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<title>Ponto positivo, ponto negativo</title>
<link>http://www.zorpia.com/zaildamendes/journal/1819181</link>
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&lt;p>Ponto negativo para a polícia do Rio de Janeiro: hoje foi o enterro do garoto de 4 anos fuzilado por soldados da polícia militar do Rio. O carro dirigido pela mãe do garoto foi confundido com o carro dirigido por bandidos que os policiais vinham perseguindo. A mãe do garoto parou para dar passagem aos policiais e eles abriram fogo.&lt;/p>&lt;p>Ponto positivo para a polícia Federal: Pitta e sua quadrilha foram presos e encaminhados à sede da Polícia Federal em São Paulo. O ex-prefeito de São Paulo e seus comparsas são acusados (entre outras coisas) de formação de quadrilha, tráfico de influência e sonegação de impostos.&lt;/p>&lt;p>Enquanto isso o Congresso hesita em aprovar a emenda que tiraria do páreo os candidatos que foram condenados em primeira instância. Vai ver estão com medo de esvaziar a casa.&lt;/p>&lt;p>(zailda coirano)&lt;/p>&lt;p>&#160;&lt;/p></description>
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<title>A new way to play the piano</title>
<link>http://www.zorpia.com/zaildamendes/journal/1613045</link>
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  &lt;p>&lt;font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#99ff00">&lt;strong>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4XShpgi6uEg">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4XShpgi6uEg&lt;/a>&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p>&lt;font face="arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#99ff00">&lt;strong>Watch and learn a new way to play the piano. If you think you've already seen everything in your life, you can have a surprise.&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/p></description>
<category>Movies &amp; Videos</category>
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<pubDate>Mon, 13 Nov 2006 13:42 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Toda mudez será castigada</title>
<link>http://www.zorpia.com/zaildamendes/journal/1550804</link>
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  &lt;p align="center">&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#ff99ff" size="2">&lt;strong>Um homem e uma mulher&lt;br />eu e você&lt;br />caminhos que se cruzam&lt;br />mãos que se encontram&lt;br />e se tocam&lt;br />braços para abraçar&lt;br />pele para tocar&lt;br />deslizar&lt;br />olhos dentro de olhos&lt;br />os mesmos olhos&lt;br />boca&lt;br />carnuda, desejosa&lt;br />de seus lábios nos meus&lt;br />sabor de paixão&lt;br />palavra arrancada&lt;br />da garganta muda&lt;br />e mais uma vez&lt;br />não se revela, não sai&lt;br />e você vai&lt;br />acena, um carinho&lt;br />e quando se volta&lt;br />e leva a luz consigo&lt;br />ainda trago o gosto das palavras&lt;br />que não disse&lt;br />que calei&lt;br />que sobrevoam minha mente&lt;br />ecoam em meu coração&lt;br />arrebatam meus sentidos&lt;br />lavam minha alma&lt;br />com lágrimas sentidas&lt;br />&quot;Te amo&quot;&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="center">&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#ff99ff" size="2">&lt;strong>(escrito por Zailda Mendes)&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/p></description>
<category>Personal</category>
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<pubDate>Wed, 21 Jun 2006 21:55 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Quarto Escuro</title>
<link>http://www.zorpia.com/zaildamendes/journal/1535896</link>
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  &lt;p align="center">&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#66ff99" size="2">&lt;strong>“Te odeio” – eu disse, e rasguei tuas cartas&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="center">&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#66ff99" size="2">&lt;strong>queimei teus livros, esqueci tua música&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="center">&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#66ff99" size="2">&lt;strong>joguei tuas roupas, apaguei teus arquivos&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="center">&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#66ff99" size="2">&lt;strong>deletei tua imagem e segui meu caminho.&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="center">&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#66ff99" size="2">&lt;strong>Sorri outros risos, chorei outras dores&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="center">&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#66ff99" size="2">&lt;strong>vivi outras histórias, habitei outros braços&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="center">&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#66ff99" size="2">&lt;strong>abriguei outras paixões.&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="center">&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#66ff99" size="2">&lt;strong>De repente hoje, no quarto escuro&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="center">&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#66ff99" size="2">&lt;strong>mergulhada em mim mesma&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="center">&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#66ff99" size="2">&lt;strong>descobri num canto do peito&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="center">&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#66ff99" size="2">&lt;strong>amarfanhada, amarrotada&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="center">&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#66ff99" size="2">&lt;strong>surrada mas ainda viva&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="center">&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#66ff99" size="2">&lt;strong>a tua imagem, a tua presença&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="center">&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#66ff99" size="2">&lt;strong>uma chaga, uma ferida&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="center">&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#66ff99" size="2">&lt;strong>de luz brilhante, cristalina&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="center">&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#66ff99" size="2">&lt;strong>tomando tudo, arrastando, me arrastando&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="center">&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#66ff99" size="2">&lt;strong>num redemoinho me tragando&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="center">&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#66ff99" size="2">&lt;strong>de volta ao passado, a dor.&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="center">&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#66ff99" size="2">&lt;strong>Saudade&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="center">&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#66ff99" size="2">&lt;strong>&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p align="center">&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#66ff99" size="2">&lt;strong>(escrito por Zailda Mendes)&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;/p></description>
<category>Personal</category>
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<pubDate>Sat, 27 May 2006 19:19 EST</pubDate>
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<title>words women say</title>
<link>http://www.zorpia.com/zaildamendes/journal/1531639</link>
<description>&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#99ff00" size="2">&lt;strong>FINE&lt;br />&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#99ff00" size="2">&lt;strong>This is the word women use to end an argument when they feel they are right and you need to shut up. &#160;Never use &quot;fine&quot; to describe how a woman looks - this will cause you to have one of those arguments.&lt;br />&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#99ff00" size="2">&lt;strong>FIVE MINUTES&lt;br />&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#99ff00" size="2">&lt;strong>This is half an hour. &#160;It is equivalent to the five minutes that your football game is going to last before you take out the trash, so it's an even trade.&lt;br />&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#99ff00" size="2">&lt;strong>NOTHING&lt;br />&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#99ff00" size="2">&lt;strong>This means &quot;something&quot;, and you should be on your toes. &quot;Nothing&quot; is usually used to describe the feeling a woman has of wanting to turn you inside out, upside down, and backwards. &quot;Nothing&quot; usually signifies an argument that will last &quot;Five Minutes&quot; and end with &quot;Fine&quot;.&lt;br />&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#99ff00" size="2">&lt;strong>GO AHEAD&lt;br />&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#99ff00" size="2">&lt;strong>At some point in the near future, you are going to be in some mighty big trouble.&lt;br />&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#99ff00" size="2">&lt;strong>GO AHEAD (With Raised Eyebrows)&lt;br />&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#99ff00" size="2">&lt;strong>This is a dare. &#160;One that will result in a woman getting upset over NOTHING and end up with the word &quot;Fine&quot;.&lt;br />&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#99ff00" size="2">&lt;strong>GO AHEAD (Normal Eyebrows)&lt;br />&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#99ff00" size="2">&lt;strong>This means &quot;I give up&quot; or &quot;do what you want because I don't care&quot;. &#160;You will get a &quot;Raised Eyebrow Go Ahead&quot; in just a few minutes, followed by &quot;Nothing&quot; and &quot;Fine&quot; and she will talk to you in about &quot;Five Minutes&quot; when she cools off.&lt;br />&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#99ff00" size="2">&lt;strong>LOUD SIGH&lt;br />&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#99ff00" size="2">&lt;strong>This is not actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A &quot;Loud Sigh&quot; means she thinks you are an idiot at that moment, and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you over &quot;Nothing&quot;.&lt;br />&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#99ff00" size="2">&lt;strong>SOFT SIGH&lt;br />&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#99ff00" size="2">&lt;strong>Again, not a word, but a non-verbal statement. &#160;&quot;Soft Sighs&quot; mean that she is content. Your best bet is to not move or breathe, and she will stay content.&lt;br />&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#99ff00" size="2">&lt;strong>THAT'S OKAY&lt;br />&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#99ff00" size="2">&lt;strong>This is one of the most dangerous statements that a woman can make to a man. &#160;That's Okay&quot; means that she wants to think long and hard before paying you back for whatever it is that you have done. &#160;&quot;That's Okay&quot; is often used with the word &quot;Fine&quot; and in conjunction with a &quot;Raised Eyebrow&quot;.&lt;br />&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif">&lt;font size="2">&lt;strong>&lt;font color="#99ff00">&lt;em>PLEASE DO&lt;br />This is not a statement, it is an offer. &#160;A woman is giving you the chance to come up with whatever excuse or reason you have for doing whatever it is that you have done. You have a fair chance with the truth, so be careful and you shouldn't get a &quot;That's Okay&quot;.&lt;/em>&lt;br />&lt;/font>&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/font>&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#99ff00" size="2">&lt;strong>THANKS&lt;br />&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#99ff00" size="2">&lt;strong>A woman is thanking you. &#160;Do not faint. &#160;Just say you're welcome.&lt;br />&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#99ff00" size="2">&lt;strong>THANKS A LOT&lt;br />&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/em>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif">&lt;font size="2">&lt;strong>&lt;font color="#99ff00">&lt;em>This is much different from &quot;Thanks.&quot; &#160;A woman will say, &quot;Thanks A Lot&quot; when she is really ticked off at you. &#160;It signifies that you have offended her in some callous way, and will be followed by the &quot;Loud Sigh.&quot; Be careful not to ask what is wrong after the &quot;Loud Sigh,&quot; as she will only tell you &quot;Nothing&quot;.&lt;br />&lt;/em>&lt;br />&lt;/font>&lt;/strong>&lt;/font>&lt;/font></description>
<category>Gossips &amp; Jokes</category>
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<pubDate>Sat, 20 May 2006 23:07 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Definições que não estão no dicionário</title>
<link>http://www.zorpia.com/zaildamendes/journal/1529269</link>
<description>AMOR: Enfermidade temporária que se cura com o casamento. Palavra com quatro letras, duas vogais &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;e dois idiotas. &lt;br />DANÇAR: Representação vertical de um desejo horizontal.&lt;br />CÉREBRO: Órgão que serve para que pensemos que pensamos.&lt;br />ESCOTEIROS: 40 crianças vestidas de pateta, comandadas por um pateta&#160; vestido de criança.&lt;br />DOR DE CABEÇA: O anti-conceptivo mais usado pela mulher desde sempre.&lt;br />VIRGEM: Menina de 9 anos, muito feia, que corre mais que o primo. &lt;br />EXAME ORAL: Prova para conseguir um estágio na Casa Branca.&lt;br />LÍNGUA: Órgão sexual que os antigos usavam para falar.&lt;br />CONFIANÇA: Via livre que se dá a uma pessoa para que cometa uma série de&#160; abusos.&lt;br />FÁCIL: Diz-se da mulher que tem a moral sexual de um homem.&lt;br />GINECOLOGISTA: Especialista que trabalha no lugar onde outros se divertem. &lt;br />HERÓI: Indivíduo que não teve tempo de fugir.&lt;br />HOMEM: Ser masculino que durante seus primeiros nove meses de vida quer sair de um lugar em que tenta entrar pelo resto de sua vida. &lt;br />INDIFERENÇA: Atitude que uma mulher adota perante um homem que não lhe interessa e que é interpretada pelo homem como se estivesse &quot;se fazendo de difícil&quot;. &lt;br />INTELECTUAL: Indivíduo capaz de pensar por mais de duas horas em algo que não seja sexo.&lt;br />NINFOMANÍACA: Termo com o qual um homem define uma mulher que deseja &#160;fazer sexo mais vezes que ele.&lt;br />TRABALHO EM EQUIPE: Possibilidade de colocar a culpa nos outros.</description>
<category>Gossips &amp; Jokes</category>
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<pubDate>Wed, 17 May 2006 00:27 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Sonho Impossivel</title>
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<description>&lt;p align="center">&lt;strong>Sonhar mais um sonho impossivel&lt;br />Lutar quando&#160;eh facil ceder&lt;br />Vencer o inimigo invencivel&lt;br />Negar quando a regra&#160;eh vender&lt;br />Sofrer a tortura implacavel&lt;br />Romper a incabivel prisao&lt;br />Voar num limite provavel&lt;br />Tocar o inacessivel chao&lt;br />Eh&#160;minha lei,&#160;eh minha questao&lt;br />Virar este mundo, cravar este chao&lt;br />Nao me importa saber&lt;br />Se&#160;eh terrível demais&lt;br />Quantas guerras terei que vencer&lt;br />Por um pouco de paz&lt;br />E amanha este chao que eu deixei&lt;br />Por meu leito e perdao&lt;br />Por saber que valeu&lt;br />Delirar e morrer de paixao&lt;br />E assim, seja la como for&lt;br />Vai ter fim a infinita aflicao&lt;br />E o mundo vai ver uma flor&lt;br />Brotar do impossível chao&lt;br />&lt;/strong>&lt;/p></description>
<category>Music</category>
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<pubDate>Mon, 23 Jan 2006 17:01 EST</pubDate>
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