas.hpg.com.br/tdf04.gif" width="330" height="130"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-90942199?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/90942199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/90942199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90942199' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-90930592</id><published>2003-03-18T13:34:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-18T13:34:35.340-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E agora, de volta ao trabalho...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-90930592?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/90930592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/90930592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90930592' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-90930581</id><published>2003-03-18T13:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-18T13:34:22.746-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Não é bem uma parte de churrasco, mas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soumongol.kit.net/01-churrasco/index.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.soumongol.kit.net/01-churrasco/cerveja.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=verdana size=1&gt;Que parte do Churrasco você é?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-90930581?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/90930581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/90930581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90930581' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-90930481</id><published>2003-03-18T13:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-18T13:32:53.436-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.soumongol.kit.net/02-pobre/index.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.soumongol.kit.net/02-pobre/angu.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=verdana size=1&gt;Que comida de pobre você é?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-90930481?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/90930481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/90930481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90930481' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-90930157</id><published>2003-03-18T13:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-18T13:27:43.420-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.soumongol.kit.net/04-carronacional/index.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.soumongol.kit.net/04-carronacional/brasilia.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=verdana size=1&gt;Que carro nacional você é?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-90930157?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/90930157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/90930157'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/90930024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/90930024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90930024' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-90929811</id><published>2003-03-18T13:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-18T13:21:35.576-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Não concordo muito...acho o Jô meio trouxa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soumongol.kit.net/07-gordo/index.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.soumongol.kit.net/07-gordo/josoares.gif" border=1&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face=verdana size=1&gt;&lt;b&gt;Que gordo famoso você é?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-90929811?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/90929811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/90929811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90929811' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-90929735</id><published>2003-03-18T13:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-18T13:20:08.920-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Roubei todos esses testes da Beth, aquela fofa que é minha irmã!&lt;br /&gt;:***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soumongol.kit.net/08-domestico/index.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.soumongol.kit.net/08-domestico/tanque.gif" border=1&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face=verdana size=1&gt;&lt;b&gt;Que utensílio doméstico você é?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-90929735?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/90929735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/90929735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90929735' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-90490305</id><published>2003-03-10T22:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-10T22:08:44.343-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Isso vale uma atualização.&lt;br /&gt;O meu ídolo fofo e amado, Michael Moore, escreveu esta belezinha de reza no seu último livro (que eu tenho, por sinal) Stupid White Men. Façam um esforcinho e leiam:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord (God/Yahweh/Buddha/Bob/Nobody):&lt;br /&gt;We beseech You, 0 merciful One, to bring comfort to those who suffer today for whatever reason&lt;br /&gt;You, Nature, or the World Bank has deemed appropriate. We realize, 0 heavenly Father, that You cannot&lt;br /&gt;cure all the sick at once – that would surely empty out the hospitals the good nuns have established in&lt;br /&gt;Your name. And we accept that You, the Omniscient One, cannot eliminate all the evil in the world, for&lt;br /&gt;that would surely put Thee out of a job.&lt;br /&gt;Rather, dear Lord, we ask that You inflict every member of the House of Representatives with horrible,&lt;br /&gt;incurable cancers of the brain, penis, and hand (though not necessarily in that order). We ask, Our&lt;br /&gt;Loving Father, that every senator from the South be rendered addicted to drugs and find himself locked&lt;br /&gt;away for life. We beseech You to make the children of every senator in the Mountain Time Zone gay –&lt;br /&gt;really gay. Put the children of senators from the East in a wheelchair and the children of senators from&lt;br /&gt;the West in a public school. We implore, Most Merciful One, just as You turned Lot’s wife into a pillar&lt;br /&gt;of salt, that You turn the rich – all the rich – into paupers and homeless, wiping out their entire savings,&lt;br /&gt;assets, and mutual funds. Remove from them their positions of power, and yea, may they walk through&lt;br /&gt;the valley and into the darkness of a welfare office. Condemn them to a life of flipping burgers and&lt;br /&gt;dodging bill collectors. Let them hear the wailing of the innocents as they sit in the middle seat of row 43&lt;br /&gt;in coach and let them feel the gnashing of teeth that are abscessed and rotted like the 108 million who&lt;br /&gt;have no dental coverage.&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly Father, we pray that all white leaders (especially the alumni of Bob Jones University) who&lt;br /&gt;believe black people have it good these days be risen from their sleep tomorrow morning with their skin&lt;br /&gt;as black as a stretch limo so that they may enjoy the riches and reap the bountiful fruits of being black in&lt;br /&gt;America. We humbly request that Your anointed ones, the bishops of the Holy Roman Catholic Church,&lt;br /&gt;be smitten with ovaries and unplanned pregnancies and a pamphlet about the rhythm method.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, dear Lord, we call upon You to have Jack Welch swim the Hudson he has polluted, to force&lt;br /&gt;Hollywood’s executives to sit and watch their own movies over and over and over, to have Jesse Helms&lt;br /&gt;kissed on the lips by a man of his own gender, to make Chris Matthews go mute, to let the air – quickly –&lt;br /&gt;out of Bill O’Reilly, and turn to ash all who are responsible for those who smoke in my office. Oh, yes,&lt;br /&gt;and unleash with a fury a plague of locusts to nest in the toupee of the Senate Minority Leader from the&lt;br /&gt;great state of Mississippi.&lt;br /&gt;May You hear our prayers and grant them, 0 King of Kings, Who sits on high and watches over us&lt;br /&gt;as best You can, considering what screwups we are. Grant us some relief from our misery and suffering,&lt;br /&gt;as we know that the men You shall smite will be swift in their efforts to rid themselves of their misfor-tune,&lt;br /&gt;which in turn may rid us of ours.&lt;br /&gt;With this we pray, in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy-Spirit-Who-Used-to-Be-&lt;br /&gt;a-Ghost, Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-90490305?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/90490305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/90490305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90490305' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-90316721</id><published>2003-03-07T16:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-07T16:33:34.996-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu acho que eu trabalho demais pra ter um blog. Precisa de muito tempo pra atualizar essa coisa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-90316721?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/90316721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/90316721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90316721' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-89780004</id><published>2003-02-26T13:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-26T13:07:00.810-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Considerando que eu SOU jornalista, acho que me saí bem.&lt;br /&gt;Dando os devidos créditos, peguei esse teste da Bia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=0 bgcolor=white&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.formulaindie.hpg.com.br/01.gif&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana,Tahoma,Arial" size=2&gt;&lt;a href=http://vaitrabalhar.blogspot.com target="_blank"&gt;Conheça o Guia das profissões escrotas® agora mesmo.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-89780004?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/89780004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/89780004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89780004' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-89717626</id><published>2003-02-25T13:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-25T13:18:37.716-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Colocando em dia:&lt;br /&gt;Sexta fui pra praia, com uma lua liiiiiinda e ouvindo piratarias do Paul.&lt;br /&gt;Sábado fiz um piercing na orelha. O "brinco" é de umbigo, mas o furo é na orelha, hehe. O curioso é que o cara que fez era de Veranópolis e conhece o Márcio.&lt;br /&gt;Voltamos domingo, comemos pizza do Cavanhas.&lt;br /&gt;Segunda encontro a Bia no Guion. Que coisa, não?&lt;br /&gt;E terça é hoje. Nada muito importante aconteceu ainda...&lt;br /&gt;A propósito. Até agora já fiz três lances no ebay por coisinhas do velho Ramone. O volume de coisas que estão sendo vendidas surpreende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-89717626?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/89717626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/89717626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89717626' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-89438380</id><published>2003-02-20T13:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-20T13:07:36.166-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Encontrei isso no blog do Paulo Terron, que eu conheci em 1993 e que foi meu amigão por muito tempo. Os anos passaram e mudaram as coisas pra nós. &lt;br /&gt;Mesmo assim, por concordar com ele, achei que isso valia copiar e publicar aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Só há três justificativas para pessoas que gostam de electro, Miss Kittin, essas coisas: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - Você é um velho saudosista dos anos 80. Nesse caso, nós odiamos você; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - Você é um jovenzinho que acha aquilo tudo muito novo. Nesse caso, nós temos dó de você; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - Você é uma biba deslumbrada. Aí eu não digo nada, porque as pessoas podem dizer que eu tenho preconceito."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-89438380?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/89438380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/89438380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89438380' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-89431380</id><published>2003-02-20T10:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-20T10:45:57.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Essa &lt;a href="http://www.usinadosom.com.br/promocao.asp?canal=692"&gt;Promoção da Usina do Som&lt;/a&gt; tá ótima:&lt;br /&gt;Responda a pergunta:&lt;br /&gt; “O que você diria para o Paul se esbarrasse com ele na próxima esquina?“&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;ótimo...&lt;br /&gt;Eu diria:  "E aí, doente?"&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu já tenho o DVD, então não vou participar...&lt;br /&gt;Vão lá concorrer, vão...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, e a foto dele na capa da Usina do Som tá muito fofa tbm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-89431380?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/89431380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/89431380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89431380' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-89380102</id><published>2003-02-19T15:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-19T15:21:40.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E aí, pessoas?&lt;br /&gt;Seguinte. Até sexta-feira eu estou fechando o jornal. Isso quer dizer que vocês não vão me ver muito por aqui.&lt;br /&gt;Qquer coisa, liguem, mandem mails ou sinais de fumaça.&lt;br /&gt;Beijos para todos (menos pra quem eu não gosto)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-89380102?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/89380102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/89380102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89380102' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-89107316</id><published>2003-02-14T16:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-14T16:45:16.463-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoje é sexta-feira, e plagiando o Weekend Update: "I'm outta here!"&lt;br /&gt;Até segunda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-89107316?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/89107316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/89107316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#89107316' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-89099264</id><published>2003-02-14T13:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-14T13:58:17.256-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok. Pra compensar tudo que eu NÃO tinha pra fazer essa semana, hoje a coisa estourou.&lt;br /&gt;Fotos no Tribunal de Justiça, release p/ o Correio do Povo, acompanhamento da ONU e mais um singelo jornal de 8 páginas até a semana que vem.&lt;br /&gt;Não é lindo?&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-89099264?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/89099264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/89099264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#89099264' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-89040584</id><published>2003-02-13T14:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-13T14:19:31.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bem, posso notar que eu não sou a única desocupada do planeta nesse momento. Recebi esse questionário por e-mail, de uma amiga que conheci na faculdade (Amida-colorida!!!) e estou postando por pura falta do que fazer.&lt;br /&gt;Agora vou cuidar do clipping. Não parece, mas eu estou trabalhando!!!&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PERGUNTAS BÁSICAS &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Nome: &lt;br /&gt;Angela Joenck Cayres Pinto&lt;br /&gt;* Apelido:&lt;br /&gt;Angel, Neni (pro meu pai), Liebe Lili (pra minha tia), Anchinho loiro de Plumemenau (pra todo mundo que quer me encher o saco).&lt;br /&gt;* Irmãos: &lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth - a Beth.&lt;br /&gt;* Signo: &lt;br /&gt;Escorpião&lt;br /&gt;* Olhos:&lt;br /&gt;Azuis, lindos.&lt;br /&gt;* Cabelo: &lt;br /&gt;Ahn...os que restaram já tiveram várias cores. Atualmente está entre ruivo e loiro...&lt;br /&gt;* Animais: &lt;br /&gt;Ainda não tenho, mas planejo ter um de nome "Franz Paul Heilborn".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;VOCÊ JÁ:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Esteve totalmente bêbado(a)? &lt;br /&gt;Totalmente? Assim, de cair? Não. Só alegre.&lt;br /&gt;* Tomou alguma substância ilegal? &lt;br /&gt;Sim, pode apostar.&lt;br /&gt;* Saiu em público de pijamas? &lt;br /&gt;Faço isso o tempo inteiro. Já saí seminua tbm.&lt;br /&gt;* Colocou fogo em alguma parte do corpo por emoção? &lt;br /&gt;Sim.&lt;br /&gt;* Traiu um namorado/namorada? &lt;br /&gt;Sim. Algumas vezes.&lt;br /&gt;* Guardou um segredo de todos? &lt;br /&gt;Sim&lt;br /&gt;* Teve um amigo imaginário? &lt;br /&gt;Não.&lt;br /&gt;* Quis namorar um(a) amigo(a)? &lt;br /&gt;Sim.&lt;br /&gt;* Chorou por uma briga boba? &lt;br /&gt;Sim.&lt;br /&gt;* Apaixonou-se por um professor? &lt;br /&gt;Claro. Quem não passa por isso?&lt;br /&gt;* Fez algo idiota pra impressionar sua paixão? &lt;br /&gt;Idiota não. Tudo que fiz para impressionar sempre foi eficiente. :)&lt;br /&gt;* Achou um personagem de quadrinhos atraente?&lt;br /&gt;Não gosto de quadrinhos.&lt;br /&gt;* Atuou em um palco? &lt;br /&gt;Sempre que subi num palco como atriz, as coisas deram errado.&lt;br /&gt;* Noite/dia: &lt;br /&gt;Noite&lt;br /&gt;* Tipo de música: &lt;br /&gt;A maioria dos estilos de rock.&lt;br /&gt;* Comercial: &lt;br /&gt;Bamerindus era legal. Calói tbm...&lt;br /&gt;* Café ou chocolate quente? &lt;br /&gt;Hum...Acho que café...&lt;br /&gt;* Sair ou ficar em casa? &lt;br /&gt;Ficar em casa&lt;br /&gt;* Preto ou azul? &lt;br /&gt;Putz, fico em dúvida. Mas acho que é preto.&lt;br /&gt;* Velho ou novo? &lt;br /&gt;Velho.&lt;br /&gt;* Banda(s): &lt;br /&gt;Que pergunta idiota! Wings, é claro. Tem tantas outras...Beatles, Kinks, Ramones, Dylan e The Band...enfim...&lt;br /&gt;* Quem são seus melhores amigos? &lt;br /&gt;O Rafael é o meu melhor amigo e companheiro, sem dúvidas. Mas tem a(s) Márcia(s), Álvaro, Alexandre, Beto &amp; Denise. E tem a minha irmã, é claro.&lt;br /&gt;* Quem é seu amigo mais engraçado? &lt;br /&gt;O Beto.&lt;br /&gt;* Para quem vc mais manda e-mails? &lt;br /&gt;Pro Rafael, acho.&lt;br /&gt;* Qual dos teus amigos vc conhece +? &lt;br /&gt;Márcia&lt;br /&gt;* Quem é o mais histérico? &lt;br /&gt;O Rafael :))&lt;br /&gt;* Quem é o mais tímido? &lt;br /&gt;Não sei. Talvez a Beth.&lt;br /&gt;* Para quem vc pede conselhos? &lt;br /&gt;Não peço. As pessoas que pedem pra mim.&lt;br /&gt;* De quem vc sente ciúmes? &lt;br /&gt;Do Rafael, é claro.&lt;br /&gt;* Com quem vc chora? &lt;br /&gt;Idem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;QUEM É O...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Mais louco(a)? &lt;br /&gt;Sem dúvida nenhuma o Beto.&lt;br /&gt;* Mais inteligente?&lt;br /&gt;Hum...O Rafael e a Márcia.&lt;br /&gt;* Mais enjoado?&lt;br /&gt;A Denise?&lt;br /&gt;* Mais legal? &lt;br /&gt;Todos são legais, mas o Álvaro é muito legal...&lt;br /&gt;* Mais triste? &lt;br /&gt;Ninguém é muito triste. Todo mundo é retardado igual.&lt;br /&gt;* Mais engraçado?? &lt;br /&gt;O Álvaro, talvez.&lt;br /&gt;* Mais meiga? &lt;br /&gt;A minha irmã. Quando não tá nas crises adolescentes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;VOCE JÁ... NAS ÚLTIMAS 48 HORAS: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* ps: QUE DIA É HOJE? &lt;br /&gt;13/02&lt;br /&gt;* Beijou alguém?&lt;br /&gt;Sim, o Rafael.&lt;br /&gt;* Foi mau?&lt;br /&gt;Não. Eu nunca sou má e eu acredito muito nisso. Se eu sou má, é porque a pessoa merece, então não é ser má.&lt;br /&gt;* Foi sarcástico? &lt;br /&gt;Claro! Acha que tá falando com quem?&lt;br /&gt;* Foi dar uma andada? &lt;br /&gt;Não. Eu não faço nenhum tipo de exercício.&lt;br /&gt;* Foi ao cinema? &lt;br /&gt;Bah, faz muito tempo que não vou no cinema. Não me interesso muito por cinema.&lt;br /&gt;* Se sentiu estúpido? &lt;br /&gt;Não.&lt;br /&gt;* Escreveu uma carta? &lt;br /&gt;Carta? Não...&lt;br /&gt;* Conheceu alguém novo?&lt;br /&gt;Não.&lt;br /&gt;* Escreveu em diário? &lt;br /&gt;Diário...vejamos...meu blog não é exatamente um diário...acho que não.&lt;br /&gt;* Assistiu seu filme favorito? &lt;br /&gt;Não. Não sei se TENHO um filme favorito.&lt;br /&gt;* Falou com alguma paixão sua? &lt;br /&gt;Minha paixão vai dormir e acorda todos os dias comigo. Ou seja, nos falamos sempre!&lt;br /&gt;* Deu presente a alguém? &lt;br /&gt;Não&lt;br /&gt;* Teve um papo sério?&lt;br /&gt;Não nas últimas 48hs...&lt;br /&gt;* Sentiu a falta de alguém??&lt;br /&gt;Sim. Mas nada que não se resolva.&lt;br /&gt;* Abraçou alguém? &lt;br /&gt;Não&lt;br /&gt;* Teve um pesadelo? &lt;br /&gt;Não&lt;br /&gt;* Brigou com seus pais? &lt;br /&gt;Não. Não vejo muito eles :)) E de mais a mais, nunca fui de brigar muito. Tenho que aproveitar quando meus pais estão na cidade, então não brigo.&lt;br /&gt;* Brigou com um amigo? &lt;br /&gt;Não. Não brigo com meus amigos. Se brigo, não era pra ser meu amigo.&lt;br /&gt;* Teve medo?&lt;br /&gt;Sim. Mas passou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;QUANDO FOI A ÚLTIMA VEZ QUE VOCÊ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Fez um desejo as estrelas?&lt;br /&gt;Nunca fiz isso.&lt;br /&gt;* Riu até chorar?? &lt;br /&gt;Com o Rafael, quando ele começou a me contar as histórias das bandas imaginárias.&lt;br /&gt;* Falou com um estranho? &lt;br /&gt;Não.&lt;br /&gt;* Brincou de verdade ou consequência?? &lt;br /&gt;Esse questionário foi elaborado por alguém de quantos anos?&lt;br /&gt;* Assistiu o nascer/pôr do sol? &lt;br /&gt;Assisti o pôr do sol quando filmei a marcha de abertura do FSM 2003. Até filmei o sol!&lt;br /&gt;* Gastou tempo sozinho e útil?? &lt;br /&gt;Ontem&lt;br /&gt;* Foi a praia de noite? &lt;br /&gt;Praia? que coisa pouco higiênica! Fui uma vez de noite para terminar uma garrafa de conhaque com uma empregada que trabalhava lá em casa. 1992.&lt;br /&gt;* Mentiu para parecer outra pessoa por um cara ou garota? &lt;br /&gt;Não. Acho que não preciso disso.&lt;br /&gt;* Fez algo que não era vc??&lt;br /&gt;Não.&lt;br /&gt;* Comeu uma refeição? &lt;br /&gt;Sim. Almoço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;O QUE VOCE ACHA DE...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Você mesmo?&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou a pessoa mais justa da face da Terra, mas não queira me sacanear. Eu acredito em vingança.&lt;br /&gt;* Seus amigos? &lt;br /&gt;Eles não tem queixas de mim e eu não tenho queixas deles. São ótimos.&lt;br /&gt;* Aliens? &lt;br /&gt;Devem existir...&lt;br /&gt;* O monstro debaixo da cama? &lt;br /&gt;Não existe.&lt;br /&gt;* Um por todos e todos por um? &lt;br /&gt;É, por aí...&lt;br /&gt;* Poderes psicológicos? &lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho um poder de influenciar pessoas. Minha mãe e o amigo sensitivo dela dizem que eu tenho poderes paranormais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FAVORITOS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Esportes para praticar? &lt;br /&gt;Não gosto de esportes. Eles deixam a gente cansado e suado.&lt;br /&gt;* Esportes para assistir? &lt;br /&gt;E eu lá vou parar pra assistir esportes?&lt;br /&gt;* Matéria? &lt;br /&gt;História.&lt;br /&gt;* Drink? &lt;br /&gt;Alexander. Alguém aí assistiu Imagine?&lt;br /&gt;* Filmes? &lt;br /&gt;Putz...Os filmes dos Beatles. Para o Resto de Nossas Vidas, Vestígios do Dia, todos do Monty Python, Os Piores Anos de Nossas Vidas e tudo que o Woody Allen fez.&lt;br /&gt;* Seriado? &lt;br /&gt;Ahh...Friends, Anos Incríveis, ER, Gilmore Girls, The Nanny, Will &amp; Grace. Ah, e o Drew Carey! Tanto o dele quanto o Whose Line is it Anyway?.&lt;br /&gt;* Número?? &lt;br /&gt;Não tenho número. Pode ser 3?&lt;br /&gt;* Quem é seu ídolo?? &lt;br /&gt;Ora, ora, ora...é ele mesmo! Paul Ramone!&lt;br /&gt;* Torce pra algum time de futebol? &lt;br /&gt;SC Internacional. Mas não gosto de futebol. Torço pra eles porque é um time mais legal e porque, no geral, não gosto de gremistas. Há exceções.&lt;br /&gt;* Ator e atriz: &lt;br /&gt;Tem que ser atual? Robin Williams e Emma Thompson. Dos velhos é o Cary Grant e a Katharine Hepburn.&lt;br /&gt;* Música especial: &lt;br /&gt;As do Paul, sei lá...Várias.&lt;br /&gt;* Por quê?&lt;br /&gt;Porque o Paul é o cara mais genial que caminha no planeta Terra. E você não tem como negar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;VOCE FEZ, VOCE FAZ... OU OUTRAS PERGUNTAS ESTRANHAS &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Tem os pés no chão?? &lt;br /&gt;Sim.&lt;br /&gt;* Está de olho em alguém?? &lt;br /&gt;Não.&lt;br /&gt;* Cego ou surdo? &lt;br /&gt;Surdo. Sabe como é...o rock faz isso com a gente.&lt;br /&gt;* Verdade ou desafio? &lt;br /&gt;Verdade.&lt;br /&gt;* Piscina ou oceano? &lt;br /&gt;Piscina.&lt;br /&gt;* Ouro ou prata? &lt;br /&gt;Ouro. Mas de verdade, pls.&lt;br /&gt;* Diamantes ou pérolas? &lt;br /&gt;Diamantes. Pérola é coisa de véia.&lt;br /&gt;* Nascer ou pôr do sol? &lt;br /&gt;Tanto faz. Sol faz mal pra saúde.&lt;br /&gt;* Amor ou paixão? &lt;br /&gt;Amor. Paixão acaba muito fácil.&lt;br /&gt;* Banho de chuveiro ou banheira? &lt;br /&gt;Banho é bom de qualquer jeito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OUTRAS PERGUNTAS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Um bom conselho? &lt;br /&gt;Nada como um dia depois do outro.&lt;br /&gt;* Você gosta de dançar?? &lt;br /&gt;Não muito.&lt;br /&gt;* Você já pensou que iria morrer? &lt;br /&gt;Não.&lt;br /&gt;* Você dorme com bichos de pelúcia? &lt;br /&gt;Não.&lt;br /&gt;* Já quebrou algum osso? &lt;br /&gt;Não. Já machuquei pra caralho, mas não quebrou.&lt;br /&gt;* Você se considera um bom ouvinte? &lt;br /&gt;Bah, e como!&lt;br /&gt;* Quem vc sente saudades e quer ver de novo? &lt;br /&gt;A Homera e o Márcio!&lt;br /&gt;* O que vc está usando agora? &lt;br /&gt;Camiseta da Cachorro Grande, bermuda e tênis.&lt;br /&gt;* Você está solitário?? &lt;br /&gt;Não.&lt;br /&gt;* Você está feliz??? &lt;br /&gt;Sim!&lt;br /&gt;* Você está comendo? &lt;br /&gt;Não. Tenho me controlado.&lt;br /&gt;* O q você planeja fazer nos próximos meses? &lt;br /&gt;Ir visitar o meu pai.&lt;br /&gt;* Praia ou serra? &lt;br /&gt;Serra. E fondue na serra.&lt;br /&gt;* Nome que vai dar aos filhos:&lt;br /&gt;Miriam e Lucas&lt;br /&gt;* Primavera, verão, outono ou inverno? &lt;br /&gt;Outra pergunta besta...inverno, ora...&lt;br /&gt;* Do quê mais vc sente vergonha? &lt;br /&gt;Não sinto vergonha de nada não...&lt;br /&gt;* Ler, assistir, ouvir ou navegar? &lt;br /&gt;Ouvir&lt;br /&gt;* Qual sua religião?? &lt;br /&gt;Acredito em muitas coisas mas não pratico nada.&lt;br /&gt;* Um lugar da sua casa: &lt;br /&gt;Cama&lt;br /&gt;* Um lugar no mundo: &lt;br /&gt;Londres&lt;br /&gt;* Viagem dos sonhos: &lt;br /&gt;Já fiz a viagem dos meus sonhos. Liddypool, baby! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;* O que fazer para mudar? &lt;br /&gt;Mudar? Eu não mudo nunca!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-89040584?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/89040584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/89040584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#89040584' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-88983148</id><published>2003-02-12T14:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-12T14:58:55.540-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Criaturas...&lt;br /&gt;Inspirada no &lt;a href="http://couldwalk.blogger.com.br"&gt;Blog do Rafael&lt;/a&gt;, decidi postar aqui umas coisas sobre o maravilhoso, super vitaminado e muito fofo &lt;a href="http://www.michaelmoore.com"&gt;Michael Moore&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sempre gostei dele e assistia o TV Nation (de onde saiu o &lt;a href="http://209.81.70.38/index2.html"&gt;Louis Theroux&lt;/a&gt;, outro cara genial) quando passava na GNT. Meu pai e eu ficávamos lá, na nossa convicção de esquerda, maravilhados com aquele gordinho que usava um boné de time de baseball e ficava xingando os donos de grandes corporações por um megafone no meio da rua.&lt;br /&gt;Aí, como tudo que é bom por esses cantos, acabou. E eu fiquei sem saber dele por &lt;i&gt;muuuuito&lt;/i&gt; tempo. As vezes ficava sabendo de algum filme que ele tinha lançado, tipo &lt;a href="http://www.adorocinema.com/filmes/operacao-canada/operacao-canada.htm"&gt;Operação Canadá&lt;/a&gt;, mas era só. E eu ficava conversando com as pessoas que gostavam dele e lembrando das bobagens dos programas antigos, que nem quando ele foi atrás do cara que fez o jingle da "Mennen" só pra descobrir quem tinha sido o desgraçado que tinha criado aquela musiquinha chata que não saía da cabeça das pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;E de repente, não mais que de repente, a GNT mostra &lt;a href="http://www.dogeatdogfilms.com/tbo.html"&gt;"The Big One"&lt;/a&gt; e eu surto de novo! Eu vi esse vídeo TANTAS vezes que vocês não tem noção. É nesse filme que tem a famosa &lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/art/antinike/outro.htm"&gt;entrevista&lt;/a&gt; de Michael Moore com Phil Knight, dono da Nike.&lt;br /&gt;Agora eu vejo que ele foi indicado ao Oscar por &lt;a href="http://www.bowlingforcolumbine.com/"&gt;Bowling for Columbine&lt;/a&gt;. Putz, que alegria!&lt;br /&gt;Eu acho, honestamente, que ele não vai ganhar. Tudo por causa do lobby dos fabricantes de armas. But Hey! Já é alguma coisa! Vai ver existe alguma chance remota desses caras se darem conta do quão ridículos eles são e darem o prêmio pro nosso gordim...&lt;br /&gt;Que tal uma campanha pra lançarem o filme no Brasil?&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto isso, eu ainda quero "Downsize This!" e "Stupid White Men". Alguém quer por favor mandar pra mim? Eu pago bem...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-88983148?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88983148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88983148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88983148' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-88976177</id><published>2003-02-12T12:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-12T12:32:38.950-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.paulofrancis.com/"&gt;Meu mestre&lt;/a&gt;. E ponto final.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-88976177?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88976177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88976177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88976177' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-88923769</id><published>2003-02-11T15:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-11T15:24:45.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/ambrosius/1038778869_evaporated.JPG" border="0" alt="Click here to find out which ben folds song you are."&gt;&lt;br&gt;Evaporated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ambrosius/quizzes/Which%20Ben%20Folds(Or%20Ben%20Folds%20Five)%20Song%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Ben Folds(Or Ben Folds Five) Song Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/F/FSUCola/1035859245_BabyPhotos.jpg" border="0" alt="You are Naked Baby Photos."&gt;&lt;br&gt;Naked Baby Photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/FSUCola/quizzes/Which%20Ben%20Folds%20Five%20Album%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Ben Folds Five Album Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-88923769?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88923769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88923769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88923769' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-88923317</id><published>2003-02-11T15:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-11T15:14:42.306-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E por fim...já que não tem porra nenhuma pra fazer aqui...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/R/Raha/1040983939_ltsBeatles.jpg" border="0" alt="Beatles"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're the Beatles! You're the most well known&lt;br&gt;group in the world. You tend to be fairly easy&lt;br&gt;going, with a lot of stock in peace and love.&lt;br&gt;You put more of your faith into your partner&lt;br&gt;then you do in your friends. You're not afraid&lt;br&gt;to think out of the square or be seen as&lt;br&gt;different. Go you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Raha/quizzes/Which%20vintage%20British%20Supergroup%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which vintage British Supergroup are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-88923317?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88923317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88923317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88923317' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-88923066</id><published>2003-02-11T15:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-11T15:09:25.736-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>É. Isso também é verdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/A/aliarson/1040778028_ctures1sdf.JPG" border="0" alt="unionjackgirl"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're an Anglophile! Like many of us disillusioned&lt;br&gt;Americans, you wish that the American&lt;br&gt;Revolution never would have happened, and that&lt;br&gt;we'd still have afternoon tea and say 'cheers'.&lt;br&gt;Sadly, you will never be English, so you use&lt;br&gt;their slang, spelling, and political opinions&lt;br&gt;in an attempt to lessen your disappointment.&lt;br&gt;It's ok though...England is so much cooler than&lt;br&gt;America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/aliarson/quizzes/Are%20you%20an%20Anglophile%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Are you an Anglophile?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-88923066?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88923066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88923066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88923066' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-88922787</id><published>2003-02-11T15:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-11T15:03:26.650-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Claro, claro...ahan...&lt;br /&gt;E onde está a novidade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/G/Grond13/1037033621_HRickenbacker36012.jpg" border="0" alt="Fireglo Rickenbacker 360/12...12-string heaven"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're a Rickenbacker 360/12!  The most popular 12-&lt;br&gt;string electric guitar of all time, you first&lt;br&gt;gained notoriety in the hands of guitarists&lt;br&gt;like the Beatles' George Harrison and Roger&lt;br&gt;McGuinn of the Byrds.  Your ethereal, chiming&lt;br&gt;tone is second to none.  The average guitarist&lt;br&gt;will have to save up for awhile to afford you,&lt;br&gt;but you'll give 'em their money's worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Grond13/quizzes/What%20Kind%20Of%20Guitar%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Kind Of Guitar Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-88922787?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88922787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88922787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88922787' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-88922271</id><published>2003-02-11T14:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-11T14:53:01.626-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Isso vale uma atualização!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/Y/yohei7/1036794583_DMikePicsbfcrowd.jpg" border="0" alt="Ben's adoring crowd."&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kate of... ummm... "KATE"&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, you're worshipped by all. Your&lt;br&gt;deft manipulation of your public persona has&lt;br&gt;been successful. You have convinced everyone&lt;br&gt;that you are intelligent, insightful, and have&lt;br&gt;good taste in music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everyday she wears the same thing, I think&lt;br&gt;she smokes pot. She's everything I want, she's&lt;br&gt;everything I'm not."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/yohei7/quizzes/What%20Ben%20Folds%20song%20character%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Ben Folds song character are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-88922271?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88922271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88922271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88922271' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-88920305</id><published>2003-02-11T14:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-11T14:12:08.123-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E aí, pessoas? Quanto tempo, hein?&lt;br /&gt;Pois é. Minha irmã foi embora. Ficamos pela cidade, fazendo mudança aos poucos (ainda).&lt;br /&gt;Sacumé...os dois velhinhos ficam em casa e não fazem mais festa. :)&lt;br /&gt;Tenho pouca coisa pra contar, de verdade. A vida segue devagar, quase parando, nesses dias de verão.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-88920305?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88920305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88920305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88920305' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-88485289</id><published>2003-02-03T16:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-03T16:10:47.630-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gente, o que é o calor dessa cidade?&lt;br /&gt;Eu queria muito ter fcado na praia. Vocês não tem noção.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-88485289?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88485289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88485289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88485289' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-88483272</id><published>2003-02-03T15:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-03T15:26:25.643-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Colocando vcs a par dos acontecimentos:&lt;br /&gt;Terminei o jornal na sexta. Fui pra praia no mesmo dia (noite, no caso). Teve um tiroteio do nosso lado lá em Capão.&lt;br /&gt;Sábado com a Gi, a prima dela e o Alberto, além da Beth e do Rafa. A cena se repetiu. E roubaram o celular do Alberto.&lt;br /&gt;Madrugada na delegacia, fazendo BO.&lt;br /&gt;Domingo voltamos pra POA.Hoje começou meu curso no SENAC.&lt;br /&gt;E era isso.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, hoje foi o começo do ano do judiciário. To toda arrumada aqui.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-88483272?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88483272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88483272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88483272' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-88274622</id><published>2003-01-30T13:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-30T13:44:16.046-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O Bier teve aqui agora, olhou o andamento do jornal e largou um "tsc, tsc...coitadinha". Isso não pode ser um bom sinal, né?&lt;br /&gt;:-((((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-88274622?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88274622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88274622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88274622' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-88272980</id><published>2003-01-30T13:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-30T13:09:56.833-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu sou uma alma muito antiga. Eu nasci muito velha.&lt;br /&gt;Me lembro que há uns bons 6 anos, jantando com o Kleiton, ele largou pra mim: "Putz, Angela, acho que tu és mais velha que eu".&lt;br /&gt;Ele tava certo. Imagina se me visse agora...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-88272980?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88272980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88272980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88272980' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-88270448</id><published>2003-01-30T12:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-30T12:20:04.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Que pena que não dá pra escrever tudo que a gente quer num blog. É aberto demais e contar a vida, assim sem mais, na internet, pode não ser uma boa idéia. E eu não sou do tipo de pessoa que escreve em diários e guarda para os filhos descobrirem anos depois.&lt;br /&gt;Acho que eu preciso sair com a Márcia...vou encher os ouvidos dela de coisa :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;Ah...se eu pudesse, ficava na Oficina Etílica até umas 5 da manhã. Como eu já falei, &lt;b&gt;lá&lt;/b&gt; é o verdadeiro reduto dos alternativos da Cidade Baixa! Não é o Ossip! Lá as pessoas bebem de verdade, vivem por uns momentos uma vida mais solidária, comem como se não houvesse amanhã e sofrem de amor! Lá no meio daquela fumaça o Tom Jobim vai viver pra sempre, cantando &lt;i&gt;"Pareces que dizes/Te amo, Maria/ Na fotografia estamos felizes..."&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ali na João Alfredo, pessoas. Mas é melhor vocês não irem lá, porque daí vai ficar cheio e eu não quero a minha mesa ocupada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-88270448?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88270448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88270448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88270448' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-88211168</id><published>2003-01-29T13:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-29T13:26:06.920-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pra deixar claro:&lt;br /&gt;* O FSM ainda não acabou pra jornalista aqui. Eu tenho que fechar 8 páginas sobre essa naba até sexta-feira. Sozinha, é claro.&lt;br /&gt;YUCK!&lt;br /&gt;* Militão, os hot dogs e as cevas tavam ótimos. Desculpa ter dado vexame lá. Da próxima vez as irmãs metralha não vão deixar as coisas no chão. Como sempre, as nossas conversas me deixaram pensando em mil possibilidades. E vamos deixar combinado que "o que é da Barbie velha tá guardado", ok? (eu adoro piadas internas).&lt;br /&gt;* Sinal dos tempos! Os tecno-rosas não são mais &lt;b&gt;tãããão&lt;/b&gt; tecno-rosas assim. E eu ando viajando na maionese demais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-88211168?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88211168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88211168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88211168' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-88161341</id><published>2003-01-28T13:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-28T13:21:28.896-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O Rafael deu saúde pro Ziraldo ontem de noite, no Barranco...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-88161341?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88161341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/88161341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88161341' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-87760055</id><published>2003-01-20T23:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-20T23:34:00.630-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/raswirl98/quizzes/Which%20resident%20of%20Staley%20310%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/R/raswirl98/1037176884_sktopAdam1.JPG" border="0" alt="Adam"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which resident of Staley 310 are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-87760055?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87760055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87760055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87760055' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-87744904</id><published>2003-01-20T17:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-20T18:00:19.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E agora chega. Mais testes só amanhã...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-87744904?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87744904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87744904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87744904' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-87744874</id><published>2003-01-20T17:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-20T17:55:51.943-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tá comprovado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/beatlegirl/quizzes/What%20Beatles%20movie%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/B/beatlegirl/1040075004_sotherhelp.jpg" border="0" alt="Look!%20%20They're%20actually%20not%20fallling!"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Beatles movie are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-87744874?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87744874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87744874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87744874' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-87744631</id><published>2003-01-20T17:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-20T17:50:24.466-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/hypezombie/quizzes/Which%20punk%20rock%20god%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1034138967_yPicturesJoey1" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which punk rock god are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-87744631?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87744631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87744631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87744631' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-87744003</id><published>2003-01-20T17:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-20T17:37:56.326-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Continuando...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/dirtyground/quizzes/Which%20Character%20In%20High%20Fidelity%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizilla.com/user_images/1033459441_ermusicgod.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Character In High Fidelity Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/penginchan/quizzes/Which%20David%20Bowie%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/penginchan/1038355082_turesZIGGY.gif" border="0" alt="ZIGGY"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which David Bowie are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-87744003?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87744003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87744003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87744003' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-87743607</id><published>2003-01-20T17:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-20T17:30:01.646-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/filmnerdncno/quizzes/Which%20famous%20(or%20semi-famous)%20film%20director%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/F/filmnerdncno/1034709402_Cquizwes.JPG" border="0" alt="Wes"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which famous (or semi-famous) film director are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-87743607?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87743607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87743607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87743607' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-87743277</id><published>2003-01-20T17:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-20T17:22:47.466-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Testes e mais testes nesse fim de tarde chato pra diabo aqui no sindicato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/rockhell34/quizzes/what%20british%20invasion%20song%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/R/rockhell34/1038364828_andjeremy1.jpg" border="0" alt="chadandjeremy"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;what british invasion song are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-87743277?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87743277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87743277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87743277' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-87742917</id><published>2003-01-20T17:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-20T17:15:10.396-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;Gostei!!!&lt;br /&gt;É ela que dança com o Paul no restaurante indiano. E foi por causa dessa atriz que Eleonor Rigby tem o nome que tem. Mas vocês já sabiam disso, né?&lt;br /&gt;duh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/majhoulihan/quizzes/Which%20Beatles%20Film%20Character%20are%20You%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/majhoulihan/1038069103_cturesahme.jpg" border="0" alt="%22I%20am%20not%20what%20I%20seem.%22"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Beatles Film Character are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-87742917?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87742917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87742917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87742917' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-87736865</id><published>2003-01-20T14:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-20T14:53:03.860-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pessoas! O meu blog voltou!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Que alegria. Tenho muitas coisas pra contar pra vcs. Nesse meio tempo, o Rafael passou na Economia da UFRGS, nós fizemos nossa mudança (nos telefonem para pegar o endereço novo!), saímos bastante e comemoramos. De certa maneira, é o fim de uma era. Vou deixar de ver as pessoas da minha casa com tanta frequência (minha mãe e minha avó) e vamos ter um canto só nosso (apesar de não ser &lt;b&gt;nosso &lt;/b&gt;, já que pertence aos pais do Rafa). Mas é como se estivessemos alugando um apto, e estaremos muito bem instalados. O barulho da Protásio nem se escuta tanto. Espero ter o prazer da visita de todos vcs lá em breve.&lt;br /&gt;Teremos muito trabalho pela frente! O FSM vai tirar o meu sangue, mas em compensação verei meu presidente popstar bem de pertinho (ui!). E vai ter a cobertura do Planeta tbm (que promete ser tão cansativa quanto no ano passado, com o agravante que esse ano eu &lt;b&gt;não&lt;/b&gt; vou ver um show com o Marky Ramone de cima do palco!!!).&lt;br /&gt;Mas fevereiro será mais calmo.&lt;br /&gt;A parte triste é que a minha irmã vai embora no início do mês que vem. &lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;Mas nós sempre teremos o João Bosco (piada interna). hueheuheuehueheuheuheuehueheuheuheuheuheuheue&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-87736865?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87736865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87736865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87736865' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-87736130</id><published>2003-01-20T14:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-20T14:36:36.093-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>teste&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-87736130?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87736130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87736130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87736130' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-87589113</id><published>2003-01-17T10:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-17T20:25:22.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu tinha mil coisas pra postar, mas não to conseguindo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-87589113?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87589113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87589113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87589113' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-87490317</id><published>2003-01-15T16:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-16T21:15:54.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Atendendo a pedidos da minha amiga Homera, vou dizer o que acho sobre a questão toda do Pete Townshend:&lt;br /&gt;Titio Piti sempre teve problemas. Basta ler as letras de Tommy e ver que pedofilia não é novidade. Eu acho que ele é um cara honesto e em paz com os próprios demônios. Sei que ele já foi acusado de várias "perversões" e sempre assumiu o que era verdade com certa dignidade. Eu acredito no que ele diz e &lt;b&gt;acho que ele não é culpado&lt;/b&gt;. Mesmo assim, eu não ficaria surpresa se descobrisse que ele fez tudo aquilo que estão dizendo.&lt;br /&gt;De mais a mais, ele é o mesmo Pete de sempre! Por que diabos as pessoas estão tão apavoradas afinal? Ele sempre foi maluco!&lt;br /&gt;Eu, na minha irracionalidade típica de fã dele, acho que quem não gosta de The Who não é digno de viver e será alvo do meu lança-chamas em breve.&lt;br /&gt;HUAUAUAUAUA....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-87490317?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87490317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87490317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87490317' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-87448209</id><published>2003-01-14T22:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-14T22:39:56.233-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;É nóis na fita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://catch22.weblogger.com.br" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.catch22blog.hpg.com.br/apresentador/ratinho.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://catch22.weblogger.com.br" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que apresentador de TV você é?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-87448209?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87448209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87448209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87448209' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-87448066</id><published>2003-01-14T22:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-14T22:37:16.170-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Isso vale uma atualização....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://catch22.weblogger.com.br" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.catch22blog.hpg.com.br/chaves/chiquinha.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://catch22.weblogger.com.br" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que personagem da turma do Chaves você é?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-87448066?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87448066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87448066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87448066' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-87225426</id><published>2003-01-10T14:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-10T14:17:24.906-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ai, gente! Hoje o meu fofo torceu o pé! O Rafael tá de molho lá em casa, bem quietinho, com o pé engessado!&lt;br /&gt;Pelo menos eu vou levar ele pra praia e ele vai descansar.&lt;br /&gt;:(((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-87225426?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87225426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87225426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#87225426' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-87122892</id><published>2003-01-08T15:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-08T15:29:23.683-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu deveria estar triste por ter começado o ano achando que ia botar 1000 reais na poupança e vou acabar não botando nenhum pila...&lt;br /&gt;O Rafael diz que nós vamos economizar bastante a partir deste mês, já que vamos nos mudar. Mas é foda, eu não tenho tanta certeza.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo bem, a gente trabalha pra isso mesmo, né?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-87122892?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87122892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87122892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#87122892' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-87122434</id><published>2003-01-08T15:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-08T15:18:44.093-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vamos (Rafa, Beth e eu) pra Capão neste findi. Caipirinhas, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-87122434?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87122434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/87122434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#87122434' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-86872384</id><published>2003-01-03T08:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-03T08:25:10.450-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tomei uma decisão importante: Só vou ler SenhorF! Esse número tá simplesmente muuuuuito do caralho e tem até uma resenha do Brazilian Peebles.&lt;i&gt;"Na seqüência, com o hit "Turbilhão de Emoções", a troupe gaúcha Plato Divorak &amp; Os Sha-Zams introduz a clássica psicodelia sulista com toques de Jovem Guarda. Ex-Lovecraft e parceiro de Frank Jorge, Plato é uma espécie de Syd Barret dos pampas, cultuado além das fronteiras do Rio Grande do Sul. Ao seu lado na canção está o tecladista Astronauta Pingüim, pilotando um Moog e um órgão Cromar".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, se vocês tivessem noção do que é a família do Plato, vocês &lt;b&gt;NÃO&lt;/b&gt; iam entender de onde ele veio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-86872384?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86872384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86872384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_29_archive.html#86872384' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-86872179</id><published>2003-01-03T08:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-03T08:14:55.453-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahn...ontem, pela primeira vez na minha vida, vi aquelas meninas do "Rouge" cantando aquela música que eu não sei o nome. Mas tinha um telão atrás delas que dizia "Hebe". O copo de vinho e eu pensamos: Puxa, a Hebe! Mas não. Minha irmã me explicou que aquilo faz parte da letra e se pronuncia "Ebê". Ahhhh bom. Então tá.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-86872179?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86872179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86872179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_29_archive.html#86872179' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-86872097</id><published>2003-01-03T08:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-03T08:10:09.853-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Enquanto as cabeças aqui no Sindicato não chegam...&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho andado no piloto automático. Ontem, por exemplo, eu tava dirigindo, vindo aqui pro trabalho, e eu sentia que estava no piloto automático, sabia do perigo dessa situação, e não consegui sair dela!!!! Hoje, por exemplo, tive que trabalhar pela manhã por causa da formatura do Ricardo (pra quem não sabe, irmão do Rafael).Essa coisa de acordar de manhã já me coloca automaticamente no piloto automático.&lt;br /&gt;Esse mês também terei o "imenso prazer" de gastar R$1000,00 na programação de um template para o meu outro projeto paralelo ("projeto paralelo" é bom). Odeio ver meu dinheiro sumir assim, mas é por uma boa causa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-86872097?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86872097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86872097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_29_archive.html#86872097' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-86839578</id><published>2003-01-02T16:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-02T16:29:15.800-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Atolada em trabalho, eu desejo a todos um bom ano novo, repleto de saúde e conquistas!&lt;br /&gt;Também aproveito a rápida passagem pelo blog para avisar que o novo número da ZeroZen está no ar!&lt;br /&gt;Os irmãos Paulo Pinheiro e Saulo Gomes comentam vááários assuntos legais.&lt;br /&gt;Destaques para a seção Ombuzzman e p/ o Especial da Feira do Livro (sim, eu tbm comprei os livros do Pinheiro Machado).&lt;br /&gt;Volto quando as coisas acalmarem por aqui.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-86839578?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86839578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86839578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_29_archive.html#86839578' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-86591657</id><published>2002-12-27T13:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-27T13:43:16.040-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A voz do povo é a voz de Deus, né?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rockymountainnews.com/drmn/music/article/0,1299,DRMN_54_1628933,00.html"&gt;McCartney top touring artist in '02&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segundo a Billboard, o bom velhinho ganhou de Rolling Stones, Cher, Billy Joel e Elton John, Neil Diamond, Aerosmith, Eagles, Crosby, Stills, Nash &amp; Young, Creed, Britney Spears, NSYNC, The Who, Barry Manilow, Bruce Springsteen, Blink-182, Green Day e da Ozzfest.&lt;br /&gt;Tudo de bom pra vocês!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-86591657?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86591657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86591657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_22_archive.html#86591657' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-86445746</id><published>2002-12-23T16:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-23T16:19:57.866-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah...absolutamente nada pra fazer hoje.&lt;br /&gt;Aqueles dias que eu não devia ter sequer botado o pé pra fora de casa.&lt;br /&gt;E hoje tem festa de natal no oficina etílica. Quem acha que o Ossip é "alternativo" (tenho asco a esse termo) não conhece o oficina etílica, que fica apenas a uma quadra do dito.&lt;br /&gt;É noite de se afogar em Alexander e cantar Chico Buarque.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-86445746?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86445746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86445746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_22_archive.html#86445746' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-86330918</id><published>2002-12-20T16:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-20T16:43:24.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu ODEIO a Yoko Ono e desprezo essa babação de ovo no John Lennon.&lt;br /&gt;A notícia é da BBC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sir Paul resents Beatles 'revisionism'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Paul McCartney has said that the way the history of the Beatles has been re-written since John Lennon was shot "gets up his nose". Speaking on CNN's Larry King Live in Los Angeles, Sir Paul said that for certain people Lennon became a "martyr" after being shot dead in 1980. &lt;br /&gt;He said that as a consequence there had been "revisionism" of his own role in The Beatles. &lt;br /&gt;"You can't blame people," he told King. "You know, there's a lot of sympathy". &lt;br /&gt;"It was such a shocking way to go that you want to try and give him everything." &lt;br /&gt;But he went on to say that the fact that people downgraded his own contribution annoyed him. &lt;br /&gt;Lennon and McCartney worked very closely in the early days of The Beatles. Later their approach was more fragmented, though their work continued to be credited to both. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Recently Sir Paul criticised Lennon's wife Yoko Ono for refusing to let him put his name before John Lennon's on the credits of Yesterday for The Beatles' Anthology collection. Ono refused, antagonising Sir Paul who wrote the song entirely, though royalties from it were &lt;u&gt;shared. &lt;br /&gt;"At one point Yoko earned more from Yesterday than I did.&lt;/u&gt; It doesn't compute, especially when it's the only song that none of the Beatles had anything to do with," &lt;/b&gt;he said at the time.&lt;br /&gt;When King asked him how he got on with Ono, he said: "We don't not get along, but you know, it's like some people you may be destined to not become great buddies with." He added: "It's not that we don't get along, just we don't talk much. "We talk if we have to." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infeliz e cretina. A resposta japonesa para a bomba atômica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-86330918?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86330918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86330918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86330918' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-86232516</id><published>2002-12-18T16:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-18T16:48:29.276-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah, a Homera querida me mandou um cartão virtual lá da Itália!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ela não é um doce?&lt;br /&gt;Homera, eu sei que tu vai ler isso, então sinta-se devidamente cumprimentada pelo Natal e o Ano Novo, e também já fica sabendo que sentimos (o Rafael e eu) muitas saudades tuas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-86232516?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86232516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86232516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86232516' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-86229850</id><published>2002-12-18T15:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-18T15:44:11.373-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.imthebishopofeastanglia.blogger.com.br"&gt;Foto das pessoas legais (mas é claro que eu estou no meio) na festa de fim de ano do Terra.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atenção para o grau de fofura da minha irmã.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-86229850?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86229850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86229850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86229850' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-86198193</id><published>2002-12-17T23:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-17T23:47:41.140-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Como era de se esperar, crianças, uma pessoa como eu tem em casa o livro "Como perder amigos e aborrecer pessoas" em uma edição de 1941. Eu uso legal, né?&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo defasado, ainda tem muita coisa que dá pra aproveitar. Não empresto, nem tiro xerox.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-86198193?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86198193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86198193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86198193' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-86190775</id><published>2002-12-17T21:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-17T21:00:23.033-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A gente manda as calças pro chinês da tinturaria e elas voltam encolhidas.&lt;br /&gt;Não se faz mais asiáticos como antigamente...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-86190775?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86190775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86190775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86190775' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-86173701</id><published>2002-12-17T14:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-17T14:18:19.980-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E chega de postar.&lt;br /&gt;Hora de escerver matéria sobre o escândalo do STJ. Vejo vocês no icq.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-86173701?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86173701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86173701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86173701' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-86173669</id><published>2002-12-17T14:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-17T14:17:35.606-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! Eu não contei pra vocês!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Essa foi a coisa mais bizarra do fim de semana:&lt;br /&gt;Vocês se lembram daquela instituição chamada Fã-clube Live and Let Die? Pois é, faz pelo menos uns 5 anos que ele "acabou", só atendendo malas como o Luciano "Helter Skelter" e demais pessoas com problemas (problemas mesmo, agora não é piada). O atendimento se limitava a troca de gravações raras, não muito acessíveis em condições financeiras normais. Quase uma filantropia...&lt;br /&gt;Aí me liga a louca Rosane dizendo: "Vou ter que sair do fã-clube (!). Estou evoluindo na minha religião e ela não permite esta atividade. Como Testemunha de Jeová, eu não posso idolatrar ninguém (!). "&lt;br /&gt;Meninas e meninos, vocês lembram daquelas nossas reuniões? A guria tinha uma noção tão distorcida da coisa, que no mínimo dá pra pensar que a gente sacrificava cabritos num altar com uma estatueta do Paul (que nem quando vão sacrificar o Ringo para a deusa Kaili no filme Help!). Como já diria o Álvaro: Djura! Bah, nem na época mais tansa das nossas existências a gente tinha essa relação "ídolo - fã". Aliás, nesse auge em questão, eu me lembro claramente da Márcia Bohrer dizer que se pudesse, a primeira coisa que faria com o Paul McCartney era dar uns tapas nele.&lt;br /&gt;Doces tardes de sábado de 1993, quando o Álvaro dirigia um Corcel azul que sempre morria nas lombas e a Márcia fazia rocambole em 15 minutos.&lt;br /&gt;Quando chegava o domingo, era o dia de xingar o John Lennon das 7 às 8 da noite para todo o Rio Grande do Sul escutar. E me lembro das caras que o Fernando Selegar e o Paulinho Vieira faziam: "Xi, gurias. Vão chover cartas agora...". Mas nunca ninguém reclamava, porque sabiam que nós estavamos certas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-86173669?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86173669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86173669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86173669' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-86172426</id><published>2002-12-17T13:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-17T13:48:47.020-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eis que a minha irmã chegou em POA semana passada. A minha irmã é realmente inteligente e é com um orgulho quase materno que eu digo que ela já sabia Tommy "by heart" com 10 anos. &lt;br /&gt;Em um famigerado ano que eu não vou dizer qual é, o Pase apelidou ela de "Pequena Angela", um elogio que nós duas agradecemos (hehe).&lt;br /&gt;Só que agora ela é uma mocinha de 13 anos, mais alta que eu e decidida a fazer Ciências Políticas na Bélgica ou na França (?!). As gerações nos ultrapassam...&lt;br /&gt;Mas ela continua sabendo todo o Tommy.&lt;br /&gt;Tão fofa ela...vou botar umas fotos no outro blog...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-86172426?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86172426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86172426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86172426' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-86168753</id><published>2002-12-17T12:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-17T12:23:51.363-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>12:50 PM - Toca o telefone. A voz do outro lado diz:&lt;br /&gt;"Angela, só pra avisar que a votação do Estatuto dos Servidores foi cancelada pelo Tribunal de Justiça. Isso significa que tu não vai precisar fazer as fotos. Pode terminar o jornal em paz".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-86168753?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86168753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86168753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86168753' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-86168264</id><published>2002-12-17T12:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-17T12:11:52.413-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah, já relacionando ao post anterior...A cabeça do pobre do Beto tá melhor. Vocês já pensaram na coitada da Denise, cada vez que abre a porta de casa pro guri, tá faltando um pedaço dele!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-86168264?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86168264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86168264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86168264' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-86168173</id><published>2002-12-17T12:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-17T12:09:40.350-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E lá se vão mais e mais frases dos maravilhosos críticos musicais brasileiros. Essa é do Lúcio Ribeiro:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Os gaúchos posers do Cachorro Grande começaram demolidores. Tinha visto a banda ao vivo em duas oportunidades anteriores e não gostado de nenhuma, porque tudo era uma embolada só. Muita pose sem um som decente para mostrar. Mas no Upload foi diferente. Pelo menos nas três primeiras canções, a banda impressionou pela violência sonora e pelo gás. O miolo foi fraco, mas a retomada para o final, regada a sangue, devolveu a energia perdida. Uma fenda na cabeça do vocalista, aberta pela guitarra voadora do amigo, de alguma forma resgatou a unidade da banda (quando os instrumentos funcionam em conjunto, sem ser o barulho pelo barulho)."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posers????? POSERS?!?!?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;Será que esse cara tá falando sério?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Muita pose sem um som decente para mostrar"&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Não, ele não pode estar falando sério...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-86168173?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86168173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86168173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86168173' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-86167702</id><published>2002-12-17T11:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-17T11:58:43.906-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PP, eu acabo de me credenciar para escrever pra ZeroZen, né?&lt;br /&gt;"O horror, o horror..."&lt;br /&gt;Joseph Conrad - No Coração das Trevas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-86167702?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86167702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86167702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86167702' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-86135461</id><published>2002-12-16T20:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-16T20:34:00.996-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To me sentindo o próprio Paulo Francis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do I contradict myself?&lt;br /&gt; Very well then I contradict myself,&lt;br /&gt; (I am large, I contain multitudes.)"&lt;br /&gt;Walt Whitman  - Song of Myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai, que saudade dele.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-86135461?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86135461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86135461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86135461' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-86128624</id><published>2002-12-16T18:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-16T18:15:45.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Muito, muito, muito, muito, muito, muito legal o site que a minha amiga Thais fez.&lt;br /&gt;Visitem o &lt;a href="http://www.helter-skelter.org"&gt;Helter Skelter&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-86128624?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86128624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86128624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86128624' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-86127403</id><published>2002-12-16T17:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-16T17:46:22.096-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;E este eh o fim dessa discussao "1999", porque este nao eh um espaco democratico como a FML. Eh egocentrico e ditatorial como o Cardosonline, a unica coisa pior do que a FML. Todos os posts referentes ao assunto nao serao mais respondidos. Interessados, favor remeter opiniões via e-mail.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-86127403?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86127403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86127403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86127403' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-86115320</id><published>2002-12-16T13:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-16T13:21:47.796-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sobre essa coisa da FML, como sempre o Paul McCartney tem a melhor explicação:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Too many people going underground,&lt;br /&gt;   Too many reaching for a piece of cake.&lt;br /&gt;   Too many people pulled and pushed around,&lt;br /&gt;   Too many waiting for that lucky break.&lt;br /&gt;   Too many people sharing party lines,&lt;br /&gt;   Too many people never sleeping late.&lt;br /&gt;   Too many people paying parking fines,&lt;br /&gt;   Too many hungry people losing weight.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Too many people preaching practices&lt;br /&gt;   Don't let them tell you what you wanna be.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Too many people holding back,&lt;br /&gt;   This Is crazy and maybe it's not like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa música foi feita em resposta pro John Lennon, que se achava muito intelectual e alternativo. Na realidade não era nada disso.&lt;br /&gt;Era um menininho rico e sem educação. Que nem certas pessoas que se achavam "Working Class Heroes". Ha-ha-ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-86115320?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86115320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/86115320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86115320' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-85901876</id><published>2002-12-12T14:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-12T14:28:40.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tá. Vivo vendo pessoas por aí falando nos seus blogs sobre FML, sobre 1999, sobre como tudo era legal e publicando fotinhos daquele ano por aí. Sim, 99 foi legal. Mas não por esses motivos.&lt;br /&gt;Eu, que nunca fiz parte dos grupelhos pseudo-intelectualóides-alternativos da Famecos, posso dizer com convicção: Não vou publicar nenhuma foto, nem contar causos porque não tenho nada pra contar sobre vocês em 99! Todas as minhas fotos daquele ano foram com o meu (então) namorado!&lt;br /&gt;Agora que passou, vcs podiam pelo menos ser honestos: A FML era uma máquina de excluir pessoas. Quem não era da panela sequer tinha e-mails respondidos. Logo vocês...tão abertos, open minded guys....&lt;br /&gt;Aí deve vir um dos charmosos da antiga lista dizendo: Ah, isso é dor de cotovelo. Tá com inveja.&lt;br /&gt;Não, isso não pode ser, porque eu não sou burra pra sofrer de graça. Eu saí da lista muito antes que uma coisa dessas pudesse acontecer.&lt;br /&gt;E digo mais:  Se isso tivesse acontecido, só daria razão pra minha teoria.&lt;br /&gt;Mas putz, a Famecos também é foda. Cheia de relapsos e de gente que reclamava da PUC sem aproveitar nenhuma das oportunidades que a faculdade proporcionava (e não adianta dizer que não, porque ela proporciona, sim). Gente que dormia na aula, gente que desrespeitava professores, gente achava que a vida era aquele saguão.&lt;br /&gt;E eu, que não sou rebelde que nem certos ex-alunos que se julgam escritores de mão-cheia, não passei os quatro anos da Famecos só reclamando dos professores. Eu tentei tirar o máximo que pude da PUC, assim como ela tirou o máximo que pode do bolso da minha família. Digo com orgulho que hoje tenho mais amizades entre os professores do que entre os alunos. Amizade mesmo, de beber junto. Não faço questão nenhuma de rever a minha turma, que deu ingresso em 97. A única pessoa realmente "amiga" que sobrou, eu já conhecia há pelo menos 4 anos antes de fazer vestibular. Dos alunos de lá que eu acho que valem alguma lembrança, dá pra contar nos dedos das duas mãos. Vocês sabem quem vocês são. Permaneceram imunes e não se importavam muito com Megaparties, Bailões e filosofias de banheiro.&lt;br /&gt;Não confundam o desabafo com amargura. Os meus óculos cor-de-rosa caíram no rio Guaíba já faz algum tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Aos que se ofenderam pelo texto: eu lamento, mas não muito.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-85901876?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85901876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85901876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85901876' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-85900451</id><published>2002-12-12T13:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-12T13:53:38.806-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sobre a Ana Maria: Eu idolatro a muié desde que ela escrevia na Bizz. Ela é a maior.&lt;br /&gt;Vocês sabiam que o som do carro dela se chama Bakana? E que ela bate a cabeça no volante quando escuta Clash?&lt;br /&gt;Ai, que doce...&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo assim, eu não sei a razão de ela falar português daquele jeito estranho nos Telecines. Ela....fala...pausadamente... e...com...muita...calma.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou da campanha: "Ana Maria, volte para a música. Deixa essa cachaça de cinema!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-85900451?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85900451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85900451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85900451' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-85743424</id><published>2002-12-09T17:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-09T17:37:49.226-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vocês sabem que eu adoro (A*D*O*R*O) a Ana Maria Bahiana, né?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-85743424?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85743424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85743424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85743424' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-85723628</id><published>2002-12-09T09:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-09T09:23:59.186-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ganhei meu DVD da "Back in the US" tour esse findi. John Cusack babando ovo na platéia dos shows e cantando músicas do Paul tri emocionado...E umas outras pintas tbm, até mais famosas que o Cusack.&lt;br /&gt;Enfim.&lt;br /&gt;Mas achei meio pobre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-85723628?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85723628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85723628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85723628' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-85549420</id><published>2002-12-05T15:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-05T15:46:58.923-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Só mais um teste e eu paro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/NorwegianBlue64/quizzes/Which%20original%20Saturday%20Night%20Live%20cast%20member%20should%20you%20be%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/NorwegianBlue64/1037517765_aykroydforquiz.jpg" border="0" alt="Dan%20Aykroyd"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which original Saturday Night Live cast member should you be?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tá. Parei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-85549420?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85549420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85549420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85549420' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-85549224</id><published>2002-12-05T15:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-05T15:43:13.060-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Spam/quizzes/what%20Monty%20python%20sketch%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1033609217_-parrot-03.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;what Monty python sketch are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-85549224?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85549224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85549224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85549224' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-85548709</id><published>2002-12-05T15:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-05T15:31:34.443-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>#Eu me amo, eu me amo&lt;br /&gt;Não posso mais viver sem mim#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/NorwegianBlue64/quizzes/%3F%3F%20%22Which%20member%20of%20the%20Who%20are%20you%3F%22/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/NorwegianBlue64/1037382171_274.jpg" border="0" alt="Picture%20of%20the%20Who%20with%20arrow%20to%20Pete%20Townshend"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;?? "Which member of the Who are you?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-85548709?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85548709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85548709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85548709' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-85548558</id><published>2002-12-05T15:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-05T15:28:35.270-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>E então, o momento mágico...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/NorwegianBlue64/quizzes/%3F%3F%20%22Which%20Beatle%20are%20you%3F%22%3F%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/NorwegianBlue64/1037386323_Paul.jpg" border="0" alt="Paul%20McCartney"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;?? "Which Beatle are you?"??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-85548558?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85548558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85548558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85548558' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-85548461</id><published>2002-12-05T15:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-05T15:26:40.033-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"What kind of Beatles fan are you?" - Results: &lt;br /&gt;You are a...TYPICAL BEATLES FAN! You're an average Beatles fan. You generally know your stuff and love the boys. Your favorite album is probably Revolver, Rubber Soul, Abbey Road, or the White Album. You're a well-rounded person...well, at least when it comes to The Beatles. ^_-  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-85548461?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85548461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85548461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85548461' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-85548206</id><published>2002-12-05T15:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-05T15:20:56.780-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah, que maravilha!&lt;br /&gt;Os meus comments estão sumindo!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-85548206?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85548206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85548206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85548206' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-85548133</id><published>2002-12-05T15:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-05T15:19:41.153-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Quizilla avisa:&lt;br /&gt;what beatles character are you?" - Results: &lt;br /&gt;you are maxwell...you are psychotic as well as rocky raccoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-85548133?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85548133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85548133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85548133' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-85548042</id><published>2002-12-05T15:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-05T15:17:32.603-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Testes, testes e mais testes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/violetjones/quizzes/Which%20hot%20frontman%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/V/violetjones/1035255809_AJulespic.jpg" border="0" alt="Hot%20Jules"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which hot frontman are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-85548042?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85548042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85548042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85548042' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-85547531</id><published>2002-12-05T15:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-05T15:06:09.750-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu prefiro o Álbum Branco, mas essa seria minha segunda opção...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/dipndotts/quizzes/Which%20Beatles%20Album%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/dipndotts/1036625933_sabbeyroad.jpg" border="0" alt="abbey%20road"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Beatles Album Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-85547531?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85547531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85547531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85547531' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-85545341</id><published>2002-12-05T14:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-05T14:19:11.466-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fiz o teste de pureza da Bia e fiquei com 18%.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca bebi xixi, nem fiz sexo com parentes. &lt;br /&gt;Sou só uma pessoa vivida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://test.thespark.com/puritytest/"&gt;Olha o link aí...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-85545341?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85545341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85545341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85545341' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-85543175</id><published>2002-12-05T13:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-05T13:32:34.023-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Roubei do blog da Bia...Nada pode ser mais mentiroso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellpadding="4" width="350" height="*" cellspacing="0" align="center"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.maschine.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/tests/80s.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.maschine.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/tests/smiths.jpg" alt="The Smiths" border="0"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;I am the epitome of unrequited love but at least I do something constructive with it.. sing beautiful songs, which will continue to win audiences over years after we have split up. I can be wistful, cathartic and depressive but at the same time I am a very deep, thoughtful person. More than likely I am contemplating something very important even if I don't look like the sort! I think before I speak and so what I say somehow has more meaning. Basically, I'm a well rounded person so nyah :p&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.maschine.pwp.blueyonder.co.uk/tests/80s.html" target="blank"&gt;Which 80s band are you?&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;small&gt;Test created by &lt;A HREF="http://www.livejournal.com/~schlagen" target="blank"&gt;Sambam&lt;/A&gt; of &lt;A HREF="http://www.blackeyed.net/tristessa" target="blank"&gt;blackeyed.net/tristessa&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro: É dificil que uma pessoa como eu seja qualquer coisa dos anos 80...&lt;br /&gt;Segundo: O Morrissey me causa nojo! Eu odeio aquela coisa de diva que ele tem. Francamente.&lt;br /&gt;Eu li na Scream &amp; Yell que um grande fã de Smiths tende a ser um grande fã de Suede. Não me admira que eu deteste as duas bandas. &lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-85543175?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85543175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85543175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85543175' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3758335.post-85542034</id><published>2002-12-05T13:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-05T13:09:08.396-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mais um findi se aproxima. Eu estou tão feliz, pessoas!&lt;br /&gt;É possivel que eu me mude ainda em janeiro. Já pensou que legal?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3758335-85542034?l=imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85542034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3758335/posts/default/85542034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imthebishopofeastanglia.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85542034' title=''/><author><name>Angela</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
