<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523711</id><updated>2012-01-04T20:24:53.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spharion's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Partake in Spharion's deep thoughts</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Spharion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZetjwzlEME/TRY2Q4NlBGI/AAAAAAAACNI/Rsl9sjZVxA4/S220/AIbEiAIAAABECICn2r_6z8metQEiC3ZjYXJkX3Bob3RvKihlNjY4MmZmM2FiOTFmMWZhMDMyYmJkMGI5NWU2ZmFlNzZmYWMxNDVkMAEKNSXIr7xPyHSlccwHauwrbONFyA.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523711.post-8091563811821985847</id><published>2009-09-13T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T13:29:19.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How do you know that your first post-breakup relationship isn't just a rebound? The fact is, it probably is a rebound relationship. But there's nothing wrong with that. Just be candid with the guy. When you say to Mr. Rebound, "I'm totally getting over this breakup right now, and this is your lucky day because I just want to have fun," he'll probably be psyched. How great to get to be the "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/feeds/8091563811821985847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523711&amp;postID=8091563811821985847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/8091563811821985847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/8091563811821985847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-do-you-know-that-your-first-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Spharion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZetjwzlEME/TRY2Q4NlBGI/AAAAAAAACNI/Rsl9sjZVxA4/S220/AIbEiAIAAABECICn2r_6z8metQEiC3ZjYXJkX3Bob3RvKihlNjY4MmZmM2FiOTFmMWZhMDMyYmJkMGI5NWU2ZmFlNzZmYWMxNDVkMAEKNSXIr7xPyHSlccwHauwrbONFyA.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xZetjwzlEME/Sq1VLDeHYLI/AAAAAAAABiY/08U4g2G4eNU/s72-c/tu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523711.post-8417609633444974189</id><published>2009-08-18T04:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T04:53:49.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Agora estou com vontade de aprender a tocar guitarra.quero tocar Decode, do Paramore."A verdade está escondida em seus olhosE está pendurada em sua línguaFervendo em meu sangue.Mas você pensa que eu não vejoQue tipo de homem você é,Se é que você é um homem.Bom, eu vou descobrir Sozinha(Estou gritando, "eu te amo tanto".)Sozinha(Meus pensamentos você não consegue decodificar)" Adoro música </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/feeds/8417609633444974189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523711&amp;postID=8417609633444974189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/8417609633444974189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/8417609633444974189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/2009/08/agora-estou-com-vontade-de-aprender.html' title=''/><author><name>Spharion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZetjwzlEME/TRY2Q4NlBGI/AAAAAAAACNI/Rsl9sjZVxA4/S220/AIbEiAIAAABECICn2r_6z8metQEiC3ZjYXJkX3Bob3RvKihlNjY4MmZmM2FiOTFmMWZhMDMyYmJkMGI5NWU2ZmFlNzZmYWMxNDVkMAEKNSXIr7xPyHSlccwHauwrbONFyA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523711.post-4650226939470639321</id><published>2009-07-13T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T02:29:44.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mensagens da Terra5:23 AM. Não fui dormir ainda. Faz dias que estou assim, trocando o dia pela noite.Me sinto numa estação de escuta, quando sento diante do computador. Esperando as mensagens da Terra. Estou lendo A Cabana. É mortalmente tedioso. Faço pela amizade. E pelo fenômeno social, por todos estarem lendo. Quero participar do debate. Do diálogo coletivo. Por isso quero comprar um ou dois </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/feeds/4650226939470639321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523711&amp;postID=4650226939470639321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/4650226939470639321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/4650226939470639321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/2009/07/mensagens-da-terra-523-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Spharion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZetjwzlEME/TRY2Q4NlBGI/AAAAAAAACNI/Rsl9sjZVxA4/S220/AIbEiAIAAABECICn2r_6z8metQEiC3ZjYXJkX3Bob3RvKihlNjY4MmZmM2FiOTFmMWZhMDMyYmJkMGI5NWU2ZmFlNzZmYWMxNDVkMAEKNSXIr7xPyHSlccwHauwrbONFyA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523711.post-304237515420143586</id><published>2008-11-18T14:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T15:21:25.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"I feel this great... pressure. On me. It crushes me."Well, I feel this great yearning. For all the mes I've been and lost in memory. The me who had his front teeth. The me who felt lust from hair to toe tip. The me who believed.Pain... has always been with me. My head hurt like it was being crunched when I was 4. Now it's ok, but my dead front tooth hurts like... like it's dead. A dead lump of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/feeds/304237515420143586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523711&amp;postID=304237515420143586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/304237515420143586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/304237515420143586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-feel-this-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Spharion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZetjwzlEME/TRY2Q4NlBGI/AAAAAAAACNI/Rsl9sjZVxA4/S220/AIbEiAIAAABECICn2r_6z8metQEiC3ZjYXJkX3Bob3RvKihlNjY4MmZmM2FiOTFmMWZhMDMyYmJkMGI5NWU2ZmFlNzZmYWMxNDVkMAEKNSXIr7xPyHSlccwHauwrbONFyA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523711.post-1851273177490327895</id><published>2008-04-28T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T12:31:35.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Não lembro a partir de quando notei meu profundo desconforto para com a literatura brasileira. Aparentemente não foi um processo contínuo, porque interrompido por várias experiências positivas mesmo em uma época em que esse desconforto já devia estar bem estabelecido. A experiência mais recente foi há apenas 4 anos, quando li O Amanuense Belmiro para mais uma tentativa de voltar à faculdade. 2004</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/feeds/1851273177490327895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523711&amp;postID=1851273177490327895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/1851273177490327895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/1851273177490327895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/2008/04/no-lembro-partir-de-quando-notei-meu.html' title=''/><author><name>Spharion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZetjwzlEME/TRY2Q4NlBGI/AAAAAAAACNI/Rsl9sjZVxA4/S220/AIbEiAIAAABECICn2r_6z8metQEiC3ZjYXJkX3Bob3RvKihlNjY4MmZmM2FiOTFmMWZhMDMyYmJkMGI5NWU2ZmFlNzZmYWMxNDVkMAEKNSXIr7xPyHSlccwHauwrbONFyA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523711.post-109279496488595568</id><published>2004-08-17T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T19:09:24.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Piece of Whinny Mail That Didn't Make It (So Far)So, hi, how have you been? I've been watching lots of Seinfeld. I even had to do some maintenance on the computer, it started crashing due to the strain of the file sharing program I've been using. Had to check on the fan of the heat sinker, then the network drivers, the upload rate... It's a real challenge to have a Windows based system running </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/feeds/109279496488595568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523711&amp;postID=109279496488595568' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/109279496488595568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/109279496488595568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/2004/08/piece-of-whinny-mail-that-didnt-make.html' title=''/><author><name>Spharion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZetjwzlEME/TRY2Q4NlBGI/AAAAAAAACNI/Rsl9sjZVxA4/S220/AIbEiAIAAABECICn2r_6z8metQEiC3ZjYXJkX3Bob3RvKihlNjY4MmZmM2FiOTFmMWZhMDMyYmJkMGI5NWU2ZmFlNzZmYWMxNDVkMAEKNSXIr7xPyHSlccwHauwrbONFyA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523711.post-109161437765367647</id><published>2004-08-04T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T03:19:04.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cuz there's nothing else to doEvery me and every youAlguns dias obcecado com australopitecines. Como se fosse um sinal, me passa Planet of The Apes na TV. Deve ser a aproximação de um novo totem. Um gorila talvez, um Australopithecus afarensis mais provavelmente. Lucy. Talvez seja uma constelação de totems, neandertais assombrosos, até elfos reapareceram. O tema é linhagem humana. Elfos estão </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/feeds/109161437765367647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523711&amp;postID=109161437765367647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/109161437765367647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/109161437765367647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/2004/08/cuz-theres-nothing-else-to-do-every-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Spharion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZetjwzlEME/TRY2Q4NlBGI/AAAAAAAACNI/Rsl9sjZVxA4/S220/AIbEiAIAAABECICn2r_6z8metQEiC3ZjYXJkX3Bob3RvKihlNjY4MmZmM2FiOTFmMWZhMDMyYmJkMGI5NWU2ZmFlNzZmYWMxNDVkMAEKNSXIr7xPyHSlccwHauwrbONFyA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523711.post-108985695866328315</id><published>2004-07-14T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T19:02:38.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A moça da lojinha da Vivo é absolutamente linda. Simpática também. Mas deve ser daquelas coisas para os deuses. Eu falei hoje com Alessandra. Nostalgia de meus breves dias olímpicos. Não sei se vai voltar algum dia. As coisas vão ficando distantes. Eu tento não reclamar mais. Eu sentia que não aguentava mais há 13 anos. Eu aguentei. De um jeito meio patético, mas aguentei. Mais forte hoje do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/feeds/108985695866328315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523711&amp;postID=108985695866328315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/108985695866328315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/108985695866328315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/2004/07/moa-da-lojinha-da-vivo-absolutamente.html' title=''/><author><name>Spharion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZetjwzlEME/TRY2Q4NlBGI/AAAAAAAACNI/Rsl9sjZVxA4/S220/AIbEiAIAAABECICn2r_6z8metQEiC3ZjYXJkX3Bob3RvKihlNjY4MmZmM2FiOTFmMWZhMDMyYmJkMGI5NWU2ZmFlNzZmYWMxNDVkMAEKNSXIr7xPyHSlccwHauwrbONFyA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523711.post-108822012972789244</id><published>2004-06-25T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T08:01:36.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This one is for Wendy Lin.There is a Calvin &amp; Hobbes story in which Calvin get's completely obsessed with a cap with a rotor on top of it, called "beanies". All he has to do to get it is to collect something like 5 empty boxes of his special cereals with chocolatte, which he does in no time, driving Hobbes sick just by watching it. Most of the rest of the story is he waiting for the so much </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/feeds/108822012972789244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523711&amp;postID=108822012972789244' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/108822012972789244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/108822012972789244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/2004/06/this-one-is-for-wendy-lin.html' title=''/><author><name>Spharion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZetjwzlEME/TRY2Q4NlBGI/AAAAAAAACNI/Rsl9sjZVxA4/S220/AIbEiAIAAABECICn2r_6z8metQEiC3ZjYXJkX3Bob3RvKihlNjY4MmZmM2FiOTFmMWZhMDMyYmJkMGI5NWU2ZmFlNzZmYWMxNDVkMAEKNSXIr7xPyHSlccwHauwrbONFyA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523711.post-108813580796549910</id><published>2004-06-24T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T20:56:47.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Não fui à academia hoje. Pelo menos fui à cama elástica. Vou tentar dormir hoje à noite e ir na academia amanhâ de manha. Mais uma semana chega ao fim. Menos de duas semanas para a prova do MPU. A vida e suas incógnitas.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/feeds/108813580796549910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523711&amp;postID=108813580796549910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/108813580796549910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/108813580796549910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/2004/06/no-fui-academia-hoje.html' title=''/><author><name>Spharion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZetjwzlEME/TRY2Q4NlBGI/AAAAAAAACNI/Rsl9sjZVxA4/S220/AIbEiAIAAABECICn2r_6z8metQEiC3ZjYXJkX3Bob3RvKihlNjY4MmZmM2FiOTFmMWZhMDMyYmJkMGI5NWU2ZmFlNzZmYWMxNDVkMAEKNSXIr7xPyHSlccwHauwrbONFyA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523711.post-108810707477076286</id><published>2004-06-24T12:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T12:57:54.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>5 da tarde. 2 horas para chegar na academia. Estou lendo a lista federalistabr@yahoogroups.com no Gmail para testar o sistema. É divertidinho o jeito como ele agrupa as mensagens, mas mesmo assim, eu não substituiria por POP. Acho. POP é o que há. Claro que eu ando meio sem espaço de disco, e ter a coisa com acesso e backup distribuidos é legal, mas... Tive um sonho legal em que eu era policial</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/feeds/108810707477076286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523711&amp;postID=108810707477076286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/108810707477076286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/108810707477076286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/2004/06/5-da-tarde.html' title=''/><author><name>Spharion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZetjwzlEME/TRY2Q4NlBGI/AAAAAAAACNI/Rsl9sjZVxA4/S220/AIbEiAIAAABECICn2r_6z8metQEiC3ZjYXJkX3Bob3RvKihlNjY4MmZmM2FiOTFmMWZhMDMyYmJkMGI5NWU2ZmFlNzZmYWMxNDVkMAEKNSXIr7xPyHSlccwHauwrbONFyA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523711.post-108802853344867532</id><published>2004-06-23T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T01:56:29.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Uma historinha que publiquei agora no Starcraft.org e está esperando autorização. Como eles sumiram com todas minhas histórias anteriores e eu não quero mais perder meus patéticos mas sofridos esforços literários, deixo registrado aqui:The Nexus GraveTwo more to go, and then it's jump ahead. There were enough distractions up to now. I wish to trade, not to fight. Smashing bugs is a perfect way to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/feeds/108802853344867532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523711&amp;postID=108802853344867532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/108802853344867532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/108802853344867532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/2004/06/uma-historinha-que-publiquei-agora-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Spharion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZetjwzlEME/TRY2Q4NlBGI/AAAAAAAACNI/Rsl9sjZVxA4/S220/AIbEiAIAAABECICn2r_6z8metQEiC3ZjYXJkX3Bob3RvKihlNjY4MmZmM2FiOTFmMWZhMDMyYmJkMGI5NWU2ZmFlNzZmYWMxNDVkMAEKNSXIr7xPyHSlccwHauwrbONFyA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523711.post-108801985418330123</id><published>2004-06-23T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T12:44:24.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vou tentar manter a disciplina de escrever algo aqui todo dia. Primeiro, para ver se atraio algum convite do Gmail. Eu acabei optando por ricardodirani depois de revirar a Internet por modelos de login (o mais legal é o do Steve Jobs, steve@mac.com)e no segundo seguinte à opção, recebo um mail da Heloisa Tuduri endereçado por heloisa@gmail.com. Quer dizer, ela é *A* Heloisa do Gmail. Aparte o </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/feeds/108801985418330123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523711&amp;postID=108801985418330123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/108801985418330123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/108801985418330123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/2004/06/vou-tentar-manter-disciplina-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Spharion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZetjwzlEME/TRY2Q4NlBGI/AAAAAAAACNI/Rsl9sjZVxA4/S220/AIbEiAIAAABECICn2r_6z8metQEiC3ZjYXJkX3Bob3RvKihlNjY4MmZmM2FiOTFmMWZhMDMyYmJkMGI5NWU2ZmFlNzZmYWMxNDVkMAEKNSXIr7xPyHSlccwHauwrbONFyA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523711.post-108797482883689016</id><published>2004-06-22T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T00:13:48.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aha! Um colega de uma lista mandou um convite do Gmail! Agora eu não consigo me decidir entre ricardo.dirani, ricardodirani, rdirani e... SPHARION! Todos estão disponíveis. Que legal. O chato dessa história de colisão é a multiplicidade de logins que se cria. Agora eu até acostumei. spharion, spharion3, spharion75... No Orkut eu apelei e mandei o tal ricardodirani. Quando o Yahoo colocou os 100 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/feeds/108797482883689016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523711&amp;postID=108797482883689016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/108797482883689016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/108797482883689016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/2004/06/aha-um-colega-de-uma-lista-mandou-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Spharion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZetjwzlEME/TRY2Q4NlBGI/AAAAAAAACNI/Rsl9sjZVxA4/S220/AIbEiAIAAABECICn2r_6z8metQEiC3ZjYXJkX3Bob3RvKihlNjY4MmZmM2FiOTFmMWZhMDMyYmJkMGI5NWU2ZmFlNzZmYWMxNDVkMAEKNSXIr7xPyHSlccwHauwrbONFyA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523711.post-108791374993097560</id><published>2004-06-22T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T07:15:49.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Passei o fim de semana offline. Algum moleque soltou o cabo da antena do prédio, segundo o técnico. Chegou meu comprovante de inscrição para o concurso do MPU. Claro que eu não estudei metade do que deveria ter estudado. Quero dizer, eu li toda a matéria, mas meu rendimento esteve entre 60% e 50%, isto é, alguma coisa tem que acontecer nessa última semana... Veremos.Resolvi postar mais coisas </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/feeds/108791374993097560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523711&amp;postID=108791374993097560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/108791374993097560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/108791374993097560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/2004/06/passei-o-fim-de-semana-offline.html' title=''/><author><name>Spharion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZetjwzlEME/TRY2Q4NlBGI/AAAAAAAACNI/Rsl9sjZVxA4/S220/AIbEiAIAAABECICn2r_6z8metQEiC3ZjYXJkX3Bob3RvKihlNjY4MmZmM2FiOTFmMWZhMDMyYmJkMGI5NWU2ZmFlNzZmYWMxNDVkMAEKNSXIr7xPyHSlccwHauwrbONFyA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523711.post-108662692979137271</id><published>2004-06-07T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-11T18:43:36.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nó.Acabei de redescobrir este blog. Não lembrava mais onde ele era, e achava que por falta de uso tivesse sido apagado. Agora eu sou um blogger! Yeeeeey! E estou pensando em ir escrevendo em português, porque senão a única amiga que eu tenho que lê blogs vai ficar alienada. É isso aí, Daniela. Wow. Vou ficar famoso.Estou na terceira semana na ginástica. Vou sempre de manhâ, e agora tenho um </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/feeds/108662692979137271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523711&amp;postID=108662692979137271' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/108662692979137271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/108662692979137271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/2004/06/n.html' title=''/><author><name>Spharion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZetjwzlEME/TRY2Q4NlBGI/AAAAAAAACNI/Rsl9sjZVxA4/S220/AIbEiAIAAABECICn2r_6z8metQEiC3ZjYXJkX3Bob3RvKihlNjY4MmZmM2FiOTFmMWZhMDMyYmJkMGI5NWU2ZmFlNzZmYWMxNDVkMAEKNSXIr7xPyHSlccwHauwrbONFyA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523711.post-105732166791842929</id><published>2003-07-04T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T09:39:55.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've translated this from the Portuguese, to post in a Forum about Aeon Flux (I don't recall right now the address of the forum).Monday, June 23rd, 07:13 PM   Paramount approves Brasilia for new movie; now it's a matter of getting over the bureaucracy.By Claudia PiresBrasilia (Reuters) - The year is 2500 and most of mankind has been extinct. In this dark future, Aeon Flux is a heroine </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/105732166791842929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/105732166791842929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/2003/07/ive-translated-this-from-portuguese-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Spharion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZetjwzlEME/TRY2Q4NlBGI/AAAAAAAACNI/Rsl9sjZVxA4/S220/AIbEiAIAAABECICn2r_6z8metQEiC3ZjYXJkX3Bob3RvKihlNjY4MmZmM2FiOTFmMWZhMDMyYmJkMGI5NWU2ZmFlNzZmYWMxNDVkMAEKNSXIr7xPyHSlccwHauwrbONFyA.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523711.post-105684067348238355</id><published>2003-06-28T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-28T15:51:13.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whenever I play with the Internet I have these feelings that I should turn into a serious computer person. Afterall, I've been to Computer Engineering, and my friends have received a degree in it a long time ago. But what would be serious? Programming would be a good start. I have given some tries to thte Java Tutorial. It goes so slowly. Installing Linux would probably get me some respect from </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/feeds/105684067348238355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523711&amp;postID=105684067348238355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/105684067348238355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/105684067348238355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/2003/06/whenever-i-play-with-internet-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Spharion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZetjwzlEME/TRY2Q4NlBGI/AAAAAAAACNI/Rsl9sjZVxA4/S220/AIbEiAIAAABECICn2r_6z8metQEiC3ZjYXJkX3Bob3RvKihlNjY4MmZmM2FiOTFmMWZhMDMyYmJkMGI5NWU2ZmFlNzZmYWMxNDVkMAEKNSXIr7xPyHSlccwHauwrbONFyA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5523711.post-105683444224241461</id><published>2003-06-28T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-28T14:15:40.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In many moments of my life I produced a stream of thoughts that afterwards would strike me as interesting. Most of them I've lost in loose sheets of paper, some I still have piled along with my mess, and of these, pretty few are not too crazy to general screening.At least in my current mood. Sometimes I have these impulses of "what the hell, everybody has crazy thoughts deep inside and shouldn't</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/feeds/105683444224241461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5523711&amp;postID=105683444224241461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/105683444224241461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5523711/posts/default/105683444224241461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spharion.blogspot.com/2003/06/in-many-moments-of-my-life-i-produced.html' title=''/><author><name>Spharion</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xZetjwzlEME/TRY2Q4NlBGI/AAAAAAAACNI/Rsl9sjZVxA4/S220/AIbEiAIAAABECICn2r_6z8metQEiC3ZjYXJkX3Bob3RvKihlNjY4MmZmM2FiOTFmMWZhMDMyYmJkMGI5NWU2ZmFlNzZmYWMxNDVkMAEKNSXIr7xPyHSlccwHauwrbONFyA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
