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Expressa-te acerca de ti e do que te rodeia.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>107</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-5917718894697572296</id><published>2010-06-22T16:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T16:40:53.024+02:00</updated><title type='text'>me,myself and...: irrita.wordpress.com</title><summary type='text'>me,myself and...: irrita.wordpress.comhttp://irrita.wordpress.com/</summary><link rel='related' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2008/04/irritawordpresscom.html' title='me,myself and...: irrita.wordpress.com'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/5917718894697572296/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=5917718894697572296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/5917718894697572296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/5917718894697572296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2010/06/memyself-and-irritawordpresscom.html' title='me,myself and...: irrita.wordpress.com'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-7940438958401167544</id><published>2010-06-22T16:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T16:39:00.777+02:00</updated><title type='text'>31 de Maio de 2007-2010</title><summary type='text'>mais um ano sem ti? Não.não, não, não foi sem ti, foi contigo no meu coração, na minha lembrança... em mim... e tu sabes, melhor que qualquer pessoa, porque sentimos.Porque estás vivo, eternamente.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/7940438958401167544/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=7940438958401167544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/7940438958401167544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/7940438958401167544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2010/06/31-de-maio-de-2007-2010.html' title='31 de Maio de 2007-2010'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-60148884393342905</id><published>2009-04-15T17:28:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T17:32:37.004+02:00</updated><title type='text'>tomar...</title><summary type='text'>cada um tem muitas vezes que tomar comprimidos... para ficar melhor.cada um já teve de tomar vacinas... para evitar adoecer, por prevenção.cada um de nós tem de tomar água... é essencial à vida, para bem viver.cada um já tomou decisões...para seguir com a vida em frente e viver......</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/60148884393342905/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=60148884393342905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/60148884393342905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/60148884393342905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2009/04/tomar.html' title='tomar...'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-9031636142593854671</id><published>2009-01-05T19:34:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T19:48:42.177+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tudo se Explica</title><summary type='text'>Tudo se explica.Explicações de Ensino Básico e Secundário:E.B.: todas as disciplinasE. S.: Ciências da Terra e da Vida, Biologia e GeologiaApoio para preparação de exames ou acompanhamento ao longo do ano lectivoExplicações individuais ou em grupo (Máx 3 alunos)Na tua casa ou no escritório.Sou licenciada no ramo de Ensino em Biologia, pela Universidade de Coimbra, com 16 valores.tenho experiência</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/9031636142593854671/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=9031636142593854671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/9031636142593854671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/9031636142593854671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2009/01/tudo-se-explica.html' title='Tudo se Explica'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_492fGqXyGL0/SWJTviBxDII/AAAAAAAAAGU/jAaPn0BPYHk/s72-c/logotipo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-1660331659300515464</id><published>2008-12-18T00:41:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T00:48:43.534+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DES'Orientação</title><summary type='text'>orientação pode significar um sentido que se toma para seguir, no caso das provas de orientação, as sinalécticas e os mapas orientam-nos, mas... por vezes as orientações são-nos dadas num sentido, depois noutro e outro, a isso chamaria desorientação.a chegada à meta é feita por muito desorientada que seja a prova.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/1660331659300515464/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=1660331659300515464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/1660331659300515464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/1660331659300515464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2008/12/desorientao.html' title='DES&apos;Orientação'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-1295453554569543524</id><published>2008-07-21T17:56:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T18:24:09.540+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Parques Naturais mais Formosos</title><summary type='text'>cito:"A realização em Olhão da Feira Nacional de Parques Naturais e Ambiente surge na sequência do trabalho efectuado nos últimos anos pela Câmara Municipal, pelo Parque Natural da Ria Formosa e outros parceiros, com o objectivo de promover o desenvolvimento sustentável na região do Algarve e no País. Estando a vivência do concelho de Olhão intimamente ligada à existência da Ria Formosa, sente-se</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.feiranacionaldeparques.com/' title='Parques Naturais mais Formosos'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/1295453554569543524/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=1295453554569543524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/1295453554569543524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/1295453554569543524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2008/07/parques-naturais-mais-formosos.html' title='Parques Naturais mais Formosos'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-914726940521292167</id><published>2008-07-02T19:47:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T19:48:44.746+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedico a</title><summary type='text'>todos os que fazem parte da minha vida, no meu coração, na minha memória, a meu lado.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/914726940521292167/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=914726940521292167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/914726940521292167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/914726940521292167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2008/07/dedico.html' title='Dedico a'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-3086479681037613077</id><published>2008-06-01T12:49:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T12:58:52.542+02:00</updated><title type='text'>vazio</title><summary type='text'>sentimentos de vazio são sentimentos mais difíceis de suportar do que os sentimentos que se descrevem por palavras, atitudes e comportamentos, porque são reais, existem embora não se possam ver.sentimentos de amizade, amor, carinho, companheirismo... preenchem-nos, tiram o vazio, embora possa existir o vazio parcial... e esse pode durar muito tempo ou para sempre...o vazio é difícil de contornar,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/3086479681037613077/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=3086479681037613077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/3086479681037613077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/3086479681037613077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2008/06/vazio.html' title='vazio'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-2124362562312568972</id><published>2008-05-31T10:44:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T10:47:48.594+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Um ano sem ti? Não.não, não, não foi sem ti, foi contigo no meu coração, na minha lembrança... em mim... e tu sabes, melhor que qualquer pessoa, porque sentimos.Porque estás vivo, eternamente.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/2124362562312568972/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=2124362562312568972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/2124362562312568972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/2124362562312568972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2008/05/um-ano-sem-ti-no.html' title=''/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-5330846602139586135</id><published>2008-05-06T01:16:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T01:18:16.147+02:00</updated><title type='text'>é tão bom... e o que é bom é para repetir, sempre</title><summary type='text'>É tão bom uma amizade assim Ai, faz tão bem saber com quem contra Eu quero ir ver quem me quer assim É bom para mim e é bom pra quem tão bem me querVale a pena vercastelos no mar altoVale a pena dar o saltopra dentro do barcorumo à maravilhae pé ante pédesembarcar na ilhaPássaros com cores que nunca vique o arco-íris queria para sieu vio que quis ver afinalÉ tão bom uma amizade assimAi, faz tão </summary><link 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and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-4244982348615745285</id><published>2008-04-26T22:58:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T23:08:21.410+02:00</updated><title type='text'>... e depois...</title><summary type='text'>Quis saber quem souO que faço aquiQuem me abandonouDe quem me esqueciPerguntei por mimQuis saber de nósMas o marNão me trazTua voz.Em silêncio, amorEm tristeza e fimEu te sinto, em florEu te sofro, em mimEu te lembro, assimPartir é morrerComo amarÉ ganharE perderTu vieste em florEu te desfolheiTu te deste em amorEu nada te deiEm teu corpo, amorEu adormeciMorri neleE ao morrerRenasciE depois do </summary><link rel='related' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-95959588778853388</id><published>2008-04-26T01:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T01:25:30.557+02:00</updated><title type='text'>irrita.wordpress.com</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='related' href='http://irrita.wordpress.com' title='irrita.wordpress.com'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/95959588778853388/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=95959588778853388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/95959588778853388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/95959588778853388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2008/04/irritawordpresscom.html' title='irrita.wordpress.com'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-7960623983135829494</id><published>2008-04-25T21:46:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:33:25.944+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Emancipação da crónica "irRita"</title><summary type='text'>Anúncio da criação de um blog para a crónica "irRita". A designação foi em homenagem a uma situação de um ensaio dos "Canker" em Maceirinha. "face a um isqueiro que não conseguia acender um cigarro nas mãos do Marciano, este irritado disse 'Irrita, este isqueiro irrrriiiiiiiitaaaaaaaaaa!!!! mas aqui não está nenhuma Rita'... e estava eu!?!Daqui nasceu o nome desta crónica "irRita", onde se fala </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/7960623983135829494/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=7960623983135829494&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/7960623983135829494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/7960623983135829494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2008/04/emancipao-da-crnica-irrita.html' title='Emancipação da crónica &quot;irRita&quot;'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_492fGqXyGL0/SBI1qXP8lYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/sRr09RQ9PXw/s72-c/irRita.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-6778969240837518396</id><published>2008-04-16T13:16:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:33:26.072+01:00</updated><title type='text'>a falta de juízo...</title><summary type='text'>... a corrupção, a falsidade têm como punição uma recompensa.... a transparência, a honestidade têm como recompensa uma penalização. a falta é geral...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/6778969240837518396/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=6778969240837518396&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/6778969240837518396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/6778969240837518396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2008/04/falta-de-juzo.html' title='a falta de juízo...'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_492fGqXyGL0/SAXhNM1QCQI/AAAAAAAAAEA/c4ei95snq2w/s72-c/irRita.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-2990941988045874029</id><published>2008-03-16T18:08:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:33:26.224+01:00</updated><title type='text'>is Man Nature?</title><summary type='text'>Is Man nature?once Human evolved from an ancestral like all other living beings...Man is a mammal!!!why is drinking milk all life long.Every living being eats differently along life, only Human wants to eat everything all life long.Once Human collected to eat, then started to cultivate to eat... now??? ones cultivate more for others and the prices rise...Once man moved according to seasons, then </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/2990941988045874029/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=2990941988045874029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/2990941988045874029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/2990941988045874029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2008/03/is-man-nature.html' title='is Man Nature?'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_492fGqXyGL0/R91XmtaKfFI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Oro5LAvEOdU/s72-c/irRita.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-5140114551004655252</id><published>2008-03-01T10:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T10:38:03.420+01:00</updated><title type='text'>dói e lembra...</title><summary type='text'>a dor da tua perda é eternatrás à lembrançaa dor da felicidade extremaum dia e tantos momentosum dia e tanta partilhaum dia e tanta cumplicidadeum dia e tantos segredose a felicidade eternatrás a dor consigoe ficae lembraé uma saudade eterna, só em mimque dói e lembraque lembra e dói...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/5140114551004655252/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=5140114551004655252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/5140114551004655252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/5140114551004655252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2008/03/di-e-lembra.html' title='dói e lembra...'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-2128992032539532268</id><published>2008-02-02T00:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T00:37:02.351+01:00</updated><title type='text'>há quem construa castelos, eu</title><summary type='text'>"há castelos que foram construídos para impedir que pessoas entrem, mas existem outros que são construídos para manter as pessoas dentro"adaptado de "The Castle"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/2128992032539532268/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=2128992032539532268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/2128992032539532268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/2128992032539532268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2008/02/h-quem-construa-castelos-eu.html' title='há quem construa castelos, eu'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-548218766654698926</id><published>2008-01-27T12:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:33:26.403+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"insustentável leveza do ser"</title><summary type='text'>Ser,ser flui,ser é leve,ser é deixar-se ser.Ser seria leve sem ter, sem querer, sem ...O Ser é belo, ser é belo; mas a leveza de ser é insustentável. Carregamos o ser com a crescente importância que é dada ao ter, ao querer e a menor importância que damos ao ser-se simplesmente "Ser".</summary><link rel='related' href='http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Insustent%C3%A1vel_Leveza_do_Ser' title='&quot;insustentável leveza do ser&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/548218766654698926/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=548218766654698926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/548218766654698926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/548218766654698926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2008/01/insustentvel-leveza-do-ser.html' title='&quot;insustentável leveza do ser&quot;'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_492fGqXyGL0/R5xuTIB3j5I/AAAAAAAAADg/cQEWjTQlTA8/s72-c/insustentavel-leveza-do-ser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-7626519915851194308</id><published>2008-01-01T21:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T21:55:35.427+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>em cada dia acorda para um Bom Novo Dia, durante cada dia destes 266 dias do ano de 2008.no inicio de 2009... renovarei estes votos: Bom novo Dia, cada novo dia.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/7626519915851194308/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=7626519915851194308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/7626519915851194308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/7626519915851194308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2008/01/em-cada-dia-acorda-para-um-bom-novo-dia.html' title=''/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-5840977401073197404</id><published>2007-12-01T12:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T12:22:51.274+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I whish you could hate me...</title><summary type='text'>"Hate me for all the things I didn't do for you"http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gOziJi-1hHE"Hate me" from Blue OctoberI wish you could hate me...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/5840977401073197404/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=5840977401073197404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/5840977401073197404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/5840977401073197404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-whish-you-could-hate-me.html' title='I whish you could hate me...'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-4137191357815958234</id><published>2007-11-21T23:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T00:01:08.488+01:00</updated><title type='text'>continuação da cadeia</title><summary type='text'>... seguindo a cadeia de post, vindo pela Marta, que veio da Muffi ...1º) Pegar um livro próximo;no meu caso: "O Deus das Moscas" de William Golding2º) Abra-o na página 161;ok3º) Procurar a 5ª frase completa;ok4º) Postar essa frase no seu blog;cá vai: "O crânio olhava para Ralph como alguém que sabe todas as respostas, mas não quer revelá-las"5º) Não escolher a melhor frase nem o melhor livro;</summary><link rel='related' href='http://coisasdamuffi.blogspot.com/' title='continuação da cadeia'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/4137191357815958234/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=4137191357815958234&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/4137191357815958234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/4137191357815958234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/11/continuao-da-cadeia.html' title='continuação da cadeia'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-6022508039472117026</id><published>2007-11-21T00:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:33:26.620+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mas também há frases favoritas..."... chorou pelo fim da inocência, pelas trevas no coração do homem e pela queda no vazio do verdadeiro e sensato amigo a que chamavam Piggy.""O Deus das Moscas" de William Goldinguma homenagem a ti, Vasco que me ofereceste o livro e ...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/6022508039472117026/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=6022508039472117026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/6022508039472117026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/6022508039472117026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_492fGqXyGL0/R0N03pPDKCI/AAAAAAAAADE/QIOboOghHUs/s72-c/golding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-8893225760430407933</id><published>2007-11-03T00:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T00:49:00.047+01:00</updated><title type='text'>distância</title><summary type='text'>distância causa dor...mas há distâncias que se ultrapassam,o que não acontece com a distância que estou de ti.que dor...dor da distância de ti.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/8893225760430407933/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=8893225760430407933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/8893225760430407933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/8893225760430407933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/11/distncia.html' title='distância'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-9084347840453401066</id><published>2007-10-10T23:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:33:26.812+01:00</updated><title type='text'>empty, but with open windows</title><summary type='text'>I want to be selfish,Look after me… so I could be happier.I have received good lessons,You have been teaching me. I feel you happy, so…One of these days I will be selfish…Or… am I? Still, I am not happy!?!Happiness is reached in altruism?I want to be altruist,Look after you… so I could be happier.I tried, but you are so selfish…I am ending empty.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/9084347840453401066/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=9084347840453401066&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/9084347840453401066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/9084347840453401066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/10/empty-but-with-open-windows.html' title='empty, but with open windows'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_492fGqXyGL0/Rw1GEiraOnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/rgPK11OnGJ8/s72-c/empty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-6181181791596920440</id><published>2007-10-04T01:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:33:27.282+01:00</updated><title type='text'>walk and feel for you...</title><summary type='text'> Leiria</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/6181181791596920440/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-3862095566017072902</id><published>2007-10-01T01:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T01:27:32.335+02:00</updated><title type='text'>... sinto que por ti, vivo.</title><summary type='text'>quando não consigo dormir, fecho os olhos e...vejo as cortinas claras da janela, a cama e eu entre os lençois brancos, sinto a tua respiração, fecho os olhos e sussuro 'boa noite'.não ouço um 'boa noite' de volta, mas...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/3862095566017072902/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=3862095566017072902&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/3862095566017072902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/3862095566017072902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/10/sinto-que-por-ti-vivo.html' title='... sinto que por ti, vivo.'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-1035815976716903413</id><published>2007-09-24T23:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:33:27.745+01:00</updated><title type='text'>a culpa é dos adultos.</title><summary type='text'>   a culpa não é do Homem, nem da Mulher... é dos adultos...pois de quem será a responsabilidade das ofertas que são dadas às crianças por alturas festivas como o aniversário?e de quem é a responsabilidade de produzir "brinquedos", porque há quem chame a "armas" brinquedos; só os adultos, mesmo.e há ainda quem, por altura da organização "troca de 'armas' por brinquedos didácticos", vá dar a cara </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.rtp.pt/index.php?article=299082&amp;visual=16&amp;rss=0' title='a culpa é dos adultos.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/1035815976716903413/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=1035815976716903413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/1035815976716903413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/1035815976716903413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/09/culpa-dos-adultos.html' title='a culpa é dos adultos.'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_492fGqXyGL0/RvgqlsuQYfI/AAAAAAAAACE/8Xc8OjXEYkM/s72-c/irRita.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-269712669074058657</id><published>2007-09-19T02:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T02:19:57.265+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel lonly.I feel lost,somanytimes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/269712669074058657/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=269712669074058657&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/269712669074058657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/269712669074058657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-feel-lonly.html' title=''/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-8664305827492651646</id><published>2007-09-15T15:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:33:27.872+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"Leiria é a minha casa"</title><summary type='text'>".EnquadramentoPromover junto dos cidadãos uma utilização responsável de todos os espaços e equipamentos públicos é o mote da campanha ‘LEIRIA é a minha casa’.O grande objectivo é sensibilizar a população em geral, e alguns grupos em específico, para a necessidade de demonstrar mais respeito pela cidade que é de todos.Por outro lado, pretende-se ainda aproveitar o esforço de comunicação para </summary><link rel='related' href='http://cmleiria.wiremaze.com/pagegen.asp?SYS_PAGE_ID=822666' title='&quot;Leiria é a minha casa&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/8148285511109855067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/09/saudade.html' title='Saudade'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-4131505355122184137</id><published>2007-08-30T18:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T18:35:02.748+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I may never reach you,but I love you.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/4131505355122184137/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=4131505355122184137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/4131505355122184137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/4131505355122184137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-may-never-reach-you-but-i-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-7848370816946436757</id><published>2007-08-26T00:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T00:21:53.133+02:00</updated><title type='text'>me</title><summary type='text'>follow...follow as said...follow the feelings...follow the told feelings...follow the true feelings as I said...I do follow. Should I follow a different feeling, other truth? I said... I follow...I will.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/7848370816946436757/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=7848370816946436757&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/7848370816946436757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/7848370816946436757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/08/me.html' title='me'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-6560636813634173227</id><published>2007-08-14T12:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T12:32:15.475+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>... eu sei, meu Amor, que nem chegaste a partir pois tudo em meu redor me diz que estás sempre comigo...(Barco negro, fado de Amália Rodrigues, música de Piratini e letra de David Mourão Ferreira)</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.geocities.com/arlindo_correia/120401.html' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/6560636813634173227/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=6560636813634173227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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fiction be real,in your reality.your reality won't be fiction...... there is real fiction...... your reality...... make it ficticious.Let fiction be real.make it real.make it real.(from 2001 writting)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/5411826381718819806/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=5411826381718819806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/5411826381718819806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/5411826381718819806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/08/dedicated-to-you.html' title='dedicated to you,'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_492fGqXyGL0/Rrthr6XuUUI/AAAAAAAAAB0/7Lhz7e3ckm4/s72-c/canker_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-1840703674733386742</id><published>2007-08-06T13:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T20:33:29.159+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel like you need to go back .Run... run forward and you will get it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/1840703674733386742/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=1840703674733386742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/1840703674733386742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/1840703674733386742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-feel-you-need-to-go-back-to-find-what.html' title=''/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-5216573891752524415</id><published>2007-08-01T19:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T20:06:48.573+02:00</updated><title type='text'>só a palavra</title><summary type='text'>queria saber falar de...queria conseguir exprimir o...queria ser capaz de transmitir...queria saber escrever acerca do...queria ter capacidade de descrever o...queria sentir, partilhar, dar, receber e viver...mas a sua unidade, multiplicidade e totalidade está em si mesmo...deixo somente a forma como em português se escreve, a imensa palavra: Amor</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/5216573891752524415/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=5216573891752524415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/5216573891752524415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/5216573891752524415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/08/s-palavra.html' title='só a palavra'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-7655179909931871596</id><published>2007-07-21T11:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T11:37:07.014+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"I believe in less for too long"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/7655179909931871596/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=7655179909931871596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/7655179909931871596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/7655179909931871596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-believe-in-less-for-too-long.html' title=''/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-8009400193687068804</id><published>2007-07-18T00:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:33:28.163+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Como é que sabemos se amamos, odiamos ou sentimos simplesmente indiferença [...]? Como é que se mede o que sentimos? Com um tubo de ensaio ou uma pipeta? Com uma espátula ou uma balança?"em "Carruagem para mulheres" de Anita Nair</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/8009400193687068804/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=8009400193687068804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/8009400193687068804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/8009400193687068804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/07/como-que-sabemos-se-amamos-odiamos-ou.html' title=''/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_492fGqXyGL0/Rp1GJwri7eI/AAAAAAAAABs/SelFt89qGdI/s72-c/9722023063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-5763566262763845276</id><published>2007-07-08T21:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:33:28.687+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Orgulhosa das Maravilhas de Portugal.</title><summary type='text'>Mosteiro de Alcobaça, Mosteiro dos Jerónimos,Palácio da Pena,Mosteiro da Batalha, Castelo de Óbidos,Torre de Belém e Castelo de Guimarãesforam os monumentos eleitos como as Sete Maravilhas de Portugal e anunciados a sete de Julho de 2007, numa cerimónia realizada no Estádio da Luz, em Lisboa.Destes Sete, Três são os que podereis visitar no distrito de Leiria. Vem conhecer o Distrito que me viu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/5763566262763845276/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=5763566262763845276&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/5763566262763845276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/5763566262763845276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/07/orgulhosa-das-maravilhas-de-porugal.html' title='Orgulhosa das Maravilhas de Portugal.'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_492fGqXyGL0/RpFD7h7vX8I/AAAAAAAAABc/ntDClYNib2k/s72-c/alcobaca_461.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-586070927362145527</id><published>2007-07-07T16:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:33:28.881+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>     Se alguém ainda me perguntar onde é Portugal? Se é uma província…Depois destes eventos… …depois da expansão com os descobrimentos… depois do sucesso na organização do Euro 2004… depois de ter vários monumentos fazendo parte do património mundial e…… depois de ser o país seleccionado para a realização da eleição das novas 7 Maravilhas do Mundo e a escolha de 7 Maravilhas de Portugal, com </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/586070927362145527/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=586070927362145527&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/586070927362145527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/586070927362145527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/07/se-algum-ainda-me-perguntar-onde.html' title=''/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_492fGqXyGL0/Ro-rTh7vX6I/AAAAAAAAABM/qbG_4rWffyU/s72-c/irRita.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-6087053751673611044</id><published>2007-07-07T16:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:33:28.994+01:00</updated><title type='text'>EARTH, all LIVE</title><summary type='text'>imbued of the theme Live Earth…http://www.liveearth.org/in fact, Earth is alive because of an equilibrium that must be maintained, otherwise…             we must be conscious that we are part of this Earth.we are not the most evolved, at any sense, neither able to survive changes; we may be the most fragile.worst, we are not aware of being that fragile neither the fact of being the origin of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/6087053751673611044/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=6087053751673611044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/6087053751673611044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/6087053751673611044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/07/earth-all-live.html' title='EARTH, all LIVE'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_492fGqXyGL0/Ro-pCh7vX5I/AAAAAAAAABE/TgkEisPdT68/s72-c/alh-biosphere.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-9181626139040159518</id><published>2007-07-02T23:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:33:29.079+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Certo é o final. Viver é o meio.Do início, algo.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/9181626139040159518/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=9181626139040159518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/9181626139040159518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/9181626139040159518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/07/certo-o-final.html' title=''/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_492fGqXyGL0/RoluFx7vX4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/notMswwfFDI/s72-c/irRita.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-5324692576386103892</id><published>2007-07-02T23:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T23:27:54.963+02:00</updated><title type='text'>IRRITADÍSSIMA</title><summary type='text'>Como sou?O que sou?O que devo fazer para ser como sou?Como devo estar para ser o que sou?Como serei?O que serei?Será que ainda continuarei a ser eu?Serei eu quem eu sou, ou não serei?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/5324692576386103892/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=5324692576386103892&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/5324692576386103892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/5324692576386103892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/07/irritadssima.html' title='IRRITADÍSSIMA'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-2549723067363692240</id><published>2007-07-02T23:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:33:29.253+01:00</updated><title type='text'>distorções nítidas do pensamento</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/2549723067363692240/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=2549723067363692240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/2549723067363692240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/2549723067363692240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/07/razo-emoo.html' title='distorções nítidas do pensamento'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_492fGqXyGL0/RolsMh7vX3I/AAAAAAAAAA0/vnVYP2JQWik/s72-c/raz%C3%A3o+emo%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-1647304996586462097</id><published>2007-06-25T23:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T23:52:54.648+02:00</updated><title type='text'>LIVROS, Livros, LiVrOs, lIVROS, livros</title><summary type='text'>Em tempos colhia-se somente o que estava à disposição, depois gradualmente para que não se perdesse a diversidade e se aumentasse a riqueza, começou a cultivar-se.Em tempos não tinha Livros para ler que não os escolares e os obrigatórios, mas depois… quis comprar Livros para ler. Depois fui recebendo Livros…perante esta “batata” vou partilhar convosco alguma das leituras que me encantaram.“O Gene</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/1647304996586462097/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=1647304996586462097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/1647304996586462097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/1647304996586462097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/06/livros-livros-livros-livros-livros.html' title='LIVROS, Livros, LiVrOs, lIVROS, livros'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-1780844593752054069</id><published>2007-06-24T21:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T21:40:23.241+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Recordo-te.</title><summary type='text'>um ano depois, exactamente.“Disse-me…numa dessas constrangentes despedidas, um amigo sarahui: ‘Os que não morrem, encontram-se.’ Mas aprendi que não era verdade, infelizmente. Quando muito, poderia talvez acreditar que os que se encontram nunca mais morrem na nossa memória. Mesmo que apareçam tão-somente assim, esporadicamente, do fundo de uma gaveta, onde vive, arquivada, a luz dos dias felizes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/1780844593752054069/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=1780844593752054069&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/1780844593752054069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/1780844593752054069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/06/recordo-te.html' title='Recordo-te.'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-1054601077319086968</id><published>2007-06-05T00:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T00:22:46.918+02:00</updated><title type='text'>distância de "nunca mais"</title><summary type='text'>a distância curta que me separava de ti, não tive coragem para a ultrapassar, fui fraca…agora a distância de “nunca mais” deixa uma dor imensa, uma ferida crescente, uma tristeza profunda...... nunca mais te posso ver, nunca mais te posso abraçar, nunca mais te posso dar o beijo. Nunca mais…</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/1054601077319086968/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=1054601077319086968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/1054601077319086968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/1054601077319086968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/06/distncia-de-nunca-mais.html' title='distância de &quot;nunca mais&quot;'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-8713440070731190656</id><published>2007-06-01T16:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:33:29.482+01:00</updated><title type='text'>fazes parte da minha caminhada, sempre.</title><summary type='text'>e faço o caminho inverso, pisando nos meus passos, tentando desfazer a caminhada anterior. quando olho para trás tenho um par de pegadas em cada pisada… são caminhos diferentes… não se apagam.a vida é um fio de linha com duas pontas que só são unificadas por um estado: a não existência.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/8713440070731190656/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=8713440070731190656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/8713440070731190656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/8713440070731190656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/06/fazes-parte-da-minha-caminhada-sempre.html' title='fazes parte da minha caminhada, sempre.'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_492fGqXyGL0/RmArsGCVcII/AAAAAAAAAAk/VEdSWUd8jB0/s72-c/pegadas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-3359343250272626789</id><published>2007-05-23T00:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T00:10:35.488+02:00</updated><title type='text'>...pensando...</title><summary type='text'>“eu nunca dei um passo a trás que não fosse capaz de um dia o emendar.”E o inverso?O inverso não é aplicável.Eu nunca dei um passo em frente que me arrependa, mas é impossível emendar.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.myspace.com/ballaportugal' title='...pensando...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/3359343250272626789/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=3359343250272626789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/3359343250272626789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/3359343250272626789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/05/pensando.html' title='...pensando...'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-3659289259073272434</id><published>2007-05-22T00:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T01:03:21.040+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Change?</title><summary type='text'>Now is easier to define myself.Although the mess it is, some things look clear to me and I am able to define me, simplifying myself.  I think!?! I thought?!? I think.The moment I believe I understood someone else’s definition, becomes a mess… Changes happen. Why? Unexpected! Doing what you don’t want for yourself?Am I too transparent when you see me? Too unexpected? Too much predictable? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/3659289259073272434/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=3659289259073272434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/3659289259073272434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/3659289259073272434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/05/change.html' title='Change?'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-1449432551371601788</id><published>2007-05-21T23:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T23:06:26.086+02:00</updated><title type='text'>what's wrong?</title><summary type='text'>Theoretically is complicated, but is said to be understandable.In practice, it is complicated but not so well understood and not accepted. What is wrong?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/1449432551371601788/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=1449432551371601788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/1449432551371601788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/1449432551371601788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/05/whats-wrong.html' title='what&apos;s wrong?'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-7257815927965130562</id><published>2007-05-13T01:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:33:29.748+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Triste...</title><summary type='text'>Eu considero triste a falta de bom senso num ser humano adulto. Há quem fale da crueldade das crianças, mas...Quem pior do que um adulto aproveitar-se da fraqueza de outro para explorar ao máximo o espectáculo, sem ter uma atitude de bom senso. Ainda há quem diga que a idade trás tento, mas o que presencio face a uma pessoa embriagada é cruel e desumano.Estou chocada com a falta de tento… não </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/7257815927965130562/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=7257815927965130562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/7257815927965130562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/7257815927965130562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/05/triste.html' title='Triste...'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_492fGqXyGL0/RkZSrWmEPQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/I302_qwnhjA/s72-c/irRita.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-2174309690023640216</id><published>2007-05-03T20:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T20:44:28.039+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Igualdade!!!</title><summary type='text'>A busca de igualdade é um princípio positivo, mas o sentido mais correcto seria a criação de boas condiçoes para todos os trabalhadores e não reduzir as condições de uns para igualar aos que têm menos.Devia ser consensual que a igualdade é importante, mas cada alteração acarreta sempre manifestações. Discordo do facto das reinvindicações serem sempre de uma só parte, e não é nunca da que está </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/2174309690023640216/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=2174309690023640216&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/2174309690023640216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/2174309690023640216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/05/igualdade.html' title='Igualdade!!!'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-5818720825586699534</id><published>2007-05-01T00:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:33:29.920+01:00</updated><title type='text'>me</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.thegift.pt/' title='me'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/5818720825586699534/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=5818720825586699534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/5818720825586699534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/5818720825586699534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/05/me.html' title='me'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_492fGqXyGL0/RjZxeWmEPPI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_1lI2AND4F0/s72-c/me-myself-and-i.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-5642935568641603364</id><published>2007-04-16T01:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T04:33:30.051+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Porquê, Senhor Ministro?</title><summary type='text'>No Encontro Público de Laboratórios Associados (LA), no âmbito de “Ciência 2007” foi-nos dada a conhecer uma avaliação final acerca da Investigação em Portugal, em 2007, pelo Senhor Ministro da Ciência, Tecnologia e Ensino Superior, Mariano Gago. Face às excelentes apresentações dos trabalhos desenvolvidos, em desenvolvimento e as perspectivas futuras nos diversos LA representados, na sua maioria</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.mctes.pt/index.php?id_categoria=66&amp;id_item=3053&amp;action=2' title='Porquê, Senhor Ministro?'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/5642935568641603364/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=5642935568641603364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/5642935568641603364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/5642935568641603364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/04/porqu-senhor-ministro.html' title='Porquê, Senhor Ministro?'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_492fGqXyGL0/RiKyPy93SII/AAAAAAAAAAM/awgB5ycWUIk/s72-c/irRita.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-6230281014700721946</id><published>2007-04-09T19:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T01:53:42.171+02:00</updated><title type='text'>To all,</title><summary type='text'>to all.all of you that are close to me, in my mind, in my heat or by my side.all of you.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/6230281014700721946/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=6230281014700721946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/6230281014700721946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/6230281014700721946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/04/to-all.html' title='To all,'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-5728296865574461630</id><published>2007-02-27T19:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T19:55:39.461+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypocrites</title><summary type='text'>How can some people continue to do what they have ever done but keep thinking that they do it for good and their selves are the world peace makers. Hypocrites.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://imdb.com/title/tt0450259/' title='Hypocrites'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/5728296865574461630/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=5728296865574461630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/5728296865574461630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/5728296865574461630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/02/hypocrites.html' title='Hypocrites'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-117036875098698339</id><published>2007-02-01T23:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T23:25:51.006+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Complexidade de uma respostaÉ correcto responder sinteticamente a uma pergunta quando nos é feita uma pergunta, mas...Quando nos é colocada uma só pergunta é justo que haja uma só resposta? Todos sabemos que não é assim, nomeadamente quando não se trata de uma ciência exacta. Até mesmo nessas aprende-se que existem vários caminhos, raciocínios, cálculos ou linhas de pensamento para levar ao mesmo</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/117036875098698339/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=117036875098698339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/117036875098698339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/117036875098698339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/02/complexidade-de-uma-resposta-correcto.html' title=''/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-116890319499446917</id><published>2007-01-16T00:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T00:19:55.013+01:00</updated><title type='text'>RECIPROCITY</title><summary type='text'>Reciprocal?      I want delight; I want everything I wish for me.       You want more and more pleasure, you desire satisfaction. Is this reciprocal?The desire, the wishes, are they reciprocal?If is, this is not the reciprocity dreamed. I believe reciprocity is very important.I want to give, give pleasure, delight you, offer all to satisfy you. Is it reciprocal?Only if you wish to give!I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/116890319499446917/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=116890319499446917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116890319499446917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116890319499446917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/01/reciprocity.html' title='RECIPROCITY'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-116865150915399388</id><published>2007-01-13T02:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T02:25:09.356+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss</title><summary type='text'>MissMissNo, I mean “miss”.It is not associated with beauty, galmour, lady or mum.Is a feeling exclusively Portuguese, that that have no single wordto say it in any other language than Portuguese. Exclusive… is it noble? Probably not, but still differentiate us. We do feel it, so very deeply. Everybody do? I question that?! I don’t think so, but I like to feel it, as long as I feel it I am alive, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/116865150915399388/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=116865150915399388&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116865150915399388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116865150915399388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/01/miss.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Miss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-116865091692028546</id><published>2007-01-13T02:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T01:14:10.710+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>                                                                       O teatro“O teatro é um grande meio de civilização, mas não prospera onde não a há”. (Almeida Garret)“O Teatro José Lúcio da Silva, da autoria dos arquitectos Carlos Oliveira Ramos e José Bruschy, foi inaugurado em 15 de Janeiro de 1966 pelo então Presidente da República, Almirante Américo Tomaz”A cidade de Leiria tem uma longa</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/116865091692028546/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=116865091692028546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116865091692028546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116865091692028546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/01/o-teatro-o-teatro-um-grande-meio-de.html' title=''/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-116804458370157192</id><published>2007-01-06T01:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T01:49:43.713+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sois PRIVILEGIADOS?</title><summary type='text'>Privilegiados?É um privilégio passar o Natal com a família por perto, quanto mais perto melhor. O mais perto que consegui reunir toda a família foi dentro do coração. Todos temos esse privilégio. Para a passagem de ano o privilégio é brindar com quem se gosta, com todos os que nos rodeiam e do alto sentir a seus pés todo o mundo e fazer votos de grandes conquistas e sucessos. É a noite em que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/116804458370157192/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=116804458370157192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116804458370157192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116804458370157192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/01/sois-privilegiados.html' title='Sois PRIVILEGIADOS?'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-116787319311484086</id><published>2007-01-04T02:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T02:20:18.070+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"MUDANÇAS" conselho da leitura do início de 2007:</title><summary type='text'> "Aquela recordação vinha-lhe frequentemente à lembrança, à medida que os anos iam debilitando a torrente, porque nunca conseguiu resignar-se a que ele deixasse molhada a borda da sanita cada vez que a usava. (...)Dizia: «a sanita deve ter sido inventada por alguém que não sabia nada de homens.» Contribuía para a paz conjugal com um acto diário que era mais humilhante que humilde: secava com </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/116787319311484086/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=116787319311484086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116787319311484086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116787319311484086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2007/01/mudanas-conselho-da-leitura-do-incio.html' title='&quot;MUDANÇAS&quot; conselho da leitura do início de 2007:'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-116716741039390078</id><published>2006-12-26T22:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T22:10:10.396+01:00</updated><title type='text'>THE GIFTs</title><summary type='text'>So many…So many kind of gifts.The Gift, was one of them, thanks mum and dad.The best was all family together, the friends, many friends, family friends, friend family and… good news. Many hugs… kisses and words and also the sights. True moments and feelings were given to me, thank you. Even you, without knowing… you gave me a present, thank you so much.GOOD to finalize the 2006 year and renew </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/116716741039390078/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=116716741039390078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116716741039390078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116716741039390078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/12/gifts_26.html' title='THE GIFTs'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-116665037153365551</id><published>2006-12-20T22:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T21:54:00.373+01:00</updated><title type='text'>This season</title><summary type='text'>It is getting more and more colder and everyone says it must be warm and calm and sharing… still, no one cares.It is getting more and more colder.What do warms up these holidays? If you ask, I can tell you that the wine in all and each dinner that joins together people for any celebration, do warms up, from the inside. Doesn’t it?I realize the fact that, every time people gather to celebrate and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/116665037153365551/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=116665037153365551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116665037153365551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116665037153365551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-season.html' title='This season'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-116372596794450534</id><published>2006-11-17T02:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T02:12:47.956+01:00</updated><title type='text'>More than tears to cry</title><summary type='text'>Once, there was a tearFollowed by otherand other…a rain of tears.raining eyes, they dried.Feel  like crying does relief.Doesn’t it?Raining eyes dried.So I feel tears rolling in my all body.In my legs.In my arms.In my back.In my shoulders.Let rain in naked boby.Let the tears roll.They will dry, of course, but…I cry.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/116372596794450534/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=116372596794450534&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116372596794450534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116372596794450534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/11/more-than-tears-to-cry.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;More than tears to cry&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-116345708403176501</id><published>2006-11-13T23:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T23:31:24.050+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What is strike for?</title><summary type='text'>Strike.What is strike for?To evidence the rights, those that are whished for work? What in hell the working place is involved???? I mean, why people have to go in vacation or longer weekend at any place but at working place in the strike day.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/116345708403176501/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=116345708403176501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116345708403176501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116345708403176501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-is-strike-for.html' title='What is strike for?'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-116260180713614410</id><published>2006-11-04T01:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T01:56:47.153+01:00</updated><title type='text'>what to learn next?</title><summary type='text'>Anybody learn to love... to like...Did you?However, there is a time to learn to "do not like". After knowing how horrible is to like, not being liked, is time to dislike. You could think that there is no worst feeling than like knowing that you are not liked, at all, but… yes there is. Realize that. And after, decide to learn to “not like”.What you want to teach me next?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/116260180713614410/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=116260180713614410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116260180713614410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116260180713614410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/11/what-to-learn-next.html' title='&lt;em&gt;what to learn next?&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-116190524399902752</id><published>2006-10-27T01:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T01:31:37.136+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My Brain</title><summary type='text'>The suicide brain. Is it understandable?My brain does what it wants.Thinks what it wishes.Feels what it desires.I always wished to have somebody else’s brain…My brain scares me.When it gets tired, fatigued, exhausted…decides for the simple and direct solution.(SCARES ME!)It can really get so close to what it wants… death.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.sciam.com/article.cfm?articleID=000D8D31-6937-1E1B-8B3B809EC588EEDF' title='My Brain'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/116190524399902752/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=116190524399902752&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116190524399902752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116190524399902752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-brain.html' title='My Brain'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-116164649516191785</id><published>2006-10-24T01:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T01:34:55.186+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Parece não haver outro...caminho.</title><summary type='text'>será que o caminho traçado está a servir para caminhar. parece que não!!!será necessário mudar, MUDAR... MUDAR A POSTURA, A ATITUDE, O CAMINHO. a mudança é imperativa em todos, começando por cada um de nós.EU estou incluída. estou a promover a mudança e a intervir na divulgação de um caminho já traçado mas que precisa das nossas pernas para andar.Luta pelo facto de termos direito a disfrutar dos </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.dgeep.mtss.gov.pt/estudos/pnai.php' title='Parece não haver outro...caminho.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/116164649516191785/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=116164649516191785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116164649516191785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116164649516191785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/10/parece-no-haver-outrocaminho.html' title='Parece não haver outro...caminho.'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-116051762885722039</id><published>2006-10-10T23:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T00:00:28.926+02:00</updated><title type='text'>mais tarde ou mais cedo, terá lugar na sociedade portuguesa:</title><summary type='text'>PODER DE DECISÃO.no País, na sociedade, na família, no casal, na pessoa, o poder de decisão está dependente de uma conjuntura, inserida em determinadas circunstâncias e dependente de uma panóplia de factores. ora cada decisão deve ser tomada em consciência...consciência que é dificil de definir e ainda menos fácil de relativisar uma vez que está dependente de...retomando, cada decisão é sempre </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.apagina.pt/arquivo/Artigo.asp?ID=3950' title='mais tarde ou mais cedo, terá lugar na sociedade portuguesa:'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/116051762885722039/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=116051762885722039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116051762885722039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116051762885722039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/10/mais-tarde-ou-mais-cedo-ter-lugar-na.html' title='mais tarde ou mais cedo, terá lugar na sociedade portuguesa:'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-116051572058512879</id><published>2006-10-10T23:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T23:28:40.603+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Have Right To Choose</title><summary type='text'>Can You?Can You Be?Can You Do It?Can You Be By Yourself?Be Alone In A Life…Not In Life As Neither In Death.Choose Death?Can You?Could You?Could You Still?Could You Do It?Could You Do It For Someone Else?Help In Life As In Death.Choose Life?Who Has The Right?I Can. Hope I Can Have.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/116051572058512879/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=116051572058512879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116051572058512879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116051572058512879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/10/do-you-have-right-to-choose.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Do You Have Right To Choose&lt;strong&gt;'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-116051455382080495</id><published>2006-10-10T23:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T23:09:13.863+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Save a Life...</title><summary type='text'>My lifeI did not choose to be aliveI am ‘cause they wanted Would I have a word?My illnessNever wanted to fell itCircumstances made it for meCould I have a word?My insanityI would never desireBut I wish to save me…Can I decide for myself,Allow me to do itI will, one day I will,I will save a Life, worthy Death will save me.by Worthy Death</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/116051455382080495/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=116051455382080495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116051455382080495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/116051455382080495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/10/save-life.html' title='&lt;em&gt;Save a Life...&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-115991101366760497</id><published>2006-10-03T23:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T23:30:13.686+02:00</updated><title type='text'>CRY</title><summary type='text'>Tears roll on my face. I cry.Many of my tears are caused by words I heard, but the majority and those which heart the most are from words I do not hear.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/115991101366760497/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=115991101366760497&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115991101366760497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115991101366760497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/10/cry.html' title='CRY'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-115983099990671330</id><published>2006-10-03T01:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T01:16:39.920+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream means.</title><summary type='text'>Do dreams mean?Can we expect a dream? We usually do not know what will be dreamed or when, still sometimes you try to answer the question: why?Even though people try to dream their wishes, not always they come true.However, I dreamed something I did not wished and happened; and what I wished and I dreamed of, did not.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/115983099990671330/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=115983099990671330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115983099990671330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115983099990671330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/10/dream-means.html' title='Dream means.'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-115870166519413265</id><published>2006-09-19T23:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T23:34:25.216+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Relative to</title><summary type='text'>RELATIVITY:Each item has weight, high, age… a measure.Still, you need to be care about measurement, because nothing is single-handedly. All and everything is close to … with… COMPARISON is inevitable. Be careful with RELATIVITY. There are plenty of reasons. Be yourself.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.rense.com/general72/size.htm' title='Relative to'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/115870166519413265/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=115870166519413265&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115870166519413265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115870166519413265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/09/relative-to.html' title='Relative to'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-115868487947388464</id><published>2006-09-19T18:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T18:54:39.500+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks</title><summary type='text'>Over the RainbowSomewhere over the rainbowWay up highThere's a land that I heard ofOnce in a lullabySomewhere over the rainbowSkies are blueAnd the dreams that you dare to dreamReally do come trueSome day I'll wish upon a starAnd wake up where the clouds are far behind meWhere troubles melt like lemondropsAway above the chimney topsThat's where you'll find meSomewhere over the rainbowBluebirds </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/115868487947388464/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=115868487947388464&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115868487947388464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115868487947388464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/09/thanks.html' title='Thanks'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-115799921954084080</id><published>2006-09-11T20:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T20:26:59.573+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A little insight in H/human nature</title><summary type='text'>In nature, some male are man. From these, some forget to be Human.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/115799921954084080/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=115799921954084080&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115799921954084080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115799921954084080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/09/little-insight-in-hhuman-nature.html' title='A little insight in H/human nature'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-115689288654393518</id><published>2006-08-30T00:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T01:08:06.556+02:00</updated><title type='text'>tão pouco de Leiria, só Benedita...</title><summary type='text'>face à polémica que se estende de norte a sul... não só em Portugal, devemos todos ter cuidados com os acessos e operações nas máquinas multibanco.para prestar um contributo, vou publicar um site que alerta para os perigos e informa acerca de possíveis prevenções.Prevenção.(ponto final) Enquanto os cartões multibanco não são seguros...será que alguma vez algo será de total confiança?</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.lusawines.com/public/prevencaoATM.swf' title='tão pouco de Leiria, só Benedita...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/115689288654393518/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=115689288654393518&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115689288654393518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115689288654393518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/08/to-pouco-de-leiria-s-benedita.html' title='tão pouco de Leiria, só Benedita...'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-115677599485045735</id><published>2006-08-28T16:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T16:39:54.986+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Até na metrologia: "Eu não bebi assim tanto, não pode ser?"</title><summary type='text'>"A Metrologia Legal tem como objetivo principal proteger o consumidor tratando das unidades de medida, métodos e instrumentos de medição..." Por que será que tudo começa pelo fim neste país?Quando é proposto um qualquer objectivo, é sempre necessário um estudo dos requesitos e da possibilidade de atingir esse objectivo com exactidão. Pois se logo à partida alguns dos objectivos que se traçam são </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.publico.clix.pt/shownews.asp?id=1268447&amp;idCanal=21' title='Até na metrologia: &quot;Eu não bebi assim tanto, não pode ser?&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/115677599485045735/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=115677599485045735&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115677599485045735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115677599485045735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/08/at-na-metrologia-eu-no-bebi-assim.html' title='Até na metrologia: &quot;Eu não bebi assim tanto, não pode ser?&quot;'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-115671487944560581</id><published>2006-08-27T23:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T23:41:19.460+02:00</updated><title type='text'>efémero</title><summary type='text'>Em criança aprendi algo como definitivo. Assim o entendia, mas hoje compreendo que os conhecimentos evoluem. E assim aconteceu com o Planeta Plutão.Devemos ter em conta que nada é definitivo. será que existe algo para todo o sempre?vivamos a efemeridade, sempre.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/115671487944560581/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=115671487944560581&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115671487944560581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115671487944560581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/08/efmero.html' title='efémero'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-115505338591788999</id><published>2006-08-08T17:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T14:46:39.840+02:00</updated><title type='text'>aprender a viver com a vida.</title><summary type='text'>A vida não passa por experimentar vivências como outrora considerei, é VIVER. Para viver deve, acima de tudo, saber-se esperar e ser-se paciente em todos os momentos que se vive, em todas e quaisquer situações. VIVE a VIDA, não experimentes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/115505338591788999/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=115505338591788999&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115505338591788999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115505338591788999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/08/aprender-viver-com-vida.html' title='aprender a viver com a vida.'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-115496107253609609</id><published>2006-08-07T16:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T16:37:48.723+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Infelizmente necessário...</title><summary type='text'>Infelizmente necessário…Porque é que continua a ter de ser necessária a chamada de atenção pelas incorrecções que são efectuadas em sociedade, contra os inocentes, contra qualquer pessoa e até contra o ambiente. Oh gente… A falta de consciência de algumas pessoas aos mais diversos níveis obriga a que sejam criadas condições que permitam que outras com um nível de sensibilidade maior e num certo </summary><link rel='related' href='http://centrodeemergencia.blogs.com/portugal/2004/07/linhas_de_apoio_9.html' title='Infelizmente necessário...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/115496107253609609/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=115496107253609609&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115496107253609609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115496107253609609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/08/infelizmente-necessrio.html' title='Infelizmente necessário...'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-115408186298568036</id><published>2006-07-28T12:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T12:17:42.996+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ensino e Investigação: Consulta de Concursos</title><summary type='text'>A vida levou-me a percorrer um curso de águas de veras agitadas, por leito estreito e escuro...mas rodeado de uma beleza que me tem proporcionado uma formação de excelência e em termos de realização profissional, continua a seguir o curso destas águas.Romantismos à parte (sindicalismos à parte, também)publicito o site "SNESup" pelo facto de ser possível consultar os concursos de Ensino, </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.snesup.pt/' title='Ensino e Investigação: Consulta de Concursos'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/115408186298568036/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=115408186298568036&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115408186298568036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115408186298568036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/07/ensino-e-investigao-consulta-de.html' title='Ensino e Investigação: Consulta de Concursos'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-115402845169886420</id><published>2006-07-27T21:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T21:27:31.713+02:00</updated><title type='text'>a dbd.</title><summary type='text'>a dbd # 969.me, myself and I, just.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.cankeronline.blogspot.com/' title='a dbd.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/115402845169886420/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=115402845169886420&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115402845169886420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115402845169886420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/07/dbd.html' title='a dbd.'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-115254878905591504</id><published>2006-07-10T18:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T13:02:26.856+02:00</updated><title type='text'>ORGULHO</title><summary type='text'>do Germ. ûrgolis. m., exagerado conceito que alguém faz de si próprio;sentimento elevado da sua dignidade pessoal;soberba;pundonor;brio;vaidade;empáfia;aquilo de que alguém pode orgulhar-se.São todos sinónimos… São sentimentos positivos!!! Entenda-se que, sentir orgulho de algo que é correctamente efectuado, cujo resultado não é negativo nem prejudicial…É POSITIVO, na minha opinião e faz muito </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.priberam.pt/dlpo/definir_resultados.aspx' title='ORGULHO'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/115254878905591504/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=115254878905591504&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115254878905591504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115254878905591504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/07/orgulho.html' title='ORGULHO'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-115223049977658593</id><published>2006-07-07T01:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T02:01:39.786+02:00</updated><title type='text'>vitória? não, vitórias.</title><summary type='text'>Pois o que é mais senão vitórias: o comportamento, o empenho, o esforço e grande méritoe capacidades dos jogadores, todos os jogadores da Selecção Portuguesa. e tantas outras qualidades que fazem dos nossos jogadores tão superiores. VENCEDORES.quando Ribery considerou Scolari "jogador" foi claramente uma justificação para a selecção francesa ter um jogador extra também!!?? ou seria só uma questão</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/115223049977658593/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=115223049977658593&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115223049977658593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115223049977658593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/07/vitria-no-vitrias.html' title='vitória? não, vitórias.'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-115092013553462459</id><published>2006-06-21T21:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T10:31:49.336+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Português que é Português...</title><summary type='text'>Ser português é tirar um tanto da vida pessoal por Portugal. É deslocar-se ao local mais apropriado por causa de Portugal.É mudar o visual para se adequar a Portugal. É investir em tempo e dinheiro por um Portugal comum. É fazer um esforço vocal extra pelo nosso Portugal. È … …fazer um enorme investimento mas que será recompensado por esse Portugal pelo qual lutas, porque fazes parte dele. Certo?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/115092013553462459/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=115092013553462459&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115092013553462459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115092013553462459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/06/portugus-que-portugus.html' title='Português que é Português...'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-115084601505606081</id><published>2006-06-21T01:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T01:26:55.056+02:00</updated><title type='text'>me,myself and...: *** Amigos do Baptista ***</title><summary type='text'>me,myself and...: *** Amigos do Baptista ***</summary><link rel='related' href='http://amigosdobaptista.blogspot.com' title='me,myself and...: *** Amigos do Baptista ***'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/115084601505606081/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=115084601505606081&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115084601505606081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115084601505606081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/06/memyself-and-amigos-do-baptista.html' title='me,myself and...: *** Amigos do Baptista ***'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-115055446024408040</id><published>2006-06-17T16:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T01:24:36.433+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Patriotismo?</title><summary type='text'>vestido...no carro...em casa...bandeiras...hino...ser português será só isto? só nos campeonatos de futebol cuja equipa é liderada por um brasileiro e o patriotismo puxado a ferros por um brasileiro?quando é que somos portugueses a tempo inteiro? e na vida real? Portugal pode acabar mais cedo que pensamos...nem sequer ponho essa hipótese. sou PORTUGUESA.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/115055446024408040/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=115055446024408040&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115055446024408040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115055446024408040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/06/patriotismo.html' title='Patriotismo?'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-115055422219726691</id><published>2006-06-17T15:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T16:23:42.216+02:00</updated><title type='text'>PORTUGAL vs "PORTUGAU"</title><summary type='text'>Heróis do mar, nobre Povo,Nação valente, imortalLevantai hoje de novoO esplendor de Portugal!Entre as brumas da memória,Ó Pátria, se sente a vozDos teus egrégios avós,Que te há-de guiar à vitória!Às armas, às armas!Sobre a terra, sobre o mar,Às armas, às armas!Pela Pátria lutarContra os canhões marchar, marchar!será português (portugal).</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.leandrosmelo.hpg.ig.com.br/hino.portugal.htm' title='PORTUGAL vs &quot;PORTUGAU&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/115055422219726691/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=115055422219726691&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115055422219726691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/115055422219726691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/06/portugal-vs-portugau.html' title='PORTUGAL vs &quot;PORTUGAU&quot;'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-114920589273654073</id><published>2006-06-02T01:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T20:48:51.746+02:00</updated><title type='text'>*** Amigos do Baptista ***</title><summary type='text'>*** Amigos do Baptista ***Um agradecimento sincero pela disponibilidade de ombros amigos para confortar a dor da família Ascenso. A todos demonstro o apreço pelo vosso gesto. Até sempre. Porque só nós colocamos os limites...eles não existem. vamos querer e acreditar que não existe "FIM".OBRIGADA, rita</summary><link rel='related' href='http://amigosdobaptista.blogspot.com/' title='*** Amigos do Baptista ***'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/114920589273654073/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=114920589273654073&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/114920589273654073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/114920589273654073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/06/amigos-do-baptista.html' title='*** Amigos do Baptista ***'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-114893875978387380</id><published>2006-05-29T23:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T15:44:35.606+02:00</updated><title type='text'>São muitos os casos de “cowpyright”.</title><summary type='text'>A orquestra do toque polifónico do telemóvel...na sessão de cinema.Um "graffiti" artístico...no histórico painel de azuleijo.Um toque suave, delicado e demorado...na tela de uma obra de arte.Encontrar um registo histórico numa aldeia arqueológica,olhar em volta... e guardá-lo como troféu, sem que seja conhecido pelos historiadores e seja integrado na caracterização da localidade e permita a </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.cowparade.com/' title='São muitos os casos de “cowpyright”.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/114893875978387380/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=114893875978387380&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/114893875978387380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/114893875978387380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-muitos-os-casos-de-cowpyright.html' title='São muitos os casos de “cowpyright”.'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-114572126577948315</id><published>2006-04-22T17:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T00:30:58.703+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bolseiro. Profissão? ou o quê?</title><summary type='text'>Bolseiro trabalha? sim."A investigação está então maioritariamente organizada em centros universitários, onde está a cargo dos próprios docentes ou de bolseiros."tem remuneração? Bolsa.não é reconhecida para crédito, nem para IRS, nem sofre actualização no inicio de cada ano.paga segurança social?SSV.mas nada de subsídio de desemprego!?!?pois é. Quanto aos direitos e os deveres dos Bolseiros na </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/114572126577948315/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=114572126577948315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/114572126577948315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/114572126577948315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/04/bolseiro-profisso-ou-o-qu.html' title='Bolseiro. Profissão? ou o quê?'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-114572041536177454</id><published>2006-04-22T17:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T17:41:36.406+02:00</updated><title type='text'>"Simplex"</title><summary type='text'>A burocracia tem sido cada vez mais encarada como negativa...é certo que se a sociedade não tivesse de ser organizada e não houvesse uma onda de "Chico espertice" seria bem mais simples... muito embora, o excesso de burocracia...de facto é um exagero."Desburocratizar é impossivel" - discordo meus senhores. Porque é que faz a barba todos os dias? Para diminuir o seu tamanho e melhorar o seu </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.negocios.pt/default.asp?CpContentId=273577&amp;ListComment=1&amp;CpMsgId=353083' title='&quot;Simplex&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/114572041536177454/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=114572041536177454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/114572041536177454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/114572041536177454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/04/simplex.html' title='&quot;Simplex&quot;'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-114556576858570244</id><published>2006-04-20T22:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T22:42:48.596+02:00</updated><title type='text'>se ajudar alguém? discordo, mas...cito.</title><summary type='text'>É bom que se tenha em conta que na minha opinião a resposta a "culpar outra pessoa" seria sempre "Não", logo...</summary><link rel='related' href='http://roqueamiga.blogspot.com/2005/12/diagrama-resoluo-de-problemas.html' title='se ajudar alguém? discordo, mas...cito.'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/114556576858570244/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=114556576858570244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/114556576858570244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/114556576858570244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/04/se-ajudar-algum-discordo-mascito.html' title='se ajudar alguém? discordo, mas...cito.'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-114536424164770260</id><published>2006-04-18T14:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T15:56:30.140+02:00</updated><title type='text'>"Oferece-se um dedo e querem o braço todo"</title><summary type='text'>A realidade é bem mais cruel, não só querem como ficam com o braço todo, senão mesmo com o corpo inteiro.Ora, há quem queira muito e peça um pouco, mas quando é oferecido mais do que o que é previsto...Agradece-se, não se tira mais ainda!!! Mas estou enganada!!?!?!Por obra e graça de "São Bento" quando se recebe uma tarde livre antes de um feriado pode tirar-se o dia anterior!!! O pior é que não </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.publico.clix.pt/shownews.asp?id=1254007' title='&quot;Oferece-se um dedo e querem o braço todo&quot;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/114536424164770260/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=114536424164770260&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/114536424164770260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/114536424164770260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/04/oferece-se-um-dedo-e-querem-o-brao.html' title='&quot;Oferece-se um dedo e querem o braço todo&quot;'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-114419187916700019</id><published>2006-04-05T00:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T01:04:39.200+02:00</updated><title type='text'>o momento da satisfação</title><summary type='text'>em que dia estaremos todos totalmente satisfeitos?espero que nunca. esse dia só existe para quem se limita. quem ousa... quem ambiciona... vive. satisfação? só em pequenos momentos...!?!?! esses momentos que constituem a vida, um mais um mais um....totalmente satisfeitos? em que dia?sê bem disposto e educado...em todos os momentos. já é uma satisfação para muitos. obrigada.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/114419187916700019/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=114419187916700019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/114419187916700019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/114419187916700019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/04/o-momento-da-satisfao.html' title='o momento da satisfação'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-114134698062164420</id><published>2006-03-03T01:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T01:49:40.640+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiscalização. Para quê?</title><summary type='text'>Existem determinadas situações que justificam que a sociedade tenha criado um sistema de fiscalização. Porquê? E a mesma sociedade pede para que se fiscalize a fiscalização. Justificar-se-á?Todos conhecemos a situação em que a criança no final da refeição quer comer a quinta bolacha de chocolate e… a mãe dá uma palmadinha na mão. Depois vai até à sétima e entretanto já não há aplicação de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/114134698062164420/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=114134698062164420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/114134698062164420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/114134698062164420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/03/fiscalizao-para-qu.html' title='Fiscalização. Para quê?'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21225596.post-113953358173502501</id><published>2006-02-10T02:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T17:14:10.576+01:00</updated><title type='text'>STOP: Could someone resist and not do what they expect…</title><summary type='text'>Don’t over react. Do not react.RESIST.STAY STILL. Otherwise… things get big, bigger, huge and when you stop for thinking: you were the synergy of all.Go on with your life, do not give more attention than the necessary.STOP. That was enough.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/feeds/113953358173502501/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21225596&amp;postID=113953358173502501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/113953358173502501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21225596/posts/default/113953358173502501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ameuredor.blogspot.com/2006/02/stop-could-someone-resist-and-not-do.html' title='STOP: Could someone resist and not do what they expect…'/><author><name>me, myself and...ai!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16826815041851059804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='10' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1134/2145/1600/a%20meu%20redor.0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
