<?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-6011061</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:19:59.872-03:00</updated><title type='text'>wondermarx</title><subtitle type='html'>wondermarx@hotmail.com</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>152</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-107332620267896366</id><published>2004-01-05T16:06:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.124-02:00</updated><title type='text'>MUDAMOS</title><summary type='text'>visite wondermarx.blogger.com.br e interaja!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/107332620267896366/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=107332620267896366' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107332620267896366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107332620267896366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2004/01/mudamos.html' title='MUDAMOS'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-107209641548585410</id><published>2003-12-22T10:13:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.127-02:00</updated><title type='text'>what women want</title><summary type='text'>a essa altura nós já éramos tres homens em volta dela. os dois primeiros aparentemente eram fruto de uma combinação precipitada ou talvez de uma dificuldade de dizer não. eu já estava ali por outro motivio: basicamente para entreter um dos outros dois enquanto ela focava em um. entretanto eu já sabia que uma vez q eu conseguisse entreter um deles, liberando-a completamente para o outro, ainda </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/107209641548585410/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=107209641548585410' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107209641548585410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107209641548585410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/12/what-women-want.html' title='what women want'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-107185151554974734</id><published>2003-12-19T14:23:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.129-02:00</updated><title type='text'>o novo poder</title><summary type='text'>lembra do figueiredo? aquele que achava que o povo tinha cheiro pior do que de cavalo. então, enquanto ele era presidente virava e mexia no carnaval aparecia uma foto fo primeira dama se esbaldando no camarote vip do sambódromo. certamente num aparecia mais nada porque vivíamos tempos de repressão ainda. ainda assim sempre aparecia um boato de que o casamento era de aparência, de que a primeira </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/107185151554974734/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=107185151554974734' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107185151554974734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107185151554974734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/12/o-novo-poder.html' title='o novo poder'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-107177470894695420</id><published>2003-12-18T17:07:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.132-02:00</updated><title type='text'>paladino da justiça</title><summary type='text'>odeio gente que trata mal garçon, manobrista, porteiro, recepcionista. num suporto gente que pensa ou diz frases como " vc sabe com quem está falando?". dá vontade de responder: sei sim, com um idiota. desprezo gente que faz brincadeira com a pobreza e a falta de privilégio alheia. gente que acha graça e faz graça com coisas que certamente são um martírio para muitos. ainda mais num país feito o </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/107177470894695420/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=107177470894695420' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107177470894695420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107177470894695420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/12/paladino-da-justica.html' title='paladino da justiça'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-107177436116811264</id><published>2003-12-18T17:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.135-02:00</updated><title type='text'>bush, sadam e a união homossexual</title><summary type='text'>pois é, pegaram o sadam. fiquei meio paralizado com a notícia. de um lado é bom, pois o líder iraquiano foi um cruel e sanguinário ditador que aterrorizou o iraque por mtos anos e finalmente parece que vai receber o que merece. também é um alívio esperar que a guerra vai acabe agora e pelo menos as baixas humanas diminuam.  mas por outro lado é óbvio que o bush vai usar a captura de sadam como </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/107177436116811264/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=107177436116811264' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107177436116811264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107177436116811264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/12/bush-sadam-e-uniao-homossexual.html' title='bush, sadam e a união homossexual'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-107107707609244872</id><published>2003-12-10T15:02:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.139-02:00</updated><title type='text'>fashion trivia</title><summary type='text'>então, no MAN IN THE BOX (o blog do gera) saiu ontem assim: "Mas desespero, jamais! Se hoje em dia a evolução estética tem o poder de deixar a Sara Jéssica Parker uma mulher féshion, cobiçada e bonita (?), tudo é possível." pois é, olha que ela já devia ter alguma coisa, um it qualquer, pois até o John-John ela namorou. acho que foi antes de ela ter descoberto o Manolo Blahnik, ou ele ter sido </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/107107707609244872/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=107107707609244872' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107107707609244872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107107707609244872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/12/fashion-trivia.html' title='fashion trivia'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-107097814175353971</id><published>2003-12-09T11:52:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.142-02:00</updated><title type='text'>vai entender-3</title><summary type='text'>depois de um trimestre crescendo a indústria apresentou resultados não tão favoráveis agora no final do ano. analistas dizem q a retração é resultado da perda de cerca de 15% de poder de compra dos salários durante este ano. entretanto hj de manhã pela primeira vez na história, o principal índice da Bovespa rompeu a barreira de 21.000 pontos. rico país caiu. o indicador, medido pelo banco JP </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/107097814175353971/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=107097814175353971' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107097814175353971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107097814175353971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/12/vai-entender-3.html' title='vai entender-3'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-107097697501049070</id><published>2003-12-09T11:35:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.144-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O QUE O TONY ESCREVEU SOBRE O BLOG:</title><summary type='text'>What a pointless exercise in vanity and self-centrism...Claro que minha opinião vai mudar quando você mencionar o MEU NOME e aminha importância na sua vida, ao lado das 52.000 mulheres que teinfluenciaram.No mais, achei legal. Faltam figuras!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/107097697501049070/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=107097697501049070' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107097697501049070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107097697501049070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/12/o-que-o-tony-escreveu-sobre-o-blog.html' title='O QUE O TONY ESCREVEU SOBRE O BLOG:'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-107097692320183915</id><published>2003-12-09T10:51:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.147-02:00</updated><title type='text'>os carecas do abc</title><summary type='text'>era assim: nos anos 80 o madame satã era o centro da modernidade. ali rolavam os sons mais vanguarda, as atitudes mais modernosas e os looks mais ousados. a gente podia até achar que era mais que isso, mas no fundo num era muito mais não. exceto para aqueles que conseguirama transformar os modismos em algo culturalmente, ou mesmo socialmente relevante. mas tb num dá pra negar que os sons dos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/107097692320183915/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=107097692320183915' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107097692320183915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107097692320183915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/12/os-carecas-do-abc.html' title='os carecas do abc'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-107097211067090525</id><published>2003-12-09T10:14:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.149-02:00</updated><title type='text'>QUE PT EH ESSE???</title><summary type='text'>hj acordei indignado. acabo de ler no jornal que o gilberto gil, ministro da cultura,foi contrato pela Vivo para a festa de comemoração de 20 milhões de assinantes daoperadora.  a assessoria do cantor num revela o cachê.o ministro da cultura faz show para operadora privada de celular!!!operadora que foi investigada pelo governo por cobrar taxas abusivas!!hj na coluna do janio de freitas na </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/107097211067090525/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=107097211067090525' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107097211067090525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107097211067090525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/12/que-pt-eh-esse.html' title='QUE PT EH ESSE???'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-107090552102550233</id><published>2003-12-08T15:25:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.152-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Biografia de Bush é link de 'fracasso miserável' no Google</title><summary type='text'>Os internautas que digitam as palavras miserable failure (fracasso miserável, em inglês), no Google, um dos principais mecanismos de busca da internet, são automaticamente direcionados para a biografia do presidente americano, George W. Bush, no site da Casa Branca.O truque é possível porque o Google busca mais do que apenas o conteúdo das páginas, mas também leva em conta o número de vezes que</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/107090552102550233/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=107090552102550233' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107090552102550233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107090552102550233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/12/biografia-de-bush-e-link-de-fracasso.html' title='Biografia de Bush é link de &apos;fracasso miserável&apos; no Google'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-107045906727207510</id><published>2003-12-03T11:32:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.157-02:00</updated><title type='text'>eu fui wladmir por nove meses</title><summary type='text'>por nove meses eu me chamei wladimir. um tempo de que eu não tenho memória alguma, mas que todos da minha família guardam alguma recordação. meu pai, comunista de carteirinha (quer dizer, só na expressão, pq ele num foi de fatao afiliado ao partido) queria homenagear oa líderes vermelhos russos, então na variedade de iuris, leonids, josefs e por aí vai, escolheu wladimir. wladimir de waldimir </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-107037215119725642</id><published>2003-12-02T11:16:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.161-02:00</updated><title type='text'>OS HOMEMADES, PARENTES DOS MAMEDE</title><summary type='text'>no olhar torto para o rapaz direto aquele stylist deslumbrado fica explicando como falar certo "lauren", de ralph lauren, ou então a pronúncia certa de coutture...e ele fala coutture como um americano fala, enrolando bem o " r " no final. num tem coisa mais irritante que estressar a pronúncia errada de uma palavra estrangeira só pra parecer que é chic ou que  fala e entende outras línguas. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/107037215119725642/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>vai entender-2</title><summary type='text'>em queda de popularidade ( a maior desde 11 de setembro) devido ao prolongamento do conflito no iraque, que já levou a vida de cerca de 500 soldados americanos, e a economia desaquecida, george bush liberou milhões de dólares para a pesquisa de armas nucleares...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/107036880513618153/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=107036880513618153' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107036880513618153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107036880513618153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/12/vai-entender-2.html' title='vai entender-2'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-107036845629275371</id><published>2003-12-02T10:33:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.166-02:00</updated><title type='text'>vai entender...</title><summary type='text'>menor risco país desde 1998 faz o mercado abrir com o dólar em alta!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/107036845629275371/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=107036845629275371' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=107036830721288059' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107036830721288059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107036830721288059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/12/falta-pouco.html' title=''/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-107030673077286123</id><published>2003-12-01T17:17:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.175-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O OLHAR TORTO PARA O RAPAZ DIRETO</title><summary type='text'>então, ontem teve mais um capítulo de "queer eye for the straight guy"... bom, a idéia é bem legal. uma bando de viados que pegam um hetero sem noção e dão uma orientada no cara... faz até sentido, visto q a mulherada sempre fala que se os heteros tivessem as qualidades dos gays (sensibilidade, estilo, gosto...) iam ser perfeitos. sei lá, acho q se eles tivessem as qualidades dos gays eles  iam </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/107030673077286123/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=107030673077286123' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107030673077286123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107030673077286123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/12/o-olhar-torto-para-o-rapaz-direto.html' title='O OLHAR TORTO PARA O RAPAZ DIRETO'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-107030438600075240</id><published>2003-12-01T16:35:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.180-02:00</updated><title type='text'>umas mulheres-4</title><summary type='text'>ela usava perfume de homem, sais curtíssimas, saltos altos, meias de seda. ela tinha mãos pequenas, boca grande e cílios longos. ela batia os cílios constamente, cruzava as pernas elegantemente, cortava as unhas bem curtas e bebia jack daniels. seu cabelo era preto, longo e liso. seus lábios finos, uma boca rasgada e pintada de vermelho. seus dedos eram curtos, seu cigarro marlboro, o isqueiro </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/107030438600075240/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=107030438600075240' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107030438600075240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107030438600075240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/12/umas-mulheres-4.html' title='umas mulheres-4'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-107030364324887294</id><published>2003-12-01T16:33:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.184-02:00</updated><title type='text'>PUTZ</title><summary type='text'>PRECISO DAR UMA REVISADA, EU SEI... TAH CHEIO DE ERROS...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/107030364324887294/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=107030364324887294' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107030364324887294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107030364324887294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/12/putz.html' title='PUTZ'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-107030242131948117</id><published>2003-12-01T16:13:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.187-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>monday, monday...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/107030242131948117/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=107030242131948117' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107030242131948117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107030242131948117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/12/monday-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-107004653720492681</id><published>2003-11-28T17:02:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.191-02:00</updated><title type='text'>BRITNEY É MINHA IRMÃZINHA, DIZ MADONNA</title><summary type='text'>engraçado, enquanto a Cristina Aguilera com aquele vozeirão cria polêmica com sua atitude, músicas e videoclips, a Madonna, que construiu a carreira em cima de polêmica ( e sem vozierão, de fato quase sem voz e roupa), diz que Britney Spears é como sua irmãzinha, diz q entende muito do que a jovem está passando e até gravam uma música juntas.tem mesmo algo de muito errado quando a rainha da </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-107004421625053286</id><published>2003-11-28T16:15:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.195-02:00</updated><title type='text'>uns homens-2</title><summary type='text'>a primeira vez que eu te vi durou um segundo. foi o suficiente pra ver seu olhar, te achar bonito, virar o rosto e esquecer. na segunda vez, minutos depois da primeira eu te vi parado olhando pra mim. te achei bonito de novo. virei o rosto e esqueci de novo. na terceira vez eu te vi mesmo. vc olhou profundamente, como se estivesse vendo alguém que conhecesse muito bem e há muito tempo. olhou tão </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/107004421625053286/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=107004421625053286' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107004421625053286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107004421625053286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/11/uns-homens-2.html' title='uns homens-2'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-107003917902231647</id><published>2003-11-28T15:05:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.200-02:00</updated><title type='text'>MARIA CLARA DINIZ NO UOL</title><summary type='text'>Só mesmo em "Barbaridade" a Malu Mader pode ser a mãe de Cláudia Abreu! KIKE MARTINS DA COSTAColunista do UOLDivulgaçãoTem gente que diz que idade é uma coisa de cabeça, é um estado de espírito. Gilberto Braga certamente acredita nisso. Nos próximos capítulos da novela "Celebridade", quando Laura (Cláudia Abreu) aplicar seu xeque-mate em Maria Clara (Malu Mader), surgirá uma explicação para o</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/107003917902231647/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=107003917902231647' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107003917902231647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/107003917902231647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/11/maria-clara-diniz-no-uol.html' title='MARIA CLARA DINIZ NO UOL'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106996412985559608</id><published>2003-11-27T18:15:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.205-02:00</updated><title type='text'>TIME OUT FOR FUN</title><summary type='text'>hellothis is devowe would like to saythings go both waysnew ideas stupid movesnightmares or dreams come truemucho work minus playtension mounts in a twisted facedark clouds in the crystal balltension mounts in a foreign placethe screw turns someone calls time out for fun! so you're living under the guncircumstances have you on the runa doctor frowns you feel badtake this you've </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106996412985559608/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=106996412985559608' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106996412985559608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106996412985559608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/11/time-out-for-fun.html' title='TIME OUT FOR FUN'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106996336309918886</id><published>2003-11-27T18:01:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.210-02:00</updated><title type='text'>52 GIRLS</title><summary type='text'>Effie, Madge and Mabel and BiddieSee them on the beachOr in New York CityTina, Louise and Hazel and MavisCan you name, name, name, name them todayCan you name, name, name, name them todayWanda and Janet and Ronnie and Reba-o-o-oThese are the girls of the USAThe principal girls of the USACan you name, name, name, name them todayCan you name, name, name, name them todayO-o-o Kate, Kate </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106996336309918886/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=106996336309918886' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106996336309918886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106996336309918886'/><link 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parece que o problema dos macacos está cada vez pior por lá".No episódio </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106996019415674752/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=106996019415674752' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106996019415674752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106996019415674752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/11/brasil-volta-ser-abordado-em-os.html' title='Brasil volta a ser abordado em &quot;Os Simpsons&quot; '/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106995488568828818</id><published>2003-11-27T15:39:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.229-02:00</updated><title type='text'>QUER MANDAR UMA MSG??? QUER INTERAGIR COM O BLOG?</title><summary type='text'>eu sei que num dá pra interagir com o blog ainda, mas no alto tem o email, pra quem quiser escrever algo. prometo publicar no blog.EM TEMPO: NADA DA GLOBOPONTOCOM RESPONDER MEUS EMAILS...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106995488568828818/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=106995488568828818' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106995488568828818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106995488568828818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/11/quer-mandar-uma-msg-quer-interagir-com.html' title='QUER MANDAR UMA MSG??? QUER INTERAGIR COM O BLOG?'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106995290816843322</id><published>2003-11-27T15:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.235-02:00</updated><title type='text'>TOGETHER GOING NOWHERE</title><summary type='text'>eu não aguentava mais aquela visão da janela. era sempre o mesmo dia. um enorme e interminável dia composto de outros 360 dias. e ele nunca falou eu não te amo mais. ele simplesmente mudou. ele continuava a amar, mas ele num era mais o mesmo. e numa determinada hora eu num me via mais nos olhos dele. aí a coisa já tinha mesmo acabado. parece coisa de romance q a gente encontra pendurado na banca </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106995228198690635</id><published>2003-11-27T14:39:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.240-02:00</updated><title type='text'>LONGE DO MEU DOMÍNIO VOCÊ VAI DE MAL A PIOR</title><summary type='text'>comecei a sofisticar com a gabi. daí veio renata, ercilia, angela, bia, cookie, marcela... e também teve rita, glaucia, andrea, manuela, tally, liat, fabrizia, anne, sofia, ligia, selma, andreia, marieta, sophie, ana paula, corina, papola, dani, graziela, fabiana, flavia, isabela...como a música do b'52, foram muitos nomes. vivi rodeado dessas mulheres. passei a maior parte da vida assistindo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106995228198690635/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=106995228198690635' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106995228198690635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106995228198690635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/11/longe-do-meu-dominio-voce-vai-de-mal.html' title='LONGE DO MEU DOMÍNIO VOCÊ VAI DE MAL A PIOR'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106993726632904786</id><published>2003-11-27T10:39:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.244-02:00</updated><title type='text'>uns homens-1</title><summary type='text'>então, ele é assim: tem algo bem masculino no jeito de andar, nos gestos, no formato do corpo como um todo. dá até pra pensar quando se vê pela primeira vez que "ele deve bater uma pelada de final de semana". tem uma maneira contida de falar, uma voz mais grossa, que dá uma gaguejada de vez em quando. isso até ajuda a parecer mais masculino.mas tem um lugar dentro dele que é completamente </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106993726632904786/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=106993726632904786' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106993726632904786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106993726632904786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/11/uns-homens-1.html' title='uns homens-1'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106993490227212360</id><published>2003-11-27T09:51:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.249-02:00</updated><title type='text'>umas mulheres-3</title><summary type='text'>"ah, eu te conheço!!". falou isso com conhecimento de causa e jogou a cabeça para trás. só faltou soltar uma vigorosa gargalhada e botar a mão na cintura. eu, sentado ao lado dela, ela em pé ao meu lado, olhei pra cima, que nem era tão pra cima assim e só encarei. nem foi uma encarada. foi um olhar neutro. meio distante até. mas próximo o suficiente para notar uma espinha no canto do lábio, uma </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106993490227212360/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=106993490227212360' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106993490227212360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106993490227212360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/11/umas-mulheres-3.html' title='umas mulheres-3'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106987656687975383</id><published>2003-11-26T17:11:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.253-02:00</updated><title type='text'>umas mulheres-2</title><summary type='text'>estávamos lado a lado. o jantar demorava, rolavam uns drinks. eu mergulhei no decote dela. era amplo, branco, exposto. do outro do lado o gigante de banhas mergulhava mais ainda. se ajeitava na cadeira, reacomodava a massa adiposa e esticava o que lhe restava de pescoço deixando os olhos caírem naquele abismo de carne.eu olhava em volta, meio zonzo de calor e alcóol, confuso com a mesa cheia, o </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106987656687975383/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=106987656687975383' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106987656687975383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106987656687975383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/11/umas-mulheres-2.html' title='umas mulheres-2'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106987298607778127</id><published>2003-11-26T16:50:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.258-02:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping de paredes</title><summary type='text'>paris hilton, a socialite patricinha herdeira da cadeia de hoteis que leva o seu sobrenome vai estreiar na tv. e não no sex tape pirata que rola pela internet mostrando ela e o ex-namorando fazendo sexo.a patricinha/modelo californiana vai estar no reality show "a simple life", que basicamente consiste em levar um descolado milionário para viver um período com uma família humilde. no caso de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106987298607778127/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=106987298607778127' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106987298607778127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106987298607778127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/11/shopping-de-paredes.html' title='shopping de paredes'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106978556611541071</id><published>2003-11-25T16:32:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.262-02:00</updated><title type='text'>umas mulheres</title><summary type='text'>ela falou pra mim. ou fui eu que falei pra ela. num sei. tinha um dry martini na mesa. ou ela é que segurava o palito próximo dos lábios enquanto mordiscava a azeitona. não. não pode ser. estou inventando isso. "it's time to move on". saiu da minha boca quase ao mesmo tempo que da dela. falei do filme com a meryl streep tb. tenho certeza que fui eu que falei do filme. ela vibrou. ou parecia </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106978556611541071/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=106978556611541071' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106978556611541071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106978556611541071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/11/umas-mulheres.html' title='umas mulheres'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106978483674804406</id><published>2003-11-25T16:22:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.265-02:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVING ON</title><summary type='text'> gotta get away from here.There is nothing here for me anymore.Just memories. I'd forget if I could.I've got a train to catch and I can't be late.I'm on my way to another state of mine.I'm leaving this one behind.Lots of luck and hope I will need for my journeyand there's no one can turn me around.I've been here too long and everything's gone wrong.Never change the view from my window.I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106978483674804406/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=106978483674804406' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106978483674804406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106978483674804406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/11/moving-on.html' title='MOVING ON'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106978451089467559</id><published>2003-11-25T16:16:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.268-02:00</updated><title type='text'>groundhog day</title><summary type='text'>ok, o dia continua lindo lá fora...tive um almoço neurótico de trânsito e banco. cheguei atrasado na agência e o dia se arrasta lerdamente. e o dia continua gritando lá fora. o pior é que eu nem queria estar lá fora. queria estar em casa sem fazer nada. queria estar longe, sem fazer nada, no máximo sendo massageado. o que já é fazer nada de qualquer maneira.mas daí penso que melhor estar aqui, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106978451089467559/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=106978451089467559' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106978451089467559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106978451089467559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/11/groundhog-day.html' title='groundhog day'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106976336968028068</id><published>2003-11-25T10:24:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.271-02:00</updated><title type='text'>OS FARÓIS</title><summary type='text'>estou dirigindo meu carro, indo pro trabalho. numa cadeia de pensamentos de repente me ocorre que meu carro poderia  quebrar... penso nos pneus, no ar condicionado e termino o pensamento nos faróis. nem sei pq nos faróis, afinal eles nunca quebraram antes.no final do dia estou dirigindo de volta pra casa. ainda é dia, então qdo vou acender o farol penso que é melhor deixar as lanternas, pois </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106976336968028068/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=106976336968028068' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106976336968028068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106976336968028068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/11/os-farois.html' title='OS FARÓIS'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106976287725074475</id><published>2003-11-25T10:19:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.275-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>olha só esse dia! nem tão quente, sol, céu azul, quase nenhuma nuvem... ô dia lindo!!!minha dupla pergunta "o que estou fazendo aki?". e eu respondo que essa pergunta com umdia desses lá fora entra na categoria "de onde viemos...? para onde vamos...?".</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106976287725074475/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=106976287725074475' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106976287725074475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106976287725074475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/11/olha-so-esse-dia-nem-tao-quente-sol-ceu.html' title=''/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106970773774099948</id><published>2003-11-24T18:54:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.278-02:00</updated><title type='text'>ela vai embora</title><summary type='text'>bem, ela foi embora e eu tô indo tb. com ela foi embora todos os males do mundo, mas ainda restou este resquício de energia negativa, de recalque e egoísmo. ficou esse rastro infeliz, um perfume que ocupa o espaço e sufoca a respiração. com ela vai toda a angústia do mundo, tudo de sombrio e infeliz. atrás dela fica o que há de pior nos humanos, fica o ressentimento, a raiva, a injustiça. eu vou </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106970773774099948/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=106970773774099948' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106970773774099948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106970773774099948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/11/ela-vai-embora.html' title='ela vai embora'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106970045442178190</id><published>2003-11-24T17:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.282-02:00</updated><title type='text'>DESILUSÕES DA VIDA X LARRY FLYNT</title><summary type='text'>a verdade é que tem dias q a gente se sente mesmo mto frustrado. aparentemente na maioria das vezes todos aqueles princípios  q aprendemos qdo criança vão sendo derrubados no dia a dia. a justiça nem sempre vence ( de fato na mairia da vezes perde), o bem não vence o mal (tudo bem, é maniqueísta, mas...), solidariedade, liberdase de expressão...bom, tem dias que o peso dessas desilusões ficam </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106970045442178190/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=106970045442178190' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106970045442178190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106970045442178190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/11/desilusoes-da-vida-x-larry-flynt.html' title='DESILUSÕES DA VIDA X LARRY FLYNT'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106944647499581367</id><published>2003-11-21T18:26:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.287-02:00</updated><title type='text'>ASSIM JÁ É DEMAIS!!!</title><summary type='text'>Um grupo assaltou nesta sexta-feira uma casa de apoio a crianças com câncer localizada em Taboão da Serra, Grande São Paulo. Foram levados computadores, impressoras, fax e telefones fixos, entre outros materiais do escritório. Também foram roubados celulares de funcionários e de mães das crianças.A Cajec (Casa de Apoio José Eduardo Cavichio) hospeda crianças de outros Estados que vêm a São Paulo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106944647499581367/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=106944647499581367' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106944647499581367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106944647499581367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/11/assim-ja-e-demais.html' title='ASSIM JÁ É DEMAIS!!!'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106942730761102510</id><published>2003-11-21T12:57:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.291-02:00</updated><title type='text'>MICHAEL JACKSON</title><summary type='text'>michael jackson preso por abuso sexual infantil... outro dia vi a jane fonda comentando sobre isso na época das primeiras acusações, mais ou menos 10 anos atrás. ela dizia que aparentemente a opinião pública estava condenando ele mais por ele ser um freak, do que pelo fato de que existem provas conclusivas a respeito. michael jackson, que seja pela esquisitice ou pelo dinheiro e exposição que tem</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106942730761102510/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dia chuvoso.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106941654924141874/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=106941654924141874' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106941654924141874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106941654924141874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/11/dia-chuvoso.html' title=''/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106934933100296966</id><published>2003-11-20T15:28:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.302-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>esse dia tb num tá fácil...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106934933100296966/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=106934933100296966' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106934933100296966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106934933100296966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/11/esse-dia-tb-num-ta-facil.html' title=''/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106934906123582304</id><published>2003-11-20T15:09:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.314-02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Última noite na terra</title><summary type='text'>o que vc faria se hj fosse sua última noite na terra? olharia pra trás e faria uma lista do que fez de certo e de errado? teria uma trilha sonora? se emocionaria com todas as pessoas que amou, com todas as vezes q de fato sentiu algo profundo e real? consertaria um erro, uma injustiça, seria implacávelmente sincero ou espontâneo? faria uma ato pequeno ou dramático, mas generoso por uma causa </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106934906123582304/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=106934906123582304' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106934906123582304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106934906123582304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/11/ultima-noite-na-terra.html' title='A Última noite na terra'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106933233799449794</id><published>2003-11-20T10:44:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.318-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alguma coisa tá fora de ordem. explosões na turquia, assassinato de adolescentes, guerra...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106933233799449794/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=106933233799449794' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106933233799449794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106933233799449794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/11/alguma-coisa-ta-fora-de-ordem.html' title=''/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106933227470575365</id><published>2003-11-20T10:44:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.323-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>depois de escrever por horas, teclei errado e perdi tudo!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106933227470575365/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=106933227470575365' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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reviso... mas acho qo erro faz parte, e se num fazia passou a fazer...ehehehe</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106858192472679254/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=106858192472679254' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106858192472679254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106858192472679254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/11/carmela-o-blog-tah-cheio-de-erros-de.html' title='CARMELA, O BLOG TAH CHEIO DE ERROS DE PORTUGUES E COISA  ETAL...'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106855856170451649</id><published>2003-11-11T11:48:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.333-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O HORROR!! O HORROR!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106855856170451649/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=106855856170451649' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106855856170451649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106855856170451649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/11/o-horror-o-horror.html' title=''/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106855840623032228</id><published>2003-11-11T11:43:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T11:47:28.338-02:00</updated><title type='text'>NUM FIZ NADA</title><summary type='text'>como o governo inglês proibiu a imprensa de falar sobre o escandalo sexual envolvendo o príncipe charles, os jornais ficam rodando em volta do assunto, porém sem falar claramente sobre o q se passa. por outro lado o governo divulgou uma nota em que charles nega ter feito seja lá o que for.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106855840623032228/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6011061&amp;postID=106855840623032228' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106855840623032228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106855840623032228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/2003/11/num-fiz-nada.html' title='NUM FIZ NADA'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106848679313852396</id><published>2003-11-10T15:50:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T15:53:17.986-02:00</updated><title type='text'>GAYMETER</title><summary type='text'>cheque este site. entrei lá, respondi as perguntas e aguardei o resultado. a avaliação é basicamente o quão gay vc é num escala de 0 a 100%. parece mais divertido no caso de vc não ser gay, mas de qualquer maneira pode entregar resultados supreendentes. enfim, embora alguns possam até ficar supresos e achar de que alguma maneira eu sou suuuuper gay, que eu ficaria pretty em pink e tudo mais, meu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106848679313852396/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106848679313852396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106848679313852396'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106848600517396344</id><published>2003-11-10T15:36:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T15:40:09.573-02:00</updated><title type='text'>DR PHIL'S TEST</title><summary type='text'>Try this Dr. Phil test.Here we go ... try this. Below is Dr. Phil's test.(Dr. Phil scored 55 --he did this test on Oprah -- she got a 38.)Some folks pay a lot of money to find this stuff out.Read on, this is very interesting! Don't be overly sensitive!The following is pretty accurate and it only takes 2 minutes.Take this test for yourself and send it to your friends.The person who sent it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106848600517396344/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106848600517396344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106848600517396344'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106848566587637270</id><published>2003-11-10T15:27:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T15:34:30.330-02:00</updated><title type='text'>uns sintomas da depressão</title><summary type='text'>Uma pesquisa rápida na internet entregou uma série de páginas com especificações dos sintomas mais comuns que apresentam aqueles com quadros depressivos. Vai abaixo um que a gente depara com frequência no dia-a-dia:"Em pessoas de personalidade ansiosa a baixa autoestima faz com que os outros (notadamente, a opinião dos outros) pareçam inimigos em potencial, capazes que são de depreciar, de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106848566587637270/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106848566587637270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106848566587637270'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106848513383805374</id><published>2003-11-10T15:25:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T15:25:38.383-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Media coverage of Prince Charles gay sex scandal</title><summary type='text'>The story in a nutshell: royal servant George Smith once claimed to have seen Prince Charles in bed with his aide Michael Fawcett.There's more to it than that, but that's the core allegation. The British media are legally blocked from telling the story and naming names, though they can tell the story in one article and name names in another article. Charles has publicly denied that it ever </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106848513383805374/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106848513383805374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106848513383805374'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106847241344723030</id><published>2003-11-10T11:52:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T11:53:37.466-02:00</updated><title type='text'>LÁ VEM!!</title><summary type='text'>FASTEN YOUR SEATBELTS, IT'S GOING TO BE ANOTHER BUMPY WEEK!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106847241344723030/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106847241344723030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106847241344723030'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106847223520162284</id><published>2003-11-10T11:43:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T15:26:27.180-02:00</updated><title type='text'>eclipse</title><summary type='text'>sábado rolou uma eclipse da lua. parece que o período ativo foi das 11 até pouco depois das duas da manhã, sendo o crítico até umas 11:30. aparentemente essa eclipse foi bem forte energéticamente. só sei que  no mesmo período me envolvi numa briga estúpida que depois das 11 e meia acabou e só deixou mesmo foi uma ressaca de stress desnecessário e falta de comunicação. puta saco. o dia já </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106847223520162284/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106847223520162284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106847223520162284'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106847182616824979</id><published>2003-11-10T11:43:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T11:43:50.320-02:00</updated><title type='text'>China constrói fábrica de biscoitos para panda </title><summary type='text'>A China afirma ter construído uma fábrica de biscoitos especialmente criada para produzir petiscos para os ursos pandas gigantes. A fábrica vai produzir biscoitos em forma de bambu, com vitaminas extras e fibras. Os pesquisadores no centro de reprodução animal em Chengdu, no sudoeste da China, dizem que o novo biscoito já foi aprovado pelos pandas que vivem lá. Especialistas planejam expandir </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106847182616824979/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106847182616824979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106847182616824979'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106823276837651121</id><published>2003-11-07T17:19:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T17:19:32.190-02:00</updated><title type='text'>TOTALLY OUT OF SYNCH</title><summary type='text'>Far from difficultThis influence is far from difficult. In fact, it usually denotes an extremely pleasant time when you reach out to others to give and receive affections. It is usually good for relationships and may indicate the start of significant new ones. One of the few problems that can come with this influence is a reluctance to voice your real complaints for fear of being unpleasant. You</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106823276837651121/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106823276837651121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106823276837651121'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106823267563172919</id><published>2003-11-07T17:17:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T17:17:59.460-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Novo eclipse lunar total acontece na noite deste sábado</title><summary type='text'>Se você sair de casa num dia ensolarado, olhe para baixo e examine sua sombra. Ela é escura no meio, pálida e distorcida em torno das extremidades e sempre aponta na direção contrária à do sol. Ainda que raramente a vejamos, a Terra também tem uma sombra, bem parecida com a nossa, que aponta na direção oposta à do sol. Bem oposta. A sombra da Terra se estende por cerca de um milhão e meio de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106823267563172919/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106823267563172919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106823267563172919'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106823026360507232</id><published>2003-11-07T16:36:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T16:37:47.160-02:00</updated><title type='text'>ESTOU LÁ PRO QUE DER E VIER!!!</title><summary type='text'>tô com vc pro q der e vier? porra, qdo alguém fala uma coisa como essa a gente espera q esse alguém faço algo simples. ninguém de fato está com a gente pro q der e vier. meio q impossível, até pq o q der e vier eh imponderável. logo a gente espera algo mais simples. tipo "me avisa se precisar de algo em q eu possa te ajudar", ou melhor ainda, "desabafa aí que eu vou te ouvir e dar uma apoio moral</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106823026360507232/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106823026360507232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106823026360507232'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106822669978144524</id><published>2003-11-07T15:37:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T15:38:23.316-02:00</updated><title type='text'>TRAVELLING IS A FOOL'S PARADISE</title><summary type='text'>“Our first journeys show us how little difference places make. At home I dream that at Naples, at Rome, I can be intoxicated with beauty and lose my sadness. I pack my bags, hug my friends, get on the plane, and wake up in Naples, and there next to me is the cruel fact, the sad self, unrelenting, identical, that I fled from. I look for the Vatican and the palaces. I pretend to be intoxicated with</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106822669978144524/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106822669978144524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106822669978144524'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106822648161550722</id><published>2003-11-07T15:29:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T18:20:06.550-02:00</updated><title type='text'>GERALD THOMAS NU</title><summary type='text'>depois que o geraldinho mostrou a bunda pra platéia que vaiou seu espetáculo, agora ele mostra o pau, digo, publica foto em que está nu _ aproveita para no texto que acompanha foto adjetiva-la de "maravilhosa". aparentemente é uma protesto_ ele lista nomes que o apoiam_ contra o processo que amarga por ter posto a bunda em público.nos anos 80/90 ele causava polêmica com suas peças que ninguém </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106822648161550722/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106822648161550722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106822648161550722'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106822612372207018</id><published>2003-11-07T15:28:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T15:28:47.386-02:00</updated><title type='text'>12 BOMBAS EM CUMBICA</title><summary type='text'>Doze bombas caseiras foram encontradas nesta manhã no estacionamento do aeroporto internacional de Guarulhos, na Grande São Paulo. Ninguém foi preso.As bombas, em formato cilíndrico, com cerca de 25 centímetros de comprimento, estavam dentro de uma mochila preta, deixada no setor C do estacionamento, em frente ao setor de cargas.Segundo a polícia, os artefatos, de baixo poder explosivo, só </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106822612372207018/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106822612372207018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106822612372207018'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106822597158657883</id><published>2003-11-07T15:25:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T15:26:15.293-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Namíbia é limpa e não parece África, diz Lula </title><summary type='text'>MAIS UMA DO LULA DE IMPROVISO:Uma declaração do presidente Luiz Inácio Lula da Silva, durante o discurso de despedida da viagem à Namíbia, provocou constrangimento na comitiva brasileira."Quem chega em Windhoek não parece que está em um país africano. Poucas cidades do mundo são tão limpas, tão bonitas arquitetonicamente e tem um povo tão extraordinário como tem essa cidade", disse Lula.O </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106822597158657883/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106822597158657883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106822597158657883'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106822535956579980</id><published>2003-11-07T15:15:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T15:16:03.410-02:00</updated><title type='text'>GLOBO PONTOCOM</title><summary type='text'>basicamante nada. nenhuma resposta.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106822535956579980/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106822535956579980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106822535956579980'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106821063720691857</id><published>2003-11-07T11:03:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T11:10:41.116-02:00</updated><title type='text'>E AGORA LUANA PIOVANI???</title><summary type='text'>aqui rola uma polêmica sobre as declarações da Luana Piovani de que usa maconha. parece que ela não pode ser indiciada por uso a não ser que seja pega em flagrante. então estão pegando ela por apologia as drogas. bem, indiferente de que ela possa não ter sido muito esperta em relação aos contratos de propaganda que ela tem e tb por quais são as táticas dela de se manter exposta na mídia, acho uma</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106821063720691857/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106821063720691857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106821063720691857'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106820905956421385</id><published>2003-11-07T10:24:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T10:44:23.136-02:00</updated><title type='text'>ROSS E RACHEL NO SAHY</title><summary type='text'>eu e marcela enchemos a cara numa quermesse no centrinho do sahy. muito alcóol, muita balada e insatisfações deixadas de lado, decidimos nos casar. depois de tanto alcóol fica difícikl dizer exatamente como fizemos pra consumar a cerimônia. mas na hora parecia bem lógico que dia seguinte fizessemos uma celebebração e consolidação com um mergulho... na hora parecia lógico... enfim, foi marcado </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106820905956421385/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106820905956421385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106820905956421385'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106814710205477727</id><published>2003-11-06T17:24:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T17:31:45.570-02:00</updated><title type='text'>NADA</title><summary type='text'>esse diazinho tá bem ruim mesmo. tensão ao redor. baixo astral e mau humor. tô aki tomado por essas sensações. essa coisa de gostar de alguém é foda mesmo. a gente gosta, faz um monte pra tentar ser flexivo, tolerante, compreensivo... mas acaba que tem horas que parece que num sobra nada disso pra gente. tem uma hora q junta um milhão de inseguranças amarradas no mesmo estado de espírito. dá </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106814710205477727/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106814710205477727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106814710205477727'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106813580470940741</id><published>2003-11-06T14:16:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T14:23:28.183-02:00</updated><title type='text'>DE BLOGGER PONTO COM PARA PONTO COM PONTO BR</title><summary type='text'>estou tentando faz já alguns dias preencher o formulário de cadastramento da globo pontocom para poder mover este blog para lá. no pontocom pontobr dá pra fazer upload de imagens e abrir para comentários dos amigonautas. e tudo de graça.lindo, né? mas por enquanto acaba aí. na vontade. depois de preenchido o formulário de cadastramento da globo pontocom eu aperto a tecla para mover finalmente </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106813580470940741/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106813580470940741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106813580470940741'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106813518244904856</id><published>2003-11-06T14:09:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T14:16:00.733-02:00</updated><title type='text'>MAU HUMOR</title><summary type='text'>não existe abreviação para o mau humor. um evento no dia. uma palavra que sai meio pela culatra e , pronto! mau humor contagiado. sem solução. vem como um surto. começa devagar, vai tomando conta, atinge o ápice e acaba. as vezes para acabar tem que espremer feito uma espinha. tem que fazer a pústula da cisânia jorrar com violência e virulência. atingir o primeiro que aparecer. jorrar feito uma </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106813518244904856/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106813518244904856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106813518244904856'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106805640900189940</id><published>2003-11-05T16:19:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T16:20:12.293-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Esquadrinhando o céu</title><summary type='text'>EM 18 DE MARÇO DE 2002, jornais e TVs de todo o mundo noticiaram que a Terra tinha escapado de uma provável colisão com um asteróide recentemente descoberto, o 2002EM7. Os astrônomos observaram a rocha de 70 metros de extensão quatro dias depois de o corpo ter passado a uma distância de 462 mil km da Terra, cerca de 1,2 vez a distância entre a Terra e a Lua. Embora tenha recebido um bocado de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106805640900189940/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106805640900189940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106805640900189940'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106799457163980973</id><published>2003-11-04T22:51:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T23:09:34.880-02:00</updated><title type='text'>MAIS SOBRE A NOVELA DA MARIA CLARA DINIZ</title><summary type='text'>dá pra entender por que todos os funcionário da produtora da MARIA CLARA DINIZ moram no andaraí?? e mais, essa mulher deve pagar todos muito mal. afinal a sua assistente, a julia lemmertz, coitadinha, tem que pegar onibus todo dia lá do andaraí até a produtora. o coitado ro roberto perillo (deus, ele ainda existe!!) tem que alugar um quartinho no apê dele (prática comum na novela e no bairro do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106799457163980973/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106799457163980973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106799457163980973'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106797181483608311</id><published>2003-11-04T16:44:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T16:50:17.436-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o mundo dos blogueiros é mto divertido. já achei uma porção de blogs. um monte de blogs gays com carinhas contando suas experiências sexuais. algumas até que excitantes. mas a maioria somente uma viagem pelo imaginário gay masculino: jogadores de futebol, mecânicos, policiais, personal trainners... tem até um que escreve de hollywood falando de astros q provavelmente são gays... hummmmm...queria</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106797181483608311/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106797181483608311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106797181483608311'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106796912467009964</id><published>2003-11-04T16:05:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T16:05:27.880-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A VIDA CONTINUA...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106796912467009964/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106796912467009964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106796912467009964'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106796801419710419</id><published>2003-11-04T15:36:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T15:46:56.846-02:00</updated><title type='text'>TOM FORD DEIXA GUCCI. E DAÍ??</title><summary type='text'>pois é, houve um tempo durante os anos 90 que não havia nada mais fresh (pra usar um termo da moda) que a própria moda. tom ford trouxe de volta para a gucci o glamor de décadas passadas... e junto milhares de dolares. tem sido um grande estrategista, mais que um estilista um grande marketeiro. e não havia nada masi fantástico que isso 10 anos atrás. as campanhas da gucci trouxeram um novo brilho</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106796801419710419/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106796801419710419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106796801419710419'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106795479684312916</id><published>2003-11-04T12:03:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T12:06:40.000-02:00</updated><title type='text'>mind the detais</title><summary type='text'> This is a time of very big plans and the culmination of many ideas that you have had in the past. It is possible now to make your ideas become reality, as long as you avoid certain pitfalls. In this case the primary problem is to avoid thinking too big or attempting something that is totally grandiose and impractical. If you can keep track of all of the details that go into a well-thought-out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106795479684312916/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106795479684312916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106795479684312916'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106795416589046691</id><published>2003-11-04T11:54:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T11:56:08.350-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alguma coisa está fora da ordem.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106795416589046691/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106795416589046691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106795416589046691'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106795406491501484</id><published>2003-11-04T11:45:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T11:54:27.416-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Polícia e Guarda Civil voltam a sofrer atentados em São Paulo </title><summary type='text'>As polícias Civil e Militar e a Guarda Civil Metropolitana de São Paulo viveram novos momentos de pânico nesta madrugada. Os atentados, atribuídos à facção criminosa PCC (Primeiro Comando da Capital), deixaram um suspeito morto, um PM e um guarda feridos.Foram tiros disparados contra bases comunitárias, postos policiais, carros e delegacias. Também foram lançadas granadas. Pelo menos 18 ações </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106795406491501484/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106795406491501484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106795406491501484'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106795163199184140</id><published>2003-11-04T11:12:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T11:13:55.040-02:00</updated><title type='text'>DIRETO DE MILAN</title><summary type='text'>nem é sobre ronaldinho, nem sobre o armani.losing my edge é uma letra do LCD Soundsystem</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106795163199184140/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106795163199184140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106795163199184140'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106795153575106670</id><published>2003-11-04T11:10:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T11:12:18.823-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tudo tranquilo no front hj. todos entricheirados, tocando as suas vidas. nem sinal do inimigo até agora. mas rola uma certa apatia. depois das emoções anteriores, fica aqula sensação de que nada de fato está acontecendo. parerce que meio terminou em pizza.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106795153575106670/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106795153575106670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106795153575106670'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106788898338569437</id><published>2003-11-03T17:49:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T17:56:05.540-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>quase fim do dia!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106788898338569437/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106788898338569437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106788898338569437'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106788881360317044</id><published>2003-11-03T17:46:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T17:48:17.593-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Study: Fellatio may significantly decrease the risk of breast cancer in women</title><summary type='text'>(AP) -- Women who perform the act of fellatio and swallow semen on aregular basis, one to two times a week, may reduce their risk of breastcancer by up to 40 percent, a North Carolina State University studyfound.Doctors had never suspected a link between the act of fellatio andbreast cancer, but new research being performed at North Carolina StateUniversity is starting to suggest that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106788881360317044/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106788881360317044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106788881360317044'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106788612698736890</id><published>2003-11-03T17:01:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T17:02:09.990-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PÔ, CLAUDIA MARCIA, VISITA MEU BLOG!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106788612698736890/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106788612698736890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106788612698736890'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106788591998681715</id><published>2003-11-03T16:58:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T16:58:42.180-02:00</updated><title type='text'>A GRIFFE DA MARIA CLARA DINIZ</title><summary type='text'>E O QUE EH UMA GRIFFE CHAMADA SUMMER SPELL!!!???</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106788591998681715/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106788591998681715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106788591998681715'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106788588206215355</id><published>2003-11-03T16:55:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T17:00:06.910-02:00</updated><title type='text'>MAIS UMA DA NOVELA DA MARIA CLARA DINIZ</title><summary type='text'>WLADIMIR, O BOMBEIRO Q POSOU PARA REVISTA GAY NA NOVELA DA MARIA CLARA DINIZ, AGORA POSA PARA CAMPANHA DE SORVETES. NO SET DA FOTO SOMENTE ELE E O FOTOGRAFO, UM FUNDO INFINITO, UM REBATEDOR, UMA LUZ, A CAMERA EH DIGITAL E NO IMAC DELE VAI APARECENDO AS FOTOS CONFORME ELE CLICA. NUM TEM ASSISTENTE, MAQUIADOR, PRODUTOR... NINGUEM. SOH S DOIS.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106788588206215355/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106788588206215355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106788588206215355'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106788572497008566</id><published>2003-11-03T16:54:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T16:55:27.210-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NA NOVELA DA MARIA CLARA DINIZ, PQ O PAPARAZZI DA TRAMA NAO USA DIGITAL??  E PQ REVELA OS FILMES COM A PORTA DA SALA ESCURA ABERTA??</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106788572497008566/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106788572497008566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106788572497008566'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106788558502234767</id><published>2003-11-03T16:52:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T16:53:56.993-02:00</updated><title type='text'>DO GIULY</title><summary type='text'>Aqui estão as 4 provas que Jesus era judeu: 1) Ele viveu até os 33 anos com sua mãe; 2) Ele continuou a empresa de seu pai; 3) Ele era o único que acreditava que sua mãe era virgem; 4) Sua mãe achava que ele era um Deus.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106788558502234767/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106788558502234767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106788558502234767'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106788347301161326</id><published>2003-11-03T16:14:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T16:17:55.786-02:00</updated><title type='text'>ONCE UPON A TIME IN MEXICO</title><summary type='text'>com um título como esse, q homenageia o Sergio Leone, num dava pra fazer um filminho melhor? tem umas cenas bacanas, mas essa coisa meio trash, meio emocional, aventura misturada com gozação uma hora caba sendo involuntáriamente engraçada. Na platéia teve uma hora que as pessoas começaram rir do filme e não com o filem. Ficou meio ridículo. Fora o fato de que a Salma Hayek e o Banderas juntos são</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106788347301161326/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106788347301161326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106788347301161326'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106788320222894351</id><published>2003-11-03T16:07:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T16:00:37.100-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>monday, monday... a tempestade diminuiu. tudo mezzo calmo. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106788320222894351/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106788320222894351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106788320222894351'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106788214986481407</id><published>2003-11-03T15:55:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T15:55:52.116-02:00</updated><title type='text'>the lady don't mind</title><summary type='text'>será que eu acertei???Last time she jumped out the window, well, she only turned andsmiled. You might think she would say something, but you'd have towait a while.Well the lady don't mind.No, no, no, the lady don't mindShe just turns her head and disappears,I kinda like that styleLittle boat that floats on a river, it's drifting through a hazeShe stops by whenever she wants to, well, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106788214986481407/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106788214986481407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106788214986481407'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106787945983723051</id><published>2003-11-03T15:10:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T15:11:02.700-02:00</updated><title type='text'>LOSING MY EDGE</title><summary type='text'>I'm loosing my edgeto the kids who are coming up from behindI'm loosing my edgeto the kids from Friends and LondonI'm loosing my edgeto Marcos and his blog :-)But I was there in 1968I was there at the first Cannes festival in ColoneI'm loosing my edgeto the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decksI'm loosing my edgeto the seakers who can tell meI remember every good </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106787945983723051/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106787945983723051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106787945983723051'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106787919814649132</id><published>2003-11-03T15:06:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T16:14:11.493-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pô ervilha, a renata num tá lembrando do incidente do chinelo...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106787919814649132/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106787919814649132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106787919814649132'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106787912085325082</id><published>2003-11-03T15:04:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T15:05:23.796-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>renata, a história do chinelo é pra vc mesmo. ou melhro, é pra vc me contar cobre o seu chinelo que foi atiradopela janela em milão. vou botar no blog o "losing my edge". </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106787912085325082/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106787912085325082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106787912085325082'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106787905048403385</id><published>2003-11-03T15:03:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T15:04:13.436-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mais um dia de caos no mundo imediatamente próximo. fez frio e agora faz calor. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106787905048403385/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106787905048403385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106787905048403385'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106779580591423711</id><published>2003-11-02T15:55:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T15:56:48.706-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>last night she was about to jump out of the window!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106779580591423711/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106779580591423711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106779580591423711'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106762336562044152</id><published>2003-10-31T16:01:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T16:01:38.756-02:00</updated><title type='text'>LOCALS ATTACK PATOLINO TOO</title><summary type='text'>CADE VC PERNALONGA?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106762336562044152/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106762336562044152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106762336562044152'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106762325176509841</id><published>2003-10-31T15:57:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T16:00:53.993-02:00</updated><title type='text'>PATOLINO UNDER ATTACK</title><summary type='text'>e continua a odisséia. yankees!!! those yankees!!! patolino diz: You're ssso  desssssspicable!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106762325176509841/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106762325176509841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106762325176509841'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106760742743584790</id><published>2003-10-31T11:33:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T11:45:26.126-02:00</updated><title type='text'>E OS AMIGOS INTERAGEM VIA EMAIL</title><summary type='text'>A BARION ME MANDOU:Nosssssssssaaaaaaaa!Envelheci 35 anos. Entrei no seu Blog e não entendi um caralho. Como é que eu faço para interagir?Só tem aquelas frases PULL THE PLUG, JESUS , TWISTED GIULY...É pra gente acrescentar ou só observar? Por favor, me tire da ignorância virtual...RESPOSTA:BARION, EH ASSIM, VOU COLOCANDO O QUE VEM, BASICAMENTE SEM ORDEM NEM SENTIDO. NUM DA PRA INTERAGIR </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106760742743584790/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106760742743584790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106760742743584790'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106760650084368083</id><published>2003-10-31T11:20:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T11:21:42.816-02:00</updated><title type='text'>THANK'S GOD IT'S FRIDAY</title><summary type='text'>sexta-feira. saco na lua. terremoto no japão. aurora boreal na noruega. floripa sem luz. acidente na dutra... uol.uol.uol...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106760650084368083/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106760650084368083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106760650084368083'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6011061.post-106754621752877122</id><published>2003-10-30T18:36:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T18:36:59.026-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>em uma única frase: PUTA QUE PARIU!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wondermarx.blogspot.com/feeds/106754621752877122/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106754621752877122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6011061/posts/default/106754621752877122'/><author><name>marx</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09079971062682304437</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
