<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271574</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 16:04:31 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>"she was into s&amp;m and bible studies"</title><description>futilidades e inconsequências urgentes</description><link>http://xadelimao.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (raspa)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>448</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271574.post-136567118233127988</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Dec 2007 14:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-15T15:13:41.467+01:00</atom:updated><title>Mudanças</title><atom:summary type='text'>Eu regressei a casa (wherever that is)O blog traíu o servidor e  mudou de casaVêmo-nos por ALI</atom:summary><link>http://xadelimao.blogspot.com/2007/12/mudanas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (raspa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271574.post-4827364493637258598</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Nov 2007 14:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-28T15:19:33.303+01:00</atom:updated><title>dance dance dance dance dance to the radio</title><atom:summary type='text'>tudo ao cinema já. depois de ouvir isto duas ou três vezes.ps: decidi que a minha vida não faz sentido até ter um poster "kingsize"do Ian curtis a dançar com os braços a balançar daquela maneira entre o tímido e o louco (sabem qual é a maneira não sabem?). Regredi aos 15 anos e estou a gostar.</atom:summary><link>http://xadelimao.blogspot.com/2007/11/dance-dance-dance-dance-dance-to-radio.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (raspa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271574.post-7876940334399878145</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Nov 2007 11:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-16T12:56:19.962+01:00</atom:updated><title>Quote of the day</title><atom:summary type='text'>"Eu acredito muito nas vozes que oiço""Guru das estrelas" na sic esta manhã, entre afirmações muito sérias sobre auras e energias e claro, vozes.Ai, nada como o humor involuntário da televisão matinal para me descontrair dos doze trabalhos de Hércules.</atom:summary><link>http://xadelimao.blogspot.com/2007/11/quote-of-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (raspa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271574.post-5036977855476203519</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Oct 2007 15:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-31T16:38:24.135+01:00</atom:updated><title>these are a few of my favourite things</title><atom:summary type='text'>Liberty, ou o poder terapêutico de babar horas a fio entre escadarias e paredes de madeira, para cima dos vestidos do Dries van Noten, dos blocos de notas mais bonitos do mundo,de porcelanas raras e candelabros de feltro.</atom:summary><link>http://xadelimao.blogspot.com/2007/10/these-are-few-of-my-favourite-places.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (raspa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271574.post-5158325774725172834</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Oct 2007 11:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-25T13:38:26.918+02:00</atom:updated><title>Learning to ride my own wild horses (2)</title><atom:summary type='text'>"I am just learning to ride my own wild horses" dizia eu ao Jean Paul Belmondo. Ao que ele respondeu "Dance it as it comes"  enquanto me oferecia um cigarro. O Cohen cantava a meu pedido o "Chelsea Hotel" pela nona vez.  Não estávamos num barco mas via-se pela janela um mar muito escuro e um glaciar. Lembro-me de ter olhado para o glaciar e pensado no aquecimento global. Ao décimo "Chelsea Hotel"</atom:summary><link>http://xadelimao.blogspot.com/2007/10/learning-to-ride-my-own-wild-horses-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (raspa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271574.post-6287702580582453733</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Oct 2007 10:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-17T12:27:16.189+02:00</atom:updated><title>Objectivos de vida, é bom ter (9)</title><atom:summary type='text'>Quando acabar de escrever esta coisa sobre cappuccinos e cia, vou focar  a minha atenção nas vantagens estéticas da combinação  eyeliner-barba  em homens. Já tenho dois "case studies". Um será o Devendra Banhart numa série de fotografias que o google me mostrou e agora escondeu, o chato. O outro serão os  Talibans naquelas fotografias que eles tiravam às escondidas quando não estavam a  explodir </atom:summary><link>http://xadelimao.blogspot.com/2007/10/objectivos-de-vida-bom-ter.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (raspa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271574.post-3046389858093815486</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Oct 2007 13:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-08T16:09:55.905+02:00</atom:updated><title>Era só um cão, disseram-me hoje...eles sabem lá</title><atom:summary type='text'>...é que era o Kafkinha, o das patinhas com as manchas mais lindas, maravilhas, obras-primas da genética canina, do pêlo mais macio e quentinho do mundo, dos olhinhos mais meigos e marotos,  o  criador de alegria instântanea com uma só corrida dispara(ta)da, que merece perto de si para sempre o favorito  indestrutível osso azul, um fornecimento eterno de biscoitos,  almofadas e daquelas festinhas</atom:summary><link>http://xadelimao.blogspot.com/2007/10/era-s-um-co-disseram-me-hojeeles-sabem.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (raspa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWxl0i2QphE/Rwo4U71celI/AAAAAAAAACs/8w0XXIa6mF0/s72-c/kafka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271574.post-4743721248275506558</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Oct 2007 13:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-05T15:22:38.354+02:00</atom:updated><title>Vou só ali comprar cigarros...</title><atom:summary type='text'>Marina Hyde no G2 de hoje a propósito do "Sex and the city- the Movie":"…above is the latest picture to emerge, which would in normal circumstances suggest a wedding was on the cards, but in the show’s costumery traditions probably just shows Carrie nipping out for a pint of milk and a scratchcard"Vou-me apercebendo que vou ter saudades de mil e uma pequenas coisas do país adoptivo, uma delas </atom:summary><link>http://xadelimao.blogspot.com/2007/10/vou-s-ali-comprar-cigarros.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (raspa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271574.post-6819795502810649437</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Oct 2007 09:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-03T12:08:10.579+02:00</atom:updated><title>Preocupação</title><atom:summary type='text'>será a sério ou é uma piadola dos fabricantes de muesli a incrição na embalagem: "contém o equivalente a 14 doses"?</atom:summary><link>http://xadelimao.blogspot.com/2007/10/preocupao.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (raspa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271574.post-738255413465457206</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Oct 2007 09:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-03T11:58:38.546+02:00</atom:updated><title>A descoberta das</title><atom:summary type='text'>minhas curtinhas mas bem gozadas férias de "Verão" em Setembro: Amélie Nothomb. Nada surpreendida de ter gostado (de preguiçosa que ando "gostado"  quer dizer "li até ao fim"); claro que as palavras de alguém que escolhe o chocolate Belga como único alimento me iriam agradar.</atom:summary><link>http://xadelimao.blogspot.com/2007/10/descoberta-das.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (raspa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271574.post-5011653371492059155</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Sep 2007 20:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-12T23:02:23.790+02:00</atom:updated><title>Cada vez gosto mais</title><atom:summary type='text'>da estética "kitsch". Talvez seja da idade, do exílio, ou mesmo qualquer explicação Freudiana relacionada com o conforto de lanches em casa da avó o justifique. Não interessa o porquê. Hoje ao passear pelo Bolhão (tão Almodovoriano, a sério se ele o descobre dá filme) entre senhoras que decoram as bancas com Nossas Senhoras de Fátima Fluorescentes, que têm no bolso das batas rebuçados para as </atom:summary><link>http://xadelimao.blogspot.com/2007/09/cada-vez-gosto-mais.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (raspa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271574.post-3214328698937267185</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 10:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-05T13:00:44.567+02:00</atom:updated><title>Qual a música</title><atom:summary type='text'>no teu I-pod que te faz corar se alguém a apanha, ou mentir descaradamente "não sei como isto veio aqui parar?". Vá lá, todos temos uma! A minha (ganhar coragem, inspirar fundo) é: Underneath your clothes, Shakira.</atom:summary><link>http://xadelimao.blogspot.com/2007/09/qual-msica.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (raspa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271574.post-8917883298537500708</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Aug 2007 17:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-28T19:50:34.031+02:00</atom:updated><title>a minha contribuição amiga para</title><atom:summary type='text'>o teu topping, Luna. Espero que gostes, diria que são "gomas ácidas em feitio de ursinhos" ou mesmo "frutos vermelhos liofilizados". </atom:summary><link>http://xadelimao.blogspot.com/2007/08/minha-contribuio-amiga-para.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (raspa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271574.post-6125624092764810867</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Aug 2007 16:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-28T19:51:42.355+02:00</atom:updated><title>Que giro</title><atom:summary type='text'>que é meter a vida toda em caixas e carragá-la daqui para ali. Frequentemente, duas vezes por ano, pelo menos. Os frades Franciscanos devem ter tirado a ideia de despojo dos bens materiais depois de viverem como estudantes exilados. Já fui comprar mais malas, já fui cravar caixas ao senhor da loja dos kebabs, já despachei camisolas justas e calças "bootcut" ("so 2004") para a OXFAM e mesmo assim </atom:summary><link>http://xadelimao.blogspot.com/2007/08/que-giro.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (raspa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271574.post-8536099617280556679</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Aug 2007 16:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-28T22:14:34.519+02:00</atom:updated><title></title><atom:summary type='text'>A cumplicidade é provavelmente a coisa mais confortante do mundo. Tão bom quando um olhar, um meio soriso, um instante explicam tudo sem dizer nada. Escusa-nos a manchar com palavras que nunca chegam bem lá coisas simples e puras. Outros motivos haveria, como o próprio Chico e a música que é  líndissima mas se não me canso de ver este vídeo é pelos olhares tansparentes e sorrisos de cumplicidade </atom:summary><link>http://xadelimao.blogspot.com/2007/08/cumplicidade-provavelmente-coisa-mais.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (raspa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271574.post-8577809898029243974</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Aug 2007 09:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-27T11:31:11.580+02:00</atom:updated><title>Classificados(20) Precisa-se</title><atom:summary type='text'>da alma caiada de frescopronta para enfrentar novos orvalhosrasa de nódoaspura e branca</atom:summary><link>http://xadelimao.blogspot.com/2007/08/classificados20-precisa-se.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (raspa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271574.post-4365390165523560426</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Aug 2007 12:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-27T11:18:16.826+02:00</atom:updated><title>Chuva de sapos (2)</title><atom:summary type='text'>O que apetecia era ficar muito paradinha, tirar férias de mim só um bocadinho e voltar daqui a uns meses descobrindo um desfecho, bom ou mau, mas do qual eu pudesse lavar as minhas mãos e seguir em fente.</atom:summary><link>http://xadelimao.blogspot.com/2007/08/chuva-de-sapos-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (raspa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271574.post-4152761326095502813</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Aug 2007 21:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-17T23:21:26.475+02:00</atom:updated><title>A resposta possível ao Criacionismo</title><atom:summary type='text'>"I’m sure you now realize how important it is that your students are taught this alternate theory. It is absolutely imperative that they realize that observable evidence is at the discretion of a Flying Spaghetti Monster. Furthermore, it is disrespectful to teach our beliefs without wearing His chosen outfit, which of course is full pirate regalia. I cannot stress the importance of this enough, </atom:summary><link>http://xadelimao.blogspot.com/2007/08/resposta-possvel-ao-criacionismo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (raspa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KWxl0i2QphE/RsYPwDFHugI/AAAAAAAAACc/ppeArZnsEEA/s72-c/piratesarecool4.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271574.post-4286712483313041911</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Aug 2007 16:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-17T18:32:48.781+02:00</atom:updated><title>E quanto aos nossos eco-guerreiros</title><atom:summary type='text'>Alguém lhes explique, taditos, que é muito provável que o jantarzinho de ontem tenha sido  transgénico  (vulgo a soja que decerto comem, já que aposto numa taxa de vegetarianismo de 90%) .</atom:summary><link>http://xadelimao.blogspot.com/2007/08/algum-lhes-explique-taditos-que-muito.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (raspa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271574.post-7407956256431263840</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Aug 2007 19:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-16T21:31:46.738+02:00</atom:updated><title>Men in tigths(4)</title><atom:summary type='text'></atom:summary><link>http://xadelimao.blogspot.com/2007/08/men-in-tigths4.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (raspa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271574.post-4758849604647705954</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Aug 2007 13:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-08T15:29:30.708+02:00</atom:updated><title>Muda de vida</title><atom:summary type='text'>Perdida entre mil teorias, números e figuras meio abstractas, o bichinho de me levantar da cadeira, virar as costas ao computador e produzir qualquer coisa de pálpavel e com a qual me identifique intensifica-se. Falta o saber como e a coragem de arriscar pisar terreno desconhecido.Entretanto inspiro-me na "loucura" de outros. Loucura bem sucedida, entenda-se. Os "smoothies" são deliciosos e a </atom:summary><link>http://xadelimao.blogspot.com/2007/08/muda-de-vida.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (raspa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271574.post-1496382368499687758</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Aug 2007 15:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-06T17:33:28.519+02:00</atom:updated><title>"Their life is their show"</title><atom:summary type='text'>"Sunk in illusions and fantasies, far from the glorious past of the Bouvier family (Big Edie was Jackie Kennedy's paternal aunt), they bicker, sing pop love songs and live out a dream of elegance that is constantly contradicted by the mess and sadness around them.In the films, Big Edie is a snappish, brusque-seeming lady who was once a talented singer and now seems to reside mostly in bed. Little</atom:summary><link>http://xadelimao.blogspot.com/2007/08/their-life-is-their-show.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (raspa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271574.post-1054911383104801189</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Aug 2007 11:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-05T13:39:52.949+02:00</atom:updated><title>Note to self: life is not a musical...</title><atom:summary type='text'>"No one minds it at allIf I'm having a ballThis is a musicalAnd there's always someoneTo catch meThere's always someone to catch meThere's always someone to catch meThere's always someone to catch meWhen you fallWhy do I love you so much?What kind of magic is this?How come I can't help adore you?You were in a musical."Bkjork, Dancer in the Dark, In the musicals..so if I fall, I must stand up by </atom:summary><link>http://xadelimao.blogspot.com/2007/08/note-to-self-life-is-not-musical.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (raspa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271574.post-9047442951664843780</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Aug 2007 10:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-05T12:19:57.807+02:00</atom:updated><title>saudades de piqueniques em sítios secretos e pequenos almoços preguiçosos com jornal, café e mimos</title><atom:summary type='text'>i carry your heart with me(i carry it inmy heart)i am never without it(anywherei go you go,my dear; and whatever is doneby only me is your doing,my darling)i fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i wantno world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)and it's you are whatever a moon has always meantand whatever a sun will always sing is youhere is the deepest secret nobody knows(here is the </atom:summary><link>http://xadelimao.blogspot.com/2007/08/saudades.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (raspa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KWxl0i2QphE/RrWhF4OKhZI/AAAAAAAAACU/1wrqkyZxF3Y/s72-c/DSCN1341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6271574.post-7392015270252586948</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Jul 2007 15:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-07-22T17:42:01.896+02:00</atom:updated><title>Daytime TV</title><atom:summary type='text'>Acabo de ver uma "romcom" dos anos 70 ( A touch of Class). Confirmei como a moda é cíclica e os diálogos românticos intemporais. Só percebi que o filme era tão antigo porque o Soho estava muito diferente. As roupas eram iguaizinhas às que estão penduradas nos saldos da Topshop de qualquer "high street" e a história igual a tantas outras outras ficcionais ou não.</atom:summary><link>http://xadelimao.blogspot.com/2007/07/daytime-tv.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (raspa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>