<?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-5284228180102547248</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:04:40.753-07:00</updated><category term='musica'/><category term='necedad'/><category term='juguetes'/><category term='porque'/><category term='películas'/><category term='combis'/><category term='.'/><title type='text'>prefiero no</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284228180102547248/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>paola.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674569853281650720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284228180102547248.post-4807977706430610911</id><published>2008-10-05T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T12:18:26.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>con una flor y un perro</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5sguR05dgMY&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5sguR05dgMY&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284228180102547248-4807977706430610911?l=porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com/feeds/4807977706430610911/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5284228180102547248&amp;postID=4807977706430610911' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284228180102547248/posts/default/4807977706430610911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284228180102547248/posts/default/4807977706430610911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com/2008/10/con-una-flor-y-un-perro.html' title='con una flor y un perro'/><author><name>paola.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674569853281650720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284228180102547248.post-5395835504346774970</id><published>2008-09-19T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T16:12:33.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>si estás vivo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nP5BUzxJhi4/SNQxuSKyMHI/AAAAAAAAABc/y1vHWUv5h14/s1600-h/liniers+galeria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247874137014284402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nP5BUzxJhi4/SNQxuSKyMHI/AAAAAAAAABc/y1vHWUv5h14/s320/liniers+galeria.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284228180102547248-5395835504346774970?l=porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com/feeds/5395835504346774970/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5284228180102547248&amp;postID=5395835504346774970' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284228180102547248/posts/default/5395835504346774970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284228180102547248/posts/default/5395835504346774970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com/2008/09/si-ests-vivo.html' title='si estás vivo'/><author><name>paola.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674569853281650720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nP5BUzxJhi4/SNQxuSKyMHI/AAAAAAAAABc/y1vHWUv5h14/s72-c/liniers+galeria.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284228180102547248.post-4050182272288261687</id><published>2008-08-02T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T12:24:03.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>is it wicked not to care?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nP5BUzxJhi4/SJSzw5yezgI/AAAAAAAAABE/xIydOS0v0oY/s1600-h/DSCN0616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230002720011636226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nP5BUzxJhi4/SJSzw5yezgI/AAAAAAAAABE/xIydOS0v0oY/s320/DSCN0616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nP5BUzxJhi4/SJSzxFt_TEI/AAAAAAAAABM/KZ-sUNz02Nc/s1600-h/DSCN0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230002723214019650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nP5BUzxJhi4/SJSzxFt_TEI/AAAAAAAAABM/KZ-sUNz02Nc/s320/DSCN0617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nP5BUzxJhi4/SJSzxP-gvHI/AAAAAAAAABU/XtYigGfW7xM/s1600-h/DSCN0619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230002725967674482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nP5BUzxJhi4/SJSzxP-gvHI/AAAAAAAAABU/XtYigGfW7xM/s320/DSCN0619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sí, sí nuevo, mejor, diferente, nuevo, diferente, diferente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284228180102547248-4050182272288261687?l=porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com/feeds/4050182272288261687/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5284228180102547248&amp;postID=4050182272288261687' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284228180102547248/posts/default/4050182272288261687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284228180102547248/posts/default/4050182272288261687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com/2008/08/is-it-wicked-not-to-care.html' title='is it wicked not to care?'/><author><name>paola.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674569853281650720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nP5BUzxJhi4/SJSzw5yezgI/AAAAAAAAABE/xIydOS0v0oY/s72-c/DSCN0616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284228180102547248.post-8581827522529246302</id><published>2008-07-03T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T18:07:29.840-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='necedad'/><title type='text'>Oh, ¿dónde estás Willy Wonka?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;En estos momentos de ansiedad producto de los finales, muchas horas seguidas de estudio con muy poco tiempo de descanso es tan pero tan necesario llenarme un poco el cerebro y el estómago, claro, de uno de los mejores placeres de la vida:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218958267762757058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nP5BUzxJhi4/SG125K-WTcI/AAAAAAAAAA4/U2y4I_nm0Og/s320/09grillzcandy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cualquier cosa que tenga grandes cantidades de azúcar. Cualquier cosa que haga que se te piquen los dientes. Qué alegría ir a una fiesta infantil teniendo 20 años para comer todo lo que cuando niño no comías porque estabas más divertido jugando. sadjfkdhgaakj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284228180102547248-8581827522529246302?l=porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com/feeds/8581827522529246302/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5284228180102547248&amp;postID=8581827522529246302' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284228180102547248/posts/default/8581827522529246302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284228180102547248/posts/default/8581827522529246302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-dnde-ests-willy-wonka.html' title='Oh, ¿dónde estás Willy Wonka?'/><author><name>paola.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674569853281650720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nP5BUzxJhi4/SG125K-WTcI/AAAAAAAAAA4/U2y4I_nm0Og/s72-c/09grillzcandy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284228180102547248.post-2445262767873002144</id><published>2008-06-18T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T21:48:18.961-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='.'/><title type='text'>hasdfjhbagaopa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you had such a dream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;would you get up and do the things&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you've been dreaming?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sí, a veces y no está bien. tritúrate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284228180102547248-2445262767873002144?l=porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com/feeds/2445262767873002144/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5284228180102547248&amp;postID=2445262767873002144' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284228180102547248/posts/default/2445262767873002144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284228180102547248/posts/default/2445262767873002144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com/2008/06/hasdfjhbagaopa.html' title='hasdfjhbagaopa'/><author><name>paola.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674569853281650720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284228180102547248.post-3727281684607654908</id><published>2008-06-12T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T09:23:50.928-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='combis'/><title type='text'>Unidos Chama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Al parecer a la empresa de transportes "Unidos Chama" se le acabaron las ideas de las frases que ponen en sus boletos.  Ayer (desafortunadamente) al subirme a un chamita rojo me dieron un boleto con la siguiente frase: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;                                                  &lt;em&gt;"No quiero hombres rutina, quiero hombres nuevos, nuevos a cada momento, cada día que sean inventivos y creativos". &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Luis Castañeda L&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sí, palabras dichas por nuestro destacado y orgulloso alcalde de Lima. ¿Quién (diablos) le dio autoridad para estar en los boletos!? ¿Es un personaje digno de decir frases? ¿O él mismo se propuso como personaje de frases como han sido Kant o Séneca?¿Qué les pasa a los de Chama? Qué decepción.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;me encantaría poner una foto del boleto, pero mi cámara no tiene pilas, lo siento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284228180102547248-3727281684607654908?l=porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com/feeds/3727281684607654908/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5284228180102547248&amp;postID=3727281684607654908' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284228180102547248/posts/default/3727281684607654908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284228180102547248/posts/default/3727281684607654908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com/2008/06/unidos-chama.html' title='Unidos Chama'/><author><name>paola.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674569853281650720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284228180102547248.post-8531313442325540579</id><published>2008-06-01T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T20:07:45.984-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='juguetes'/><title type='text'>yeah, boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nP5BUzxJhi4/SENjzxAJ1qI/AAAAAAAAAAs/KFz8wf425qw/s1600-h/motorana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207115335148885666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nP5BUzxJhi4/SENjzxAJ1qI/AAAAAAAAAAs/KFz8wf425qw/s320/motorana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Get ready to race through the rainforest! These flashy froggies are sporting their hottest colors and rarin' to go.... insert their ripcords, pull'em out and watch them zoom!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284228180102547248-8531313442325540579?l=porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com/feeds/8531313442325540579/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5284228180102547248&amp;postID=8531313442325540579' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284228180102547248/posts/default/8531313442325540579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284228180102547248/posts/default/8531313442325540579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com/2008/06/yeah-boy.html' title='yeah, boy'/><author><name>paola.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674569853281650720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nP5BUzxJhi4/SENjzxAJ1qI/AAAAAAAAAAs/KFz8wf425qw/s72-c/motorana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284228180102547248.post-2849913053084153094</id><published>2008-05-27T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T19:44:10.091-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musica'/><title type='text'>My Wandering Days Are Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sebastian met Isabelle outside the Hillhead Underground Station, in Glasgow. Belle harrassed Sebastian, but it was lucky for him that she did. She was very nice and funny, and sang very sweetly. Sebastian was not to know this, however. Sebastian was melancholy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He had placed an advert in the local supermarket. He was looking for musicians. Belle saw him do it. That's why she wanted to meet him. She marched straight up to him unannounced and said, "Hey you!" She asked him to teach her to play the guitar. Sebastian doubted he could teach her anything, but he admired her energy, so he said "Yes".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was strange. Sebastian had just decided to become a one-man band. It is always when you least expect it that something happens. Sebastian had befriended a fox because he didn?t expect to have any new friends for a while. He still loved the fox, although he had a new distraction. Suddenly he was writing many new songs. Sebastian wrote all of his best songs in 1995. In fact, most of his best songs have the words "Nineteen Ninety-five" in them. It bothered him a little. What will happen in 1996?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;They worked on the songs in Belle's house. Belle lived with her parents, and they were rich enough to have a piano. It was in a room by itself at the back of the house, overlooking the garden. This was where Belle taught Sebastian to put on mascara. If Belle's mum had known this, she would not have been happy. She was paying for the guitar lessons. The lessons gave Sebastian's life some structure. He went to the barber's to get a haircut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Belle and Sebastian are not snogging. Sometimes they hold hands, but that is only a display of public solidarity. Sebastian thinks Belle "kicks with the other foot". Sebastian is wrong, but then Sebastian can never see further than the next tragic ballad. It is lucky that Belle has a popular taste in music. She is the cheese to his dill pickle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Belle and Sebastian do not care much for material goods. But then neither Belle nor Sebastian has ever had to worry about where the next meal is coming from. Belle's most recent song is called Rag Day. Sebastian's is called The Fox In The Snow. They once stayed in their favourite café for three solid days to recruit a band. Have you ever seen The Magnificent Seven? It was like that, only more tedious. They gained a lot of weight, and made a few enemies of waitresses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Belle is sitting highers in college. She didn't listen the first time round. Sebastian is older than he looks. He is odder than he looks too. But he has a good heart. And he looks out for Belle, although she doesn't need it. If he didn't play music, he would be a bus driver or be unemployed. Probably unemployed. Belle could do anything. Good looks will always open doors for a girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205252602381989442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nP5BUzxJhi4/SDzFqcsn9kI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5wtF5Yj-4vA/s320/tigermilk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Extracto de mi primer disco (y su primer disco)  Belle &amp;amp; Sebastian: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"They've called it Tigermilk"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284228180102547248-2849913053084153094?l=porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com/feeds/2849913053084153094/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5284228180102547248&amp;postID=2849913053084153094' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284228180102547248/posts/default/2849913053084153094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284228180102547248/posts/default/2849913053084153094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-wandering-days-are-over.html' title='My Wandering Days Are Over'/><author><name>paola.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674569853281650720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nP5BUzxJhi4/SDzFqcsn9kI/AAAAAAAAAAk/5wtF5Yj-4vA/s72-c/tigermilk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284228180102547248.post-1000762050526706119</id><published>2008-05-26T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T21:05:14.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so slow, so slow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" width="335" height="85" id="divplaylist"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.divshare.com/flash/playlist?myId=4593157-f04"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.divshare.com/flash/playlist?myId=4593157-f04" width="335" height="85" name="divplaylist" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284228180102547248-1000762050526706119?l=porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com/feeds/1000762050526706119/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5284228180102547248&amp;postID=1000762050526706119' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284228180102547248/posts/default/1000762050526706119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284228180102547248/posts/default/1000762050526706119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-slow-so-slow.html' title='so slow, so slow'/><author><name>paola.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674569853281650720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284228180102547248.post-2831459384302780857</id><published>2008-05-20T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T14:35:48.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>regalo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Si tuviera que pedir algo más, sería esto último:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202576116927184786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nP5BUzxJhi4/SDNDafZgP5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/3pbIKlXZITQ/s320/hitler.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y viene con muchos accesorios como una Barbie. Maleado.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284228180102547248-2831459384302780857?l=porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com/feeds/2831459384302780857/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5284228180102547248&amp;postID=2831459384302780857' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284228180102547248/posts/default/2831459384302780857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284228180102547248/posts/default/2831459384302780857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com/2008/05/regalo.html' title='regalo'/><author><name>paola.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674569853281650720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nP5BUzxJhi4/SDNDafZgP5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/3pbIKlXZITQ/s72-c/hitler.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284228180102547248.post-7700465737377705527</id><published>2008-05-20T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T13:39:42.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Very Unbirthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nP5BUzxJhi4/SDM1uvZgP4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/L-0vZSMzNlY/s1600-h/marchhare,%2Balice,%2Bmad%2Bhatter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202561071656746882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nP5BUzxJhi4/SDM1uvZgP4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/L-0vZSMzNlY/s320/marchhare,%2Balice,%2Bmad%2Bhatter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;El día jueves 22 es el día de mi cumpleaños y me regalaré una de las partes de más me gusta de una de las películas que más me gustan.  Ahí va:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alice: I'm sorry I interrupted your birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;March Hare: Why my dear child this is not a birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;Mad Hatter: Heavens no. This is an unbirthday party!&lt;br /&gt;Alice: Unbirthday? I'm sorry, but I don't quite understand.&lt;br /&gt;March Hare: It's very simple. Now, thirty days has Septem -No. wait... An unbirthday, if you have a birthday, then you - [laughs] She doesn't know what an unbirthday is!&lt;br /&gt;Mad Hatter: You see, you have 1 birthday a year, how silly, but you have 364 UNBIRTHDAYS each year. Today's our unbirthday.&lt;br /&gt;Alice: Why, I believe it's my unbirthday too!&lt;br /&gt;Mad Hatter: What a small world!!&lt;br /&gt;March Hare: I have an excellent idea: LET'S CHANGE THE SUBJECT!&lt;br /&gt;Mad Hatter: Why is a raven like a writing desk?&lt;br /&gt;Alice: Riddles? Now let me see... why is a raven like a writing desk?&lt;br /&gt;Mad Hatter: I beg your pardon?&lt;br /&gt;Alice: Why is a raven like a writing desk?&lt;br /&gt;Mad Hatter: [alarmed] Why is a what?&lt;br /&gt;March Hare: Careful, she's stark ravin' mad!&lt;br /&gt;Alice: But it's your silly riddle. You just said...&lt;br /&gt;Mad Hatter: Easy, don't get excited!&lt;br /&gt;March Hare: How about a nice cup of tea? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EXCELENTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284228180102547248-7700465737377705527?l=porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com/feeds/7700465737377705527/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5284228180102547248&amp;postID=7700465737377705527' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284228180102547248/posts/default/7700465737377705527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284228180102547248/posts/default/7700465737377705527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com/2008/05/merry-very-unbirthday.html' title='Merry Very Unbirthday'/><author><name>paola.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674569853281650720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nP5BUzxJhi4/SDM1uvZgP4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/L-0vZSMzNlY/s72-c/marchhare,%2Balice,%2Bmad%2Bhatter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284228180102547248.post-1801267695848658770</id><published>2008-05-18T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T19:42:35.888-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='películas'/><title type='text'>prolongación</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hace una semana más o menos vi una película que me habían prestado hace ya bastante tiempo: &lt;em&gt;eternal sunshine of the spotless mind&lt;/em&gt;. La pélícula me dejó cojuda y no sé porqué, no me identifiqué con la historia, no quise borrar algo de mi vida para que sea más llevadera (porque mejor no creo que nada). Lloré como siempre lo hago en las películas ñoñas romanticonas, aunque ésta no era una de esas, pero igual sentía algo más, que no era solo querer bajarme el soundtrack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Entonces entré a google y escribí el nombre la película. Entre las páginas encontradas estaba la versión de wikipedia. Ahí descubrí que uno de sus nombres traducidos al español era &lt;em&gt;¡Olvídate de mí!, &lt;/em&gt;que fue estrenada en el 2004 y que fue nominada al Oscar y que había ganado uno. Pero también me enteré que el guionista era el mismo de &lt;em&gt;Being John Malkovich&lt;/em&gt;, película que me gustó demasiado también.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img5.allocine.fr/acmedia/rsz/434/x/x/x/medias/nmedia/18/35/40/09/18478435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;El título de la película está inspirado en un verso del poema &lt;em&gt;Eloisa to Abelard&lt;/em&gt; de Alexander Pope:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!&lt;br /&gt;The world forgetting, by the world forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!&lt;br /&gt;Each pray’r accepted, and each wish resign’d&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uhmmmmmmm, pero la siguiente tarea será buscar el poema entero y leerlo,no? Algo bueno ha debido ser lo que inspiró hacer esta película.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por otro lado, también encontré algo que me pareció excelente: &lt;a href="http://www.lacunainc.com/"&gt;http://www.lacunainc.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Colgaría otras cosas pajitas que he encontrado pero no sé cómo hacerlo, para otro día será.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284228180102547248-1801267695848658770?l=porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com/feeds/1801267695848658770/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5284228180102547248&amp;postID=1801267695848658770' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284228180102547248/posts/default/1801267695848658770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284228180102547248/posts/default/1801267695848658770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com/2008/05/prolongacin.html' title='prolongación'/><author><name>paola.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674569853281650720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5284228180102547248.post-1602392118340102955</id><published>2008-05-18T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T15:35:41.150-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='porque'/><title type='text'>Por qué?</title><content type='html'>(porque mi computadora es gringa y no tiene el primer signo de interrogación)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque no busco novio se debe a una conversación que se quedó guardada en mi disco duro (yo tengo un disco duro), debido al morbo que tengo que me encantan los reality shows tipo flavor flav, rock of love (ya iré a uno de esos y desfalcaré la casa) "la vida privada ajena" es tan genial, que sigo blogs como &lt;em&gt;se busca novia&lt;/em&gt; como si fuera mi novela favorita de las 9 de la noche, horario estelar claro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qué es lo que estás buscando entonces?&lt;br /&gt;-Satisfacción académica&lt;br /&gt;-Goce familiar&lt;br /&gt;-Bienestar económico&lt;br /&gt;sí y no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Blogs, blogs, blogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Es un intento de blog porque sí, no prometo colgar música ni videos, no porque no quiera sino porque no sé.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin embargo, tampoco satisfaré el morbo "vida privada ajena".  Aunque me encante hablar tonteras no es muy fácil hacerlo cuando no sé a quien me dirijo exactamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventualmente postearé cosillas interesantes para &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;mí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Y, adiós&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5284228180102547248-1602392118340102955?l=porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com/feeds/1602392118340102955/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5284228180102547248&amp;postID=1602392118340102955' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284228180102547248/posts/default/1602392118340102955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5284228180102547248/posts/default/1602392118340102955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porquenobusconovio.blogspot.com/2008/05/por-qu.html' title='Por qué?'/><author><name>paola.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06674569853281650720</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
