<?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-5890420</id><updated>2011-12-24T23:52:37.974Z</updated><title type='text'>torneiras de freud</title><subtitle type='html'>doudices ao correr da torneira por ale e nebia.
</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lídia Aparício</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14183008792137534414</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>1514</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-8152941429905183532</id><published>2008-02-19T17:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-19T22:04:13.227Z</updated><title type='text'>filosofia continental</title><summary type='text'>              se até os continentes se puseram à deriva, como não eu mesma?    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/8152941429905183532/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=8152941429905183532' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/8152941429905183532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/8152941429905183532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2008/02/filosofia-continental.html' title='filosofia continental'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-116262600736713892</id><published>2006-11-04T07:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-06T13:57:14.783Z</updated><title type='text'>Acreditem, as torneiras ainda vazam!</title><summary type='text'>E ainda hão de gotejar nessas terras áridas.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/116262600736713892/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=116262600736713892' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/116262600736713892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/116262600736713892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2006/11/acreditem-as-torneiras-ainda-vazam.html' title='Acreditem, as torneiras ainda vazam!'/><author><name>M. Mersault</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766291516419897810</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-113288739871819865</id><published>2005-11-25T02:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-26T01:34:25.670Z</updated><title type='text'>Nova doença</title><summary type='text'>Sintomas da febre bíblica ( que nada tem de religiosa):- Suor frio- Coceira nas mãos- Aumento da capacidade de transportar peso- Perda das habilidades em aritmética, principalmente em problemas de receita x despesas- Perda da noção de espaço em estantes e prateleiras- Crises de euforia sucedidas por fases de culpa, mas não muita.Os surtos desta doença são sazonais e costumam coincidir com as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/113288739871819865/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=113288739871819865' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/113288739871819865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/113288739871819865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/11/nova-doena.html' title='Nova doença'/><author><name>M. Mersault</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766291516419897810</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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-112881724138519378</id><published>2005-10-09T01:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T01:20:41.386+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Post comemorativo</title><summary type='text'>Pela primeira vez teremos três países de língua portuguesa numa Copa do Mundo: Brasil, Portugal e Angola. O segredo é a língua, eu sabia, mas que isso fique entre nós... E preparemo-nos para torcer por Moçambique e Timor em 2010!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/112881724138519378/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=112881724138519378' title='62 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112881724138519378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112881724138519378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/10/post-comemorativo_112881724138519378.html' title='Post comemorativo'/><author><name>M. Mersault</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766291516419897810</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>62</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-112716525887543290</id><published>2005-09-19T22:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T22:27:38.883+01:00</updated><title type='text'>coisas que eu gostava de entender</title><summary type='text'>o que terá (alguma) da arquitectura contemporânea contra as árvores?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/112716525887543290/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=112716525887543290' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112716525887543290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112716525887543290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/09/coisas-que-eu-gostava-de-entender.html' title='coisas que eu gostava de entender'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-112648034904368604</id><published>2005-09-12T00:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T00:12:29.046+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nébia não voltou # 5</title><summary type='text'> Nébia não sabe que era uma geek, uma nerd, na verdade. Nébia também não sabe que está agora mesmo no Festival de Toronto, especialmente para ver a nova cópia de Pride and Prejudice.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/112648034904368604/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=112648034904368604' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112648034904368604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112648034904368604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/09/nbia-no-voltou-5.html' title='Nébia não voltou # 5'/><author><name>Lídia Aparício</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14183008792137534414</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-112647422042984766</id><published>2005-09-11T22:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T23:14:00.266+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nébia não voltou # 4</title><summary type='text'> O cão witt que tem dentro de si um gato e não é animado e gosta de ficar estendido no estendal da roupa a contemplar o betão do prédio à frente apareceu, após cinco meses de desaparecimento, dos escombros de uns prédios troianos. Nébia não sabe que ele voltou. Antes do seu passeio de bicicleta, que lhe provocou a queda para desmemória, Nébia vivia sonhando com um sky dress, como este  e, via, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/112647422042984766/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=112647422042984766' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112647422042984766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112647422042984766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/09/nbia-no-voltou-4.html' title='Nébia não voltou # 4'/><author><name>Lídia Aparício</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14183008792137534414</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-112647052850187709</id><published>2005-09-11T21:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T21:31:15.096+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>- mr. darcy!-nébia, por aqui?-mr.darcy!-sim,sim, nébia!-mr.darcy!-humm, sente-se bem, nébia?-mr.darcy!-estou a sentir-me confuso...precisa de alguma coisa, nébia?-mr. darcy!-não seria melhor sentarmo-nos e conversar mais calmamente?-mr. darcy!-sim, tem razão, melhor apreciar o fim-de-tarde daqui, é isso?-mr.darcy!-confesso que ...estou realmente surpreso... o que tem realmente nébia?-mr.darcy!- </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/112647052850187709/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=112647052850187709' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112647052850187709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112647052850187709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/09/mr.html' title=''/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-112645887977740655</id><published>2005-09-11T18:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T18:28:27.010+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nébia não voltou # 3</title><summary type='text'> Nébia recebe postais todas as semanas. Só que ela não sabe.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/112645887977740655/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=112645887977740655' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112645887977740655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112645887977740655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/09/nbia-no-voltou-3.html' title='Nébia não voltou # 3'/><author><name>Lídia Aparício</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14183008792137534414</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-112645019826732805</id><published>2005-09-11T15:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T18:18:54.903+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nébia não voltou # 2</title><summary type='text'> Nebia vai estar no Festival de Jane Austen. No entanto, ela não sabe que vai lá estar. Vai fazer uma caminhada até Weston, vai tomar chá no The Pump Room, vai.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/112645019826732805/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=112645019826732805' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112645019826732805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112645019826732805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/09/nbia-no-voltou-2.html' title='Nébia não voltou # 2'/><author><name>Lídia Aparício</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14183008792137534414</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-112644875587182414</id><published>2005-09-11T15:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T18:17:21.093+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nébia não voltou</title><summary type='text'> Depois de depois, ainda depois de depois, sob um céu industrializado, Nébia foi até ao parque de bicicleta. Como não habitualmente, o parque, dessa vez, estava repleto de bolas suiças, de várias cores, o que lhe fez confusão. E agora? Como chegar ao destino? De qualquer modo, Nébia arriscou e assim foi, até que a sua ginástica correu mal, estatelando-se por completo no chão. Perdeu a memória, em</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/112644875587182414/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=112644875587182414' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112644875587182414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112644875587182414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/09/nbia-no-voltou.html' title='Nébia não voltou'/><author><name>Lídia Aparício</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14183008792137534414</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-112644908462235717</id><published>2005-09-11T15:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T15:31:24.633+01:00</updated><title type='text'>as aventuras de johann, o homem-trompete</title><summary type='text'>decidiu,depois de se examinar ao espelho que seria a mais perfeita imitação de trompete alguma vez conseguida. o mais difícil foi chegar ao que seria o bipedismo do trompete, porque falar como falaria um trompete, ou beijar como beijaria um trompete, isso foi fácil.na sua família, todos se alegraram por terem um filho, um irmão, um primo e um marido com tanta habilidade para ser trompete. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/112644908462235717/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=112644908462235717' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112644908462235717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112644908462235717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/09/as-aventuras-de-johann-o-homem.html' title='as aventuras de johann, o homem-trompete'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-112644734606034572</id><published>2005-09-11T14:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T15:03:58.116+01:00</updated><title type='text'>lição de cortesia</title><summary type='text'>olá urso.não sou um urso, mas olá.olá cão.não sou um cão, mas olá.olá abelha.não sou uma abelha, mas olá.olá hipopótamo.não sou um hipopótamo, mas olá.olá mamute.não sou um mamute, mas olá.( passado 10 minutos )olá.olá.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/112644734606034572/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=112644734606034572' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112644734606034572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112644734606034572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/09/lio-de-cortesia.html' title='lição de cortesia'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-112644686393516016</id><published>2005-09-11T14:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T14:54:23.936+01:00</updated><title type='text'>efeitos secundários de domingo</title><summary type='text'>a-mon-tanhacai-aquino-prato-edor-mede-vagarparanão-a-cordar-osgigan-tes</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/112644686393516016/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=112644686393516016' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112644686393516016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112644686393516016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/09/efeitos-secundrios-de-domingo.html' title='efeitos secundários de domingo'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-112644667106090330</id><published>2005-09-11T14:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T14:51:11.060+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>havia uma casa com uma bicicleta no telhado e a bicicleta era um cata-vento.havia uma casa com uma bicicleta no telhado e a bicicleta era um.havia uma casa com uma bicicleta no telhado e a bicicleta era.havia uma casa com uma bicicleta no telhado e a bicicleta .havia uma casa com uma bicicleta no telhado e a.havia uma casa com uma bicicleta no telhado e .havia uma casa com uma bicicleta no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/112644667106090330/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=112644667106090330' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112644667106090330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112644667106090330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/09/havia-uma-casa-com-uma-bicicleta-no.html' title=''/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-112644643692208856</id><published>2005-09-11T14:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T14:48:21.926+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>havia.havia uma.havia uma casa.havia uma casa com.havia uma casa com uma.havia uma casa com uma bicicleta.havia uma casa com uma bicicleta no.havia uma casa com uma bicicleta no telhado.havia uma casa com uma bicicleta no telhado e.havia uma casa com uma bicicleta no telhado e a.havia uma casa com uma bicicleta no telhado e a bicicleta.havia uma casa com uma bicicleta no telhado e a bicicleta </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/112644643692208856/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=112644643692208856' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112644643692208856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112644643692208856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/09/havia.html' title=''/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-112638586060245325</id><published>2005-09-10T21:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T21:57:40.680+01:00</updated><title type='text'>eu era uma kantiana feliz</title><summary type='text'>o idealismo transcendental era um poiso seguro. idiota, quem te disse para ler husserl????</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/112638586060245325/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=112638586060245325' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112638586060245325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112638586060245325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/09/eu-era-uma-kantiana-feliz.html' title='eu era uma kantiana feliz'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-112634758233566395</id><published>2005-09-10T11:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T11:19:42.336+01:00</updated><title type='text'>five o´clock tea</title><summary type='text'>a qualquer momento, é mesmo verdade, a nébia volta. até lá, vai estando ocupada em  responder a uns mails da jane austen. sim, jane austen, a própria.e a estudar os filmes que terão feito kafka chorar.e a fazer ginástica abdominal por telepatia.há também quem a tenha visto entrar no pompidou de gabardine cinzenta, mas afianço que tal  é  falso: a nébia entrou no pompidou de jardineiras verdes e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/112634758233566395/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=112634758233566395' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112634758233566395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112634758233566395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/09/five-oclock-tea.html' title='five o´clock tea'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-112634728246216757</id><published>2005-09-10T11:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T11:14:42.470+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ciência, para que te quero</title><summary type='text'>e o alan relembra em comentário:« Realmente, o grande mal da tecnologia é a sua má orientação... Já tinhamos chegado a esta conclusão quando falávamos de quanto se gasta procurando a cura do câncer, sendo talvez  mais simples fazer cigarros inócuos... »</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/112634728246216757/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=112634728246216757' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112634728246216757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112634728246216757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/09/cincia-para-que-te-quero_10.html' title='ciência, para que te quero'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-112629764750249110</id><published>2005-09-09T21:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T21:27:27.503+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ciência para que te quero?</title><summary type='text'>enviamos sondas a marte, mas continuamos a proteger-nos da chuva com guarda-chuvas.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/112629764750249110/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=112629764750249110' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112629764750249110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112629764750249110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/09/cincia-para-que-te-quero.html' title='ciência para que te quero?'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-112629747268329348</id><published>2005-09-09T21:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T21:25:18.656+01:00</updated><title type='text'>freud para gatos</title><summary type='text'>a infância pode ter estádios, fixações e complexos .a minha gata, por seu lado, tem inimigos imaginários.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/112629747268329348/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link 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type='text'>é a nébia regressada. com direito a passadeira vermelha.em breve.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/112534673845385594/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=112534673845385594' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112534673845385594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112534673845385594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/08/nbia-que-nbia.html' title='nébia que é nébia'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-112534666017561337</id><published>2005-08-29T21:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T21:18:10.133+01:00</updated><title type='text'>medicina preventiva</title><summary type='text'>por via oral, o meu cão consumiu  um penso rápido novinho em folha.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/112534666017561337/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=112534666017561337' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112534666017561337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112534666017561337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/08/medicina-preventiva.html' title='medicina preventiva'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-112524213012143655</id><published>2005-08-28T16:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T16:15:30.133+01:00</updated><title type='text'>jojó e a reencarnação</title><summary type='text'>-sim, quem é? -sou eu. -eu? -não, na verdade é o  jojó. -jojó!ainda existe, caro jojó? -sim, parece que sim...diga-me...posso perguntar-lhe uma coisinha? -diga, jojó, diga. -ainda me vai usar? -bem, jojó, francamente não sei. mas não se apoquente, as personagens esquecidas têm até uma boa vida...o que tem feito? -li la recherche inteirinha,converti-me ao budismo e tirei um curso de puericultura </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/112524213012143655/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=112524213012143655' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112524213012143655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112524213012143655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/08/joj-e-reencarnao.html' title='jojó e a reencarnação'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-112313781896499156</id><published>2005-08-04T07:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T07:43:38.966+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Diálogo com o misântropo V</title><summary type='text'>Lá está o filântropo a bater à porta da casa solitária no topo da colina.- Abra, vim aqui para ajudá-lo! grita de fora o filântropo.- Rá! Acabou de entrar em contradição! grita de dentro o misântropo.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/112313781896499156/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=112313781896499156' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112313781896499156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112313781896499156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/08/dilogo-com-o-misntropo-v.html' title='Diálogo com o misântropo V'/><author><name>M. Mersault</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766291516419897810</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-112313773657900876</id><published>2005-08-04T07:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T07:44:49.276+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Diálogo com o misantropo IV (baseado em fatos!)</title><summary type='text'>- Alô...- Alô! Aqui é o Pedro! Vamos correr?- Correr não... a táctica que eu uso é me esconder...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/112313773657900876/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=112313773657900876' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112313773657900876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/112313773657900876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/08/dilogo-com-o-misantropo-iv-baseado-em.html' title='Diálogo com o misantropo IV (baseado em fatos!)'/><author><name>M. Mersault</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766291516419897810</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111998366086759211</id><published>2005-06-28T19:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T02:00:21.200+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Machetes da coluna de ciência</title><summary type='text'>"Cientistas fazem partícula voltar sem ter ido em laboratório""Cientistas descobrem novo número entre 3 e 4. Matemáticos protestam""Cientista polonês (a saber, originário da Poláquia) afirma ter construído máquina do tempo em 2050""Cientistas decobrem novo dia entre terça e quarta. Bug nos computadores preocupa""Matemático que afirmou ter demonstrado matematicamente a existência de Deus reconhece</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111998366086759211/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111998366086759211' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111998366086759211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111998366086759211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/06/machetes-da-coluna-de-cincia.html' title='Machetes da coluna de ciência'/><author><name>M. Mersault</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766291516419897810</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111939977248329455</id><published>2005-06-22T01:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T01:22:52.493+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor à Lógica</title><summary type='text'>A lógica nunca falha. Quando não se confirmam suas previsões, falhou o mundo.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111939977248329455/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111939977248329455' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111939977248329455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111939977248329455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/06/amor-lgica.html' title='Amor à Lógica'/><author><name>M. Mersault</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766291516419897810</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111888591322324108</id><published>2005-06-16T02:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T02:47:27.663+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Citando alguém</title><summary type='text'>"Se os fatos não condizem com a lógica, pior para os fatos". E o mundo das idéias tornou-se um paraíso...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111888591322324108/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111888591322324108' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111888591322324108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111888591322324108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/06/citando-algum.html' title='Citando alguém'/><author><name>M. Mersault</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766291516419897810</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111835070563759108</id><published>2005-06-09T21:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T22:00:40.133+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Complexo do cavalo branco</title><summary type='text'>Suite a nossas primeiras investigações em terras gaulesas, já chegamos a algumas conclusões preliminares a respeito da população nativa: no interior de todo francês lateja um Napoleão. Seguindo a tradição freudiana, denominamos tal quadro como o complexo do cavalo branco.(escrito a 4 mãos por alan e ale, chez alan)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111835070563759108/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111835070563759108' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111835070563759108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111835070563759108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/06/complexo-do-cavalo-branco.html' title='Complexo do cavalo branco'/><author><name>M. Mersault</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766291516419897810</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111815247496657933</id><published>2005-06-07T14:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T14:54:34.976+01:00</updated><title type='text'>in illo tempore</title><summary type='text'>alexandra diz:mas agora tou mais zen que o dalai lamaAlan diz:que bom!Alan diz:eu já fui zen, mas agora sou um homem moderno[plagiado sem autorização do blog da ale ;)]</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111815247496657933/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111815247496657933' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111815247496657933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111815247496657933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/06/in-illo-tempore.html' title='in illo tempore'/><author><name>M. Mersault</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766291516419897810</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111800814496148328</id><published>2005-06-05T22:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T22:49:50.413+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Diálogo</title><summary type='text'>Dois amigos sentados num banco, em silêncio há alguns minutos. Finalmente um deles pergunta:- Não achas que estamos lacônicos?- Não - responde o outro.E continuam lá, em silêncio.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111800814496148328/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111800814496148328' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111800814496148328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111800814496148328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/06/dilogo.html' title='Diálogo'/><author><name>M. Mersault</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766291516419897810</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111741078006105529</id><published>2005-05-30T00:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T00:53:00.070+01:00</updated><title type='text'>passagens predilectas da constituição europeia</title><summary type='text'>1. a economia social: Labora para uma Europa de desenvolvimento sustentável, assente no crescimento  económico equilibrado, na estabilidade dos preços, numa economia social de  mercado altamente competitiva, num nível elevado de protecção e na melhoria da  qualidade do ambiente. 2. a opção bater com a porta: Qualquer Estado-Membro pode decidir, em conformidade com as suas regras constitucionais, </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-5890420.post-111737450254672894</id><published>2005-05-29T14:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T14:48:22.553+01:00</updated><title type='text'>teologia do meu domingo como quem termina convers</title><summary type='text'>e good save america, que tá bem mais fácil do que me salvar.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111737450254672894/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111737450254672894' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111737450254672894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111737450254672894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/05/teologia-do-meu-domingo-como-quem.html' title='teologia do meu domingo como quem termina convers'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111737414012837300</id><published>2005-05-29T14:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T14:42:20.150+01:00</updated><title type='text'>atentado ao pudor</title><summary type='text'>fui acusada de ter uma escatologia soft-core.mas tal revelou-se frutífero: vou inaugurar uma colecção editorial ESCATOLOGIA PARA MOCINHAS BEM-COMPORTADAS.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111737414012837300/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link 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type='text'>Decididamente, a vida é um produto vendido apenas em grandes kits fechados, com ítens diversos.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111714411745559693/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111714411745559693' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111714411745559693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111714411745559693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/05/filosofia-de-caf.html' title='Filosofia de café'/><author><name>M. Mersault</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766291516419897810</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111689780629532155</id><published>2005-05-24T02:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T02:23:26.303+01:00</updated><title type='text'>misantropos do mundo, uni-vos</title><summary type='text'>para quando a nossa s. francisco?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111689780629532155/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111689780629532155' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111689780629532155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111689780629532155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/05/misantropos-do-mundo-uni-vos.html' title='misantropos do mundo, uni-vos'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111689557210600455</id><published>2005-05-24T01:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T01:46:12.113+01:00</updated><title type='text'>polivalência</title><summary type='text'>   há pessoas com muito talento para se queixarem. fazem-no operaticamente,algumas, trejeitos maneiristas, ênfases à la traviatta, algo de saleroso no queixume. já outras optam pelo tom minimalista chic, com uma mundivisão metafísica. estes últimos são os que prefiro. nunca começam por se queixar de si, da vidinha, preferem sempre um genérico tom catastrofista, uma respeitabilidade franciscana, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111689557210600455/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111689557210600455' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111689557210600455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111689557210600455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/05/polivalncia.html' title='polivalência'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111689486488086963</id><published>2005-05-24T01:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T01:34:24.886+01:00</updated><title type='text'>tpm, o último dos mitos femininos</title><summary type='text'>   este era um assunto que importava trazer à comunidade científica: tenho para mim que essa coisa da tpm ser um exclusivo feminino é mito. nos últimos dias, muitos têm sido os varões avistados com o mesmo conjunto de sintomas.aguardo esclarecimentos.          </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111689486488086963/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111689486488086963' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111689486488086963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111689486488086963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/05/tpm-o-ltimo-dos-mitos-femininos.html' title='tpm, o último dos mitos femininos'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111680241429496137</id><published>2005-05-22T23:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T23:53:34.300+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Peço informação, agradeço ajuda:</title><summary type='text'>Já que somos todos seres imperfeitos, com quem eu devo me comparar para certificar-me da minha imperfeição?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111680241429496137/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111680241429496137' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111680241429496137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111680241429496137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/05/peo-informao-agradeo-ajuda.html' title='Peço informação, agradeço ajuda:'/><author><name>M. Mersault</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766291516419897810</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111680176958333185</id><published>2005-05-22T23:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T01:47:30.183+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Será?</title><summary type='text'>física teórica = matemática de vanguarda? Será?Ou alguém me diga onde está a physis em "estruturas integráveis em Yang-Mills"!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111680176958333185/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111680176958333185' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111680176958333185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111680176958333185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/05/ser.html' title='Será?'/><author><name>M. Mersault</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766291516419897810</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-5890420.post-111617243877014313</id><published>2005-05-15T16:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T16:53:58.776+01:00</updated><title type='text'>dominicar a tarde</title><summary type='text'>                                   alan e ale conversam.surge a hipótese de um zoo de escritores, com direito a secção paleontológica, inclusivamente:alexandra diz: com cartaz a dizer« é favor não alimentar os escritores»alan diz:  sim! principalmente os poetas  românticos...alan diz: eles engolem qualquer coisa...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111617243877014313/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111617243877014313' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111617243877014313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111617243877014313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/05/dominicar-tarde.html' title='dominicar a tarde'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111602336321482276</id><published>2005-05-13T23:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T23:29:27.946+01:00</updated><title type='text'>para sentimental ler</title><summary type='text'>acho que estas torneiras começam a precisar de reforma.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111602336321482276/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111602336321482276' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111602336321482276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111602336321482276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/05/para-sentimental-ler.html' title='para sentimental ler'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111602319501127476</id><published>2005-05-13T23:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T23:26:35.016+01:00</updated><title type='text'>crítica musical</title><summary type='text'>imagine que saiu dum filme de ciborgues em que são todos maus e estão prestes a clonar-lhe a alma, mas não é nada disso e começa uma grande fuga. é aí que começa esta música, paredes vazias, stanley kubrik a abrir-lhe a porta,  muita odisseia neste néon musical,  tem-se medo e não se sabe onde tudo começou , a música vem e não sai mais, só não arrepia a pele porque é um filme de ciborgues.agora </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111602319501127476/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111602319501127476' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111602319501127476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111602319501127476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/05/crtica-musical.html' title='crítica musical'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111439629586802097</id><published>2005-04-25T03:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T03:31:35.870+01:00</updated><title type='text'>complexo da menina bonita</title><summary type='text'>é uma menina bonita. veste apenas cores claras,ton sur ton, não fuma, não bebe e nem discorda do papá em assuntos políticos. fala baixinho e nunca disse um palavrão, não à frente de ninguém,e mesmo quando sozinha, cora sempre, vitorianamente. tem bons princípios diz a avó, é um anjinho corrobora o avô. casou-se com um homem muito apropriado, dois nomes e uma casa, tudo próprio.é uma menina </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111439629586802097/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111439629586802097' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111439629586802097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111439629586802097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/04/complexo-da-menina-bonita.html' title='complexo da menina bonita'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111439537116277404</id><published>2005-04-25T03:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T03:16:11.163+01:00</updated><title type='text'>desafinado</title><summary type='text'>amor e felicidade são conceitos díspares (consultar nélson rodrigues). o amor é um assalto à mão armada, intempestivo perturbador da modorrenta banalidade acolchoada do eu,  um alargado síndrome de estocolmo.pior, é um salvo-conduto para dizer, fazer e pedir coisas ridículas, tais e tantas , sendo ainda  gloriosamente perdoado por tal infâmia.e , sobretudo, é o que em nós o amor faz surgir que </summary><link 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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-5890420.post-111386894167509705</id><published>2005-04-19T01:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T01:02:21.676+01:00</updated><title type='text'>imprimatur est</title><summary type='text'>muito em breve, jojó abrirá o seu mundo ao público infanto-juvenil, com uma nova temporada da sua novela: o mundo encantado de jojó.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111386894167509705/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111386894167509705' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111386894167509705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111386894167509705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/04/imprimatur-est.html' title='imprimatur est'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111370723209667951</id><published>2005-04-17T04:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T04:07:12.096+01:00</updated><title type='text'>o teste da sopa</title><summary type='text'>         trouxe os legumes indicados.se  conseguir fazê-la a minha vida ainda tem salvação.          </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111370723209667951/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111370723209667951' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111370723209667951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111370723209667951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/04/o-teste-da-sopa.html' title='o teste da sopa'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111350659844467209</id><published>2005-04-14T20:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T20:23:18.446+01:00</updated><title type='text'>títulos para peças teatrais II</title><summary type='text'>*quem se cança não alcança*tédio, arrogância e dois prozac*aqui dentro só mais dois*a união  faz a forca*quadrilha de cinco é quintilha*alegria duradoura e uma pausa para depressão*modernistas, mentirosos e mais uns quantos*o último telefonema  de ventura alcides morais ( adaptado da peça inglesa ventura morais alcides´s last call)*comédia de costumes para principiantes*maus lençóis e uma virtude</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111350659844467209/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111350659844467209' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111350659844467209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111350659844467209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/04/ttulos-para-peas-teatrais-ii.html' title='títulos para peças teatrais II'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111350559773755361</id><published>2005-04-14T20:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T20:06:37.736+01:00</updated><title type='text'>frustração</title><summary type='text'>eu podia ser muito mais amplamente idiota do que já sou .</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111350559773755361/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111350559773755361' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111350559773755361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111350559773755361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/04/frustrao.html' title='frustração'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111350478323534050</id><published>2005-04-14T19:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T19:53:03.236+01:00</updated><title type='text'>vendetta</title><summary type='text'>vou fazer da vizinhança personagem, chega de despautérios tamanhos .</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111350478323534050/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111350478323534050' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111350478323534050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111350478323534050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/04/vendetta.html' title='vendetta'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111327811910545098</id><published>2005-04-12T04:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T04:55:19.106+01:00</updated><title type='text'>teologia</title><summary type='text'>take 1prometes dizer-me sempre a verdade?sempre, sempre, sempre.juras?juro .mesmo ?sim, mesmo.eduardo, o meu nariz é feio ?sim, é horroroso.eduardo????!!!!!??????!!!!!!mas eu só disse a verdade...sim, mas não é preciso exagerar.ah, ok....take 2juras dizer-me  sempre a verdade? sempre, sempre, sempre. juras? juro . mesmo ? sim, mesmo. eduardo, o meu nariz é feio ?não, minha querida, o teu nariz é </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111327811910545098/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111327811910545098' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111327811910545098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111327811910545098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/04/teologia.html' title='teologia'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111327780048553899</id><published>2005-04-12T04:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T04:50:00.486+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gosto tanto de ti . eu também. não vás embora. eu não vou . abraças me a noite toda? sim, a noite toda. e acordas-me com um beijo ? todos os que quiseres. gostas mesmo muito de mim? muito , muito , e muito. diz outra vez... gosto mesmo muito e muito e muito muito de ti . ok,agora deixa-me acabar de preencher o irs.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111327780048553899/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111327780048553899' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111327780048553899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111327780048553899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/04/gosto-tanto-de-ti.html' title=''/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111327635527489900</id><published>2005-04-12T04:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T04:25:55.273+01:00</updated><title type='text'>estatística de alcova</title><summary type='text'>         trouxe a internet para a cama: somos milhões,agora.          </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111327635527489900/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111327635527489900' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111327635527489900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111327635527489900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/04/estatstica-de-alcova.html' title='estatística de alcova'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111254435782237816</id><published>2005-04-03T17:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T17:05:57.823+01:00</updated><title type='text'>apocalipse now</title><summary type='text'>hoje ia salvar o mundo, mas acordei cansada.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111254435782237816/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111254435782237816' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111254435782237816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111254435782237816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/04/apocalipse-now.html' title='apocalipse now'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111254320255687687</id><published>2005-04-03T16:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T16:46:42.556+01:00</updated><title type='text'>do not disturb</title><summary type='text'>os vizinhos passeiam os filhos cheios de alarido e algazarra no jardim,perturbando a elevada missão do meu domingo: ficar idiota.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111254320255687687/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111254320255687687' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111254320255687687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111254320255687687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/04/do-not-disturb.html' title='do not disturb'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111253987516168586</id><published>2005-04-03T15:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T15:51:15.163+01:00</updated><title type='text'>títulos para peças teatrais I</title><summary type='text'>*do outro lado da vida dizem-me que espere*salvei o mundo em saltos altos *como estragar uma vida em 4 actos*a máquina de fazer gestos bonitos*verdades de trazer por palco*pobres,loucos e alienados num banco de jardim*solidão de qualidade e uma confissão radiofónica*os últimos dias de um mentiroso feliz *diz-me o teu vício, dir-te-ei quem és</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111253987516168586/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111253987516168586' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111253987516168586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111253987516168586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/04/ttulos-para-peas-teatrais-i.html' title='títulos para peças teatrais I'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111221637628236097</id><published>2005-03-30T21:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T21:59:36.283+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haikaieufico</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111221637628236097/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111221637628236097' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111221637628236097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111221637628236097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/03/haikai-eufico.html' title=''/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111162579980989495</id><published>2005-03-24T00:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-24T00:56:39.810Z</updated><title type='text'>o louro</title><summary type='text'>há um restaurante típico em espinho ( o que é um restaurante típico em 2005?) cujo papagaio de estimação repete frequentemente: golo, golo, golo. ou então:porto, porto, porto. quem por lá passa, assim o ensinou.o que eu nunca vi foi um papagaio soltar um:beckett,beckett. acho que me vou dedicar ao psitacismo subversivo.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111162579980989495/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111162579980989495' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111162579980989495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111162579980989495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/03/o-louro.html' title='o louro'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111162313058285817</id><published>2005-03-24T00:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-24T00:12:10.583Z</updated><title type='text'>de narciso ou a condenação da auto-referencialidade</title><summary type='text'>a necessidade objectual do amor complicou-nos muito a vida.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111162313058285817/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111162313058285817' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111162313058285817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111162313058285817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/03/de-narciso-ou-condenao-da-auto.html' title='de narciso ou a condenação da auto-referencialidade'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111044494661559775</id><published>2005-03-10T08:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-10T08:57:12.126Z</updated><title type='text'>Diálogo com o misantropo III</title><summary type='text'>- Por que você chutou meu cachorro? Seu %^&amp;*%$##@ ! Pensei que seu problema fosse com as pessoas!- Não é você que diz que seu cão é um ser humano como qualquer outro?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111044494661559775/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111044494661559775' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111044494661559775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111044494661559775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/03/dilogo-com-o-misantropo-iii.html' title='Diálogo com o misantropo III'/><author><name>M. Mersault</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766291516419897810</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-5890420.post-111006894756941177</id><published>2005-03-06T00:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-06T00:29:07.570Z</updated><title type='text'>pedido de casamento</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111006894756941177/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111006894756941177' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111006894756941177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111006894756941177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/03/pedido-de-casamento.html' title='pedido de casamento'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111006838838431077</id><published>2005-03-06T00:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-06T00:19:48.386Z</updated><title type='text'>por acaso</title><summary type='text'>margarida rebelo pinto: por acaso, não me imagino a receber o prémio nobel, por acaso não. eu por acaso também não me imagino a prescindir de oxigénio nos próximos 1o minutos, mas só por acaso.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111006838838431077/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111006838838431077' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111006838838431077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111006838838431077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/03/por-acaso.html' title='por acaso'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-111001676686937962</id><published>2005-03-05T09:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-05T10:01:22.843Z</updated><title type='text'>Diálogo com o misantropo II</title><summary type='text'>- Sabe, eu não consigo gostar de pessoas, só a presença delas me dá náuseas...- Nossa! Mas eu também?- Você não, eu não a considero uma pessoa...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/111001676686937962/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=111001676686937962' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111001676686937962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/111001676686937962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/03/dilogo-com-o-misantropo-ii.html' title='Diálogo com o misantropo II'/><author><name>M. Mersault</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766291516419897810</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-5890420.post-110971742017895561</id><published>2005-03-01T22:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-01T23:30:25.176Z</updated><title type='text'>Diálogo com o misantropo I</title><summary type='text'>- Você não tem mesmo amigos?- Tenho sim, aquele velhinho que mora no topo da colina.- Mas como? Ele não desce nunca de lá!- Exato, gosto muito dele!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110971742017895561/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110971742017895561' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110971742017895561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110971742017895561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/03/dilogo-com-o-misantropo-i.html' title='Diálogo com o misantropo I'/><author><name>M. Mersault</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766291516419897810</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-110963174303881851</id><published>2005-02-28T22:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-28T23:02:23.040Z</updated><title type='text'>demanda</title><summary type='text'>esta é a noite mais fria do ano.eu proponho, imediatamente, a distribuição de menções honrosas a todos aqueles que mui lealmente permaneceram em solo nacional, patrioticamente tiritando .</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110963174303881851/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110963174303881851' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110963174303881851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110963174303881851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/02/demanda.html' title='demanda'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-110934201428078777</id><published>2005-02-25T14:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-25T14:33:34.280Z</updated><title type='text'>long live my moulinex friend</title><summary type='text'>já tratava eu de encomendar a alma do meu aspirador,depois de falhar uma abertura de traqueia , quando me resolvo por uma intervenção de urgência no tubo digestivo.conclusão: a asma do meu aspirador devia-se apenas à inapropriada deglutição de uma vela.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110934201428078777/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110934201428078777' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110934201428078777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110934201428078777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/02/long-live-my-moulinex-friend.html' title='long live my moulinex friend'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-110929874219432496</id><published>2005-02-25T02:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-25T02:32:22.196Z</updated><title type='text'>O tempo passa e a embalagem muda...</title><summary type='text'>Não; não quero nada.Já disse que não quero nada(...)Não me tragam estéticas!Não me falem em moral!(...)Queriam-me casado, fútil, quotidiano e tributável?(...)(extraído de Lisbon Revisited, Álvaro de Campos)Ah... em nossos tempos, estariamos ouvindo isso entre acordes selvagens de guitarras distorcidas e baterias ferozes. Sim, Álvaro de Campos teria uma banda punk.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110929874219432496/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110929874219432496' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110929874219432496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110929874219432496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/02/o-tempo-passa-e-embalagem-muda.html' title='O tempo passa e a embalagem muda...'/><author><name>M. Mersault</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15766291516419897810</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-110929758105764288</id><published>2005-02-25T02:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-25T02:13:01.056Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>as torneiras de freud também têm coelhos na cartola.mas os nossos coelhos na cartola não vêm de uma cartola.na verdade nem sequer coelhos.mas é um passe de mágica, de qualquer forma. a partir de hoje, há um senhor que se segue nas torneiras.a partir desta data somos um maravilhoso dream team de três.abram alas, o alan chegou!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110929758105764288/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110929758105764288' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110929758105764288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110929758105764288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/02/as-torneiras-de-freud-tambm-tm-coelhos.html' title=''/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-110883830751913936</id><published>2005-02-19T18:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-19T18:40:04.116Z</updated><title type='text'>pedido de casamento</title><summary type='text'>sputnik</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110883830751913936/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110883830751913936' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110883830751913936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110883830751913936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/02/pedido-de-casamento_19.html' title='pedido de casamento'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-110883817406036697</id><published>2005-02-19T18:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-19T18:36:14.060Z</updated><title type='text'>post indizível</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110883817406036697/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110883817406036697' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110883817406036697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110883817406036697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/02/post-indizvel.html' title='post indizível'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-110883787269018480</id><published>2005-02-19T18:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-19T18:31:12.690Z</updated><title type='text'>post nihilista</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110883787269018480/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110883787269018480' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110883787269018480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110883787269018480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/02/post-nihilista.html' title='post nihilista'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-110883785329548237</id><published>2005-02-19T18:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-19T18:30:53.296Z</updated><title type='text'>post abduzido</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110883785329548237/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110883785329548237' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110883779892302161' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110883779892302161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110883779892302161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/02/post-lost-in-translation.html' title='post lost in translation'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-110873824121147356</id><published>2005-02-18T14:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-18T14:50:41.216Z</updated><title type='text'>im</title><summary type='text'>alan :   virtus in medius est!!! quero isso na minha  lápide!  ale:  ihihih  ale:  na  minha lápide eu quero   ale:  volto  já   ale:  ou    ale:  encerrado para balanço </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110873824121147356/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110873824121147356' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110873824121147356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110873824121147356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/02/im.html' title='im'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-110806793122185498</id><published>2005-02-10T20:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-10T20:38:51.220Z</updated><title type='text'>pedido de casamento </title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110806793122185498/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110806793122185498' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110806793122185498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110806793122185498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/02/pedido-de-casamento_10.html' title='pedido de casamento '/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-110782507394253689</id><published>2005-02-08T01:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-08T01:11:13.943Z</updated><title type='text'>onomatopeia prolongada para auto retrato do momento </title><summary type='text'>grgrgrggrggrgrgrgrrrrrrrrrrgrgrggrggrgrgrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgrgrggrgrggrgrrrrrrrrrrrrrr</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110782507394253689/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110782507394253689' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110782507394253689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110782507394253689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/02/onomatopeia-prolongada-para-auto.html' title='onomatopeia prolongada para auto retrato do momento '/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-110781701324159647</id><published>2005-02-07T22:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-07T22:56:53.240Z</updated><title type='text'>Objectivo? Ou rame-rame?</title><summary type='text'>P.S. Vamos inventar um mundo com mais ediçoes que o Código da Vinci.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110781701324159647/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110781701324159647' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110781701324159647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110781701324159647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/02/objectivo-ou-rame-rame.html' title='Objectivo? Ou rame-rame?'/><author><name>Lídia Aparício</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14183008792137534414</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-5890420.post-110781593367940041</id><published>2005-02-07T22:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-07T22:38:53.680Z</updated><title type='text'>post inteiramente conceptual</title><summary type='text'>exactamente AQUI  deve ler-se árvore.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110781593367940041/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110781593367940041' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110781577619469620' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110781577619469620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110781577619469620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/02/post-totalmente-indito.html' title='post totalmente inédito'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-110781499034202342</id><published>2005-02-07T22:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-07T22:28:22.923Z</updated><title type='text'>pedido de casamento</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110781499034202342/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110781499034202342' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110781499034202342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110781499034202342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/02/pedido-de-casamento.html' title='pedido de casamento'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-110781418417692490</id><published>2005-02-07T21:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-07T22:09:44.176Z</updated><title type='text'>jojó no mundo da gramática</title><summary type='text'>nos últimos meses, jojó havia sentido que o seu retiro estava a chegar ao fim, que era o momento propício ao seu regresso.no entanto, mera personagem dos meus domínios, jojó acalentava um sonho que não tinha a mesma exacta correspondência nos meus intuitos autorais.foram horas suplicantes as que jojó me devotou, promessas de favores menos explícitos,   divagações pós-estruturalistas e, por fim,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110781418417692490/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110781418417692490' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110781418417692490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110781418417692490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/02/joj-no-mundo-da-gramtica.html' title='jojó no mundo da gramática'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-110711359639488998</id><published>2005-01-30T19:18:00.001Z</published><updated>2005-01-30T19:34:21.956Z</updated><title type='text'>O regresso de King kong</title><summary type='text'> quem é que não se lembra da pastilhas "Gorila" e dos seus papéis coleccionáveis, a história dos aviões, etc, etc? o gorila vai voltar, com outros formatos, dimensões, gostos, mas desta vez inicialmente com papéis, também coleccionáveis, dos mais famosos discursos políticos da história. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110711359639488998/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110711359639488998' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110711359639488998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110711359639488998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/01/o-regresso-de-king-kong.html' title='O regresso de King kong'/><author><name>Lídia Aparício</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14183008792137534414</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-5890420.post-110711290627027210</id><published>2005-01-30T19:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-30T19:21:46.270Z</updated><title type='text'>ao lado</title><summary type='text'>ontem, encontrei a senhora que costuma estar na caixa registadora do supermercado que mais habitualmente frequento.ao meu bom -dia, ela retorquiu  com um bom-dia e obrigada.há profissões que se entranham na linguagem .</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110711290627027210/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110711290627027210' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110711290627027210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110711290627027210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/01/ao-lado.html' title='ao lado'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-110711254455195569</id><published>2005-01-30T19:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-30T19:15:44.550Z</updated><title type='text'>pedido de casamento </title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110711254455195569/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110711254455195569' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110711254455195569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110711254455195569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/01/pedido-de-casamento.html' title='pedido de casamento '/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-110704105529333156</id><published>2005-01-29T23:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-29T23:24:15.293Z</updated><title type='text'>complexo de peter pan </title><summary type='text'>inquirindo sobre os preços do sud expresso com destino a paris, deparo -me com o preço menorizado das crianças até aos doze anos.ora, tendo eu a mesma altura que um infante desta idade,mas fazendo muito menos barulho, por que tenho eu de pagar mais?ímpios!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110704105529333156/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110704105529333156' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110704105529333156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110704105529333156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/01/complexo-de-peter-pan.html' title='complexo de peter pan '/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-110686679779586670</id><published>2005-01-27T22:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-27T22:59:57.796Z</updated><title type='text'>são lusíadas , senhor</title><summary type='text'>-setôra, vénus era a favor dos portugueses, não era?-sim, era.-mas vénus é gajo ou gaja?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110686679779586670/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110686679779586670' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110686679779586670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110686679779586670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/01/so-lusadas-senhor.html' title='são lusíadas , senhor'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-110657530318384940</id><published>2005-01-24T13:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-24T14:01:43.183Z</updated><title type='text'>ale fitness</title><summary type='text'>na minha vida uma nova aurora despontou:  conheci recentemente as alegrias do jogging.a descoberta mais importante até agora: respirar é uma coisa muito boa.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110657530318384940/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110657530318384940' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110657530318384940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110657530318384940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/01/ale-fitness.html' title='ale fitness'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-110635251918604988</id><published>2005-01-22T01:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-22T00:08:39.186Z</updated><title type='text'>468564 coisas</title><summary type='text'>What do you want to do with your life?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110635251918604988/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110635251918604988' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110635251918604988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110635251918604988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/01/468564-coisas.html' title='468564 coisas'/><author><name>Lídia Aparício</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14183008792137534414</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-5890420.post-110607974486399554</id><published>2005-01-18T20:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-18T20:22:24.863Z</updated><title type='text'>da verdade</title><summary type='text'>deus é brasileiroe toca violão .</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110607974486399554/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110607974486399554' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110607974486399554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110607974486399554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/01/da-verdade.html' title='da verdade'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-110602616080576780</id><published>2005-01-18T05:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-18T05:29:20.806Z</updated><title type='text'>de veritas</title><summary type='text'>a capital importância da descoberta do fogo  foi ter permitido ao mundo povoar-se aos poucos de homens insones.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110602616080576780/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110602616080576780' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110602616080576780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110602616080576780'/><link 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Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110601054683965495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110601054683965495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/01/olhando-para-o-tecto.html' title='olhando para o tecto '/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-110601201324459605</id><published>2005-01-18T01:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-18T01:33:33.246Z</updated><title type='text'>we want nebia !</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110601201324459605/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110601201324459605' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110601201324459605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110601201324459605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/01/we-want-nebia.html' title='we want nebia !'/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-110601138803626793</id><published>2005-01-18T01:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-18T01:23:08.036Z</updated><title type='text'>adaptação livre duma última conversa </title><summary type='text'>-o que estás a ler?-o ensaio de um autor libanês , doutorado em yale, sobre a impossiblidade flaubertiana da -contemporaneidade.-como assim?-dostoievsky,por exemplo, seria possível hoje, segundo ele, e também stendhal, com as suas cosmovisões ficcionais, a ontogénese narrativa, o speculum por si urdido, mas não flaubert.-não entendo ...-nem eu, e já vou na página 234.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110601138803626793/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110601138803626793' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110601138803626793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110601138803626793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/01/adaptao-livre-duma-ltima-conversa.html' title='adaptação livre duma última conversa '/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-110565600252860001</id><published>2005-01-13T22:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-13T22:40:02.530Z</updated><title type='text'>o inverno do meu contentamento </title><summary type='text'>Belgian                                    Chocolate                                    Calling all chocoholics! The deepest, darkest,                                    most delicious chocolate ice cream in its smoothest                                    form, combined with real chocolate fudge, which                                    melts in on your tongue… Belgian Chocolate</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110565600252860001/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110565600252860001' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110565600252860001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110565600252860001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/01/o-inverno-do-meu-contentamento.html' title='o inverno do meu contentamento '/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-110531673638454878</id><published>2005-01-10T01:21:00.001Z</published><updated>2005-01-10T00:25:36.386Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>calemno porto , esqueceram-se de apagar o natal. está tudo aceso ainda, tudinho .</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110531673638454878/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110531673638454878' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110531673638454878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110531673638454878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/01/calem-no-porto-esqueceram-se-de-apagar_10.html' title=''/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-110531653958231333</id><published>2005-01-10T01:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-10T00:22:19.583Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>calemno porto , esqueceram-se de apagar o natal. está tudo aceso ainda, tudinho .</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110531653958231333/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110531653958231333' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110531653958231333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110531653958231333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/01/calem-no-porto-esqueceram-se-de-apagar.html' title=''/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-110521787794165509</id><published>2005-01-08T20:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-08T20:57:57.943Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mundanaconfesso que tenho uma desagradável tendência para surtos de alienação. mas fico muito mais  tranquila quando ao ver o telejornal ouço o anúncio do divórcio de brad pitt. só por acaso até foi na televisão de serviço público. estes conceitos estruturantemente alargados são realmente interessantes. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110521787794165509/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110521787794165509' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110521787794165509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110521787794165509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/2005/01/mundana-confesso-que-tenho-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>alexandra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5890420.post-110521706109688601</id><published>2005-01-08T20:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-08T20:44:21.096Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>corre que corre, sócrates correquando alguém souber se ele já chegou , avise-me .</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://torneirasdefreud.blogspot.com/feeds/110521706109688601/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5890420&amp;postID=110521706109688601' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5890420/posts/default/110521706109688601'/><link rel='self' 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