<?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-5473203</id><updated>2011-07-08T03:36:24.265-07:00</updated><category term='lista'/><category term='amigos'/><category term='passado'/><title type='text'>teotonio</title><subtitle type='html'>Doutor em nada</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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>172</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473203.post-6400369458575869735</id><published>2007-08-16T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T09:11:14.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Não olhe pra baixo Crescer parece bem simples: amadurecer, ganhar vivência. É, só parece simples.Deve-se, além de aparentemente só fazer escolhas (isso é bem fácil até), arcar com as consequências delas. Aí a coisa muda de figura.Sempre quis voar alto,E agora tenho medo de altura.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/6400369458575869735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=6400369458575869735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/6400369458575869735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/6400369458575869735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2007/08/no-olhe-pra-baixo-crescer-parece-bem.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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/_x7nQF_QTsfM/RsR3CUDi8XI/AAAAAAAAAAc/eTCGtrIpOWo/s72-c/pordesolbelissimo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473203.post-7287294428684423564</id><published>2007-07-30T17:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T17:14:26.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Sabedoria...  Talento é a habilidade nata para determinada coisa. Vocação é ter estímulo, vontade, persistência para passar por todas as provações advindas de uma atividade.  Sortudos aqueles que tem talento e vocação para a mesma coisa. Raros sortudos...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/7287294428684423564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=7287294428684423564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/7287294428684423564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/7287294428684423564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2007/07/sabedoria_30.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-1090686851764143498</id><published>2007-07-25T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T07:05:53.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Síntese  Acho que sou das pessoas que responderiam sempre "sim" se alguém perguntasse: quer que eu desenhe??? Existe algo mais didático para traduzir "Fela"? Tirei lá do 1worklover</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/1090686851764143498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=1090686851764143498&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/1090686851764143498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/1090686851764143498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2007/07/sntese-acho-que-sou-das-pessoas-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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/_x7nQF_QTsfM/RqfQjUr72MI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Q933ZPVSsrs/s72-c/card828.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473203.post-6781936072512353503</id><published>2007-07-24T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T20:22:00.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Mistérios da vida  1. Todo mundo já perdeu um guarda-chuva, mas nunca conheci alguém que tenha achado um. 2. Há uma forte corrente que diz que a bic cor verde é uma sonda alienígena, já que ninguém nunca comprou uma e ela sempre aparece do nada. 3. De onde vieram as pantufas?? E onde arrumaram esse nome? 4. Porque os motoristas diminuem o volume do som quando estão procurando algum endereço? 5. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/6781936072512353503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=6781936072512353503&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/6781936072512353503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/6781936072512353503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2007/07/mistrios-da-vida-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-5066042625005745038</id><published>2007-07-22T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T14:55:58.445-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lista'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amigos'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A listaEu não costumo prestar atenção em letras de músicas, mas essa, até pelo que ando fazendo da minha vida, foi um murro da boca do estômago. Pelo visto ela anda tendo o mesmo efeito em muita gente. E você, já fez sua lista?Faça uma lista de grandes amigos,quem você mais via há dez anos atrás...Quantos você ainda vê todo dia ?Quantos você já não encontra mais?Faça uma lista dos sonhos que </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/5066042625005745038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=5066042625005745038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/5066042625005745038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/5066042625005745038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2007/07/lista-eu-no-costumo-prestar-ateno-em.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-6677661878637813419</id><published>2007-07-18T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T15:19:01.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Filosofia de familia  "A vida só é dura com quem é mole".Digaê?!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/6677661878637813419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=6677661878637813419&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/6677661878637813419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/6677661878637813419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2007/07/filosofia-de-familia-vida-s-dura-com.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-1014506265970226985</id><published>2007-07-18T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T15:19:50.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tutti buona genti!!!º Bater um papo gostosoº Tomar aquele chopp maaaaaaaais que geladoº Tirar dúvidasº Perguntarº Discordarº Concluirº Supor...   Otimas coisas para se fazer em boa compania. E por causa disso eu vejo que tenho sido sortudo de estar sempre rodeado de boas pessoas.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/1014506265970226985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=1014506265970226985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/1014506265970226985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/1014506265970226985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2007/07/buone-persone-benvenuuuuuti-bater-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-3148843761233580614</id><published>2007-07-11T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T09:35:04.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Estamos de portas abertas, seu trouxa   Existem alguns assuntos que eu já discuto há bastante tempo tanto dentro da minha família como fora. Um deles é sobre as pessoas que ensinam coisas falsas, sejam elas quais forem. Isso é tão sério e tem tantos desdobramentos que, se perguntarem para as pessoas mais próximas, alguém passou por isso ou conhece alguém que passou. Pra piorar, quase todos deixa </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/3148843761233580614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=3148843761233580614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/3148843761233580614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/3148843761233580614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2007/07/estamos-de-portas-abertas-seu-trouxa.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-2017412703620570695</id><published>2007-07-08T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T09:11:52.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>   Ontem eu e alguns amigos fomos até uma instituição de caridade chamada kibônoiê (Casa da Esperança) para doar uma quantia de alimentos que arrecadamos neste mês. Ela ajuda pessoas com deficiência mental e também física. E neste momento você deve estar pensando: Poxa, que legal! Doar alimentos pra deficientes, muito bacana! E neste momento eu te digo: ACORDE MEU AMIGO! Deixe de ser hipócrita. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/2017412703620570695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=2017412703620570695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/2017412703620570695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/2017412703620570695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2007/07/eu-e-alguns-amigos-fomos-at-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-8279315529211034646</id><published>2007-07-08T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T08:01:43.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Motivo? Simples:   Já faz bastante tempo que não escrevo nada aqui. Isso não quer dizer que as coisas param de brotar na minha cabeça, muito pelo contrário. O que acontece é que a preguiça tem efeito particularmente forte sobre mim. =]   Acredito que já tenha dado pra perceber a diferença entre o visual antigo e o atual do blog. Motivo? Simples: fases diferentes exigem representações. Por favor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/8279315529211034646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=8279315529211034646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/8279315529211034646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/8279315529211034646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2007/07/motivo-simples-faz-bastante-tempo-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-117047387630133883</id><published>2007-02-02T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T17:21:00.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Olhe pro seu umbigo    Há muito tempo eu escutei ou vi alguém falando uma coisa que se prova verdadeira nos dias de hoje. Era uma espécie de história, que eu vou resumir pra não sair do ponto.   As pessoas costumam reclamar de tudo e dizer que elas, as coisas, deveriam mudar. Acreditam que tudo deveria mudar: que seus namorados(as) deveriam ser mais assim ou assado, que seus pais também deveriam</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/117047387630133883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=117047387630133883&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/117047387630133883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/117047387630133883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2007/02/olhe-pro-seu-umbigo-meu-conselho-olhem.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-116759967239327718</id><published>2006-12-31T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T13:14:32.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Como se não fosse suficiente... Hoje eu posso dizer que entendi cada letra dessa música. Algumas coisa só são compreendidas adquirindo-se experiência.Pra que mentirFingir que perdoouTentar ficar amigosSem rancorA emoção acabouQuem coincidência é o amorA nossa música nuncaMais tocouPra que usarde tanta educaçãoPra destilarTerceiras intençõesDisperdiçando meu melDevagarzinho flor em florEntre os </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/116759967239327718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=116759967239327718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/116759967239327718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/116759967239327718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2006/12/como-se-no-fosse-suficiente.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-116740223484321538</id><published>2006-12-29T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T06:23:54.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Conceito e Práticas     Digestão    A digestão é o conjunto das transformações, mecânicas e químicas, que os alimentos orgânicos sofrem ao longo de um sistema digestivo, para se converterem em compostos menores hidrossolúveis e absorvíveis.    Será que a digestão emocional acontece da mesma forma? Será que, através de transformações psicológicas, mecânicas e químicas as emoções se fragmentam em </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/116740223484321538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=116740223484321538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/116740223484321538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/116740223484321538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2006/12/conceito-e-prticas-algum-bem-que-podia.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-116699873636854432</id><published>2006-12-24T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T14:18:56.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Uma hora termina Sempre dizem que natal é uma época de reflexão e renovação. No meu caso, nesse ano, será de desafio. De encarar algo que venho escondendo por mais de 1 ano e meio. Hora de colocar os pingos nos is e ver o que acontece.Eu sou suspeito para falar sobre sentimento, já que sou praticamente movido a ele, mas com tudo que vem acontecendo eu vejo que alguns duram bastante tempo. Amor..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/116699873636854432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=116699873636854432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/116699873636854432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/116699873636854432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2006/12/uma-hora-termina-sempre-dizem-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-116680743665142413</id><published>2006-12-22T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T09:10:36.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Levou, já era    Durante vários meses eu me julgava preparado para uma determinada coisa que, mais dia menos dia, iria ter que enfrentar. Talvez lá no fundo eu tivesse um pouco de medo, mas no processo de negação eu acabei passando por cima. Pois eu estava errado.   No meu dia a dia aprendi que não é necessário passar por uma situação real para se ter uma reação real. As vezes tudo não passa de </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/116680743665142413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=116680743665142413&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/116680743665142413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/116680743665142413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2006/12/levou-j-era-o-jeito-comear-tudo-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-116644225461385402</id><published>2006-12-18T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T08:03:07.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mudando   Eu garanto que as pessoas que não me vêem há muito tempo ficariam chocadas com o tanto que eu mudei. Isso em taaaaantos aspectos que eu nem me atrevo a enumerar aqui, mas basta saber que todos eles foram pra melhor, com certeza.   A última mudança que houve foi eu me tornar vegano (vegetariano). Já escutei de tudo por causa disso. Felizmente nada que fez diferença. O lance é que eu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/116644225461385402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=116644225461385402&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/116644225461385402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/116644225461385402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2006/12/mudando-ao-invs-de-falar-mais-sobre-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5473203.post-116634035812739259</id><published>2006-12-16T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T23:25:58.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Senhoras e senhores   Fico muito contente em poder dizer que esse blog retornou à ativa. Depois de muitos e muitos meses de espera e inatividade, voltei a publicar algumas coisas. Se elas são úteis ou não pouco me interessa e menos ainda se as pessoas que lêem gostam. O que interessa é que existe um registro das várias etapas e pensamentos pelos quais já passei durante os últimos anos.   Sendo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/116634035812739259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=116634035812739259&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/116634035812739259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/116634035812739259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2006/12/senhoras-e-senhores-sendo-assim-espero.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-113737757747280553</id><published>2006-01-15T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T18:22:23.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Fazendo efeito  Tempo não é ligado a amadurecimento. Idade não tem relação com maturidade. Idade cronológica? 23. Idade real? não sei .... nem se pra mais nem pra menos. O que sei é que mudar, aprender, cair e levantar são coisas muito, mas muito difíceis mesmo. A maioria acha que sabe disso,.... acha. Gostar de uma coisa, gostar muito mesmo, mas escolher ficar longe por te fazer mal. Isso </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/113737757747280553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=113737757747280553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/113737757747280553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/113737757747280553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2006/01/fazendo-efeito-tempo-no-ligado.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-113271389243741892</id><published>2005-11-22T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T18:44:52.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Quanto tempo temos? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/113271389243741892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=113271389243741892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/113271389243741892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/113271389243741892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2005/11/quanto-tempo-temos.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-113262846497398286</id><published>2005-11-21T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T19:16:33.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> VOCÊ TEM FOME DE QUE? Acho que só hoje me caiu a ficha do que essa frase acima quer dizer. Engraçado que, quando falamos pra alguém que as coisas demoram um tempo para serem entendidas, sempre pensamos no máximo em um mês. Algumas demoram anos, não se enganem. Do que tenho fome??? O que é isso?? Fome... É algo vital.. sem a qual não se vive. É quando você não precisa mais da coisa: Você é a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/113262846497398286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=113262846497398286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/113262846497398286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/113262846497398286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2005/11/voc-tem-fome-de-que-acho-que-s-hoje-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-113203287338383416</id><published>2005-11-14T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T21:34:33.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Tem preço?  "...em todos esses meus anos eu já conheci muitos Doutores de muitos assuntos. E vi que não queria ser como eles, nem andar com quem andavam. Não queria contribuir para estragar nada.    Eu sei, com total certeza, que se estudar muito, em pouco tempo serei como eles. E sei também que, independente do que façam, eles jamais serão como eu. O que eu tenho não se compra e não tem preço. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/113203287338383416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=113203287338383416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/113203287338383416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/113203287338383416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2005/11/tem-preo.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-113183095942111101</id><published>2005-11-12T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T13:29:19.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Seres Plenos  Hoje eu posso dizer que tenho ao meu lado pessoas mais dignas, mais sinceras e mais humanas. Digo isso não por serem simplesmente meus amigos, mas por estarem mais perto da essência do que é ser um SER-HUMANO. É ótimo ser E valorizar as pessoas pelo que elas abrigam dentro de si.  Nessa semana eu tenho repetido bastante uma frase que vi no filme 'Senhor das Armas'. O único trabalho</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/113183095942111101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=113183095942111101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/113183095942111101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/113183095942111101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2005/11/seres-plenos-hoje-eu-posso-dizer-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-113131662195465383</id><published>2005-11-06T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T14:39:33.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> "... e flutuar sobre as águas da maré do abandono..."  Pior do que ter uma coisa ruim resolvida na cabeça, é ter uma não resolvida adormecida no coração. Quando está resolvido pode até doer, mas passa. Quando NAO está, nada adianta.... Vai ficar lá..... remoendo. Estou bem, mas com feridas não completamente curadas. Justamente por isso estou sentindo uma coisa meio estranha que, de certa forma, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/113131662195465383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=113131662195465383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/113131662195465383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/113131662195465383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-113072156730303323</id><published>2005-10-30T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T17:19:30.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Amarelo  Não digo que a crise passou, mas sim que as perguntas e posições ficaram. O estranho é que tem momentos da vida que tudo parece dizer a mesma coisa. Não sei dizer se isso é o que eu acredito ou o que é realmente. Nessas etapas eu acho que é até um pouco fácil fazer perguntas. Qual o problema?? Tem perguntas que todos já fizeram a si mesmos, mas sempre desistem por não conseguir </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/113072156730303323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=113072156730303323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/113072156730303323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/113072156730303323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2005/10/amarelo-no-digo-que-crise-passou-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-112886878450382888</id><published>2005-10-09T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T07:39:46.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Muita coisa a se fazer  A cada dia que passa, menos barreiras eu sinto na minha frente que sejam desse jogo estúpido. Isso significa que eu posso fazer os planos que bem entender e mudar o quanto quiser. Fazer meu filme (ainda falarei com guel arrais) Fazer Filosofia Meu TGI sobre Lampião (como herói mitológico, ou algo assim. Junto com Antônio Conselheiro...?) Fazer mais poesia Escrever um </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/112886878450382888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=112886878450382888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112886878450382888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112886878450382888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2005/10/muita-coisa-se-fazer-cada-dia-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-112844210074099737</id><published>2005-10-04T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T16:57:13.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> E agora  Alguém tem mais alguma pedra pra jogar?Tem um ditado de diz assim: Se você levantar a mão para bater, tem que estar disposto a levar.... Alguém se abilita?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/112844210074099737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=112844210074099737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112844210074099737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112844210074099737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2005/10/e-agora-algum-tem-mais-alguma-pedra.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-112792362738005228</id><published>2005-09-28T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T09:08:34.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Na calmaria, se reavalie e reestruture Não sei exatamente se a tempestade passou. Pelo que parece os ventos deram uma trégua. Não sei por quanto tempo vai durar, mas por enquanto as águas estão calmas. Tem até sol.Muitas coisas continuam acontecendo e mostrando, das mais infinitas formas, que eu não estou sozinho. O que mais me impressiona é que, como nunca aconteceu antes, estou conseguindo ver</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/112792362738005228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=112792362738005228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112792362738005228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112792362738005228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2005/09/na-calmaria-se-reavalie-e-reestruture.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-112770322713519253</id><published>2005-09-25T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T19:53:47.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Acuado Não importa o que eu faço: tudo está piorando. Estou tendo que aprender algo, e não sei o que é. Antes estivesse dando só o sangue. Estou dando minha vida,... e estou perdendo.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/112770322713519253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=112770322713519253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112770322713519253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112770322713519253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2005/09/acuado-no-importa-o-que-eu-fao-tudo.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-112743145481554020</id><published>2005-09-22T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T16:24:14.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Onde está a luz?  Foram raras as vezes em que eu fui pessimista. Isso porque costumo simplificar bastante as coisas. Não mais do que são, apenas um outro ponto de vista. Desta vez não há. É isso e pronto. E quando eu acho que estava tudo bem, tudo piora. Está sendo uma barra. Uma das boas. Odeio falar isso, mas quem diz que sempre pode piorar está coberto de razão.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/112743145481554020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=112743145481554020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112743145481554020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112743145481554020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2005/09/onde-est-luz-foram-raras-as-vezes-em.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-112717923820821026</id><published>2005-09-19T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T18:20:38.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  Ares Novos, Visão Amadurecida  Há momentos em que quase enchergamos o fundo do abismo. Nesses momentos, para quem sabe cultivar, bons ventos nos levam de volta à superfície. Com uma nova visão das coisas, passos mais seguros podem ser dados, pegadas mais firmes podem ser deixadas e horizontes mais distantes podem ser vistos.  O que bons amigos não fazem ......</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/112717923820821026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=112717923820821026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112717923820821026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112717923820821026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2005/09/ares-novos-viso-amadurecida-h-momentos.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-112681564911922113</id><published>2005-09-15T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T13:20:49.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Morfina, esse é meu nome Sinto-me um intruso. No mundo, na minha família, no meu grupo de amigos, frente ao próprio espelho. Não tenho o rosto que imagino ter, nem o corpo que sinto ter, nem os pensamentos que gostaria de ter, muito menos ajo como gostaria de agir.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/112681564911922113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=112681564911922113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112681564911922113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112681564911922113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2005/09/morfina-esse-meu-nome-sinto-me-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-112675013361860871</id><published>2005-09-14T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T19:08:53.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> And so it goes   Não sei o que está acontecendo comigo. Na verdade eu até acho que sei, mas prefiro ter para mim. O que sei definitivamente é que minha cabeça está mudando (uma zona, para ser mais exato), minha vida está mudando (literalmente), meu caminho MAIS DO QUE NUNCA está mudando COMPLETAMENTE. Digamos que estou em uma fase de repensar tudo. Nessa bagunça toda poucas coisas ficaram </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/112675013361860871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=112675013361860871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112675013361860871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112675013361860871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2005/09/and-so-it-goes-no-sei-o-que-est.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-112605933203108888</id><published>2005-09-06T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T19:18:09.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> E agora o que??/ Hoje eu tive uma das conversas mais maravilhosas que já pensei ter. Sempre tive muitas perguntas para fazer mas nunca achei ninguém para quem perguntar. Não que as pessoas para quem perguntei não dessem respostas, simplesmente não tinham muito idéias do que estavam falando e muito menos do que eu estava perguntando. Hoje isso mudou. Eu consegui achar uma pessoa que entende a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/112605933203108888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=112605933203108888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112605933203108888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112605933203108888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2005/09/e-agora-o-que-hoje-eu-tive-uma-das.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-112602235687444852</id><published>2005-09-06T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T09:03:34.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Sempre 3  Depois que ficamos mais velhos, começamos a perceber facetas diferentes da nossa personalidade. Eu, até agora, vejo 3. Diferente de outras pessoas, as minhas personalidades mudam conforme do dia passa, durando mais ou menos 6 horas.  Manhã - Nesta parte do dia o meu pessimismo é muito maior do que o normal, sendo seguida de uma força de vontade quase nula. As primeiras horas do dia </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/112602235687444852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=112602235687444852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112602235687444852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112602235687444852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2005/09/sempre-3-depois-que-ficamos-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-112544807166293876</id><published>2005-08-30T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T16:56:14.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O extrato </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/112544807166293876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=112544807166293876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112544807166293876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112544807166293876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2005/08/o-extrato.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-112544796512000639</id><published>2005-08-30T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T17:26:05.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Insanidade 2 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/112544796512000639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=112544796512000639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112544796512000639'/><link 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type='text'> Raiz forte e um santo bom    Observando algumas pessoas ao meu redor acabo descobrindo detalhes que, se forem bem usados, trazem bons frutos. Reparo em defeitos, qualidades, posturas, proteções, argumentos, assuntos, sonhos e todo tipo de ação que vem sem planos. Invariavelmente acabo caindo no mesmo lugar: sendo uma pessoa muito sensível a essas peculiaridades das pessoas, crio um bloqueio, que</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/112502265375271828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=112502265375271828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112502265375271828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112502265375271828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2005/08/raiz-forte-e-um-santo-bom-no-fim-das.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-112468291152188381</id><published>2005-08-21T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T20:55:11.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> é sempre a volta  Ir pra faculdade, e voltar pra casa sozinho Ir trabalhar, mas voltar pra casa sozinho Ir ao cinema, mas voltar pra casa sozinho Encontrar com amigos, mas voltar pra casa sozinho Acordar para sair, mas dormir sempre sozinho Tem alguem, mas estar sempre sozinho Numa cidade cheira, mas sempre sozinho Numa casa bacana, mas sempre sozinho.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/112468291152188381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=112468291152188381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112468291152188381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112468291152188381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2005/08/sempre-volta-ir-pra-faculdade-e-voltar.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-112449389051182861</id><published>2005-08-19T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T16:27:36.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Uma ponta de algoNão sei bem o que está acontecendo. Por fatos eu até conseguiria dizer, mas não por filling. Tudo anda correndo de uma maneira bem agradável, me dando tempo para ir mudando e melhorando. Junto a isso, de vez em quando, me vem uma sensação de que algo está faltando. Talvez eu até saiba o que é. E se for, simplesmente é. Não há nada que eu possa fazer. Não ainda. Não agora.A </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/112449389051182861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=112449389051182861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112449389051182861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112449389051182861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2005/08/uma-ponta-de-algo-no-sei-bem-o-que-est.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-112424153578281303</id><published>2005-08-16T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T18:39:03.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Como o ventoHá muitas coisas que me encantam durante o dia. Uma delas, que está "distante", me faz mudar de um pensamento para outro como a brisa do vento. E quando se faz isso pela primeira vez, se quer sempre fazer de novo. Sempre queremos nos sentir leves, livres, maleáveis e intangíveis.Não há esforço que não se possa fazer nem problema que não se possa sanar. Feito isso logo vem um sorriso, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/112424153578281303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=112424153578281303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112424153578281303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112424153578281303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2005/08/como-o-vento-h-muitas-coisas-que-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-112416348557545933</id><published>2005-08-15T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T20:38:05.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>||Por up|| Todos os dias tem coisas diferentes. Todos os dias mudamos. Nem sempre para melhor, mas mudamos. O que importa é estar sempre aberto, sempre à procura... de algo. Assim eu tenho descobertos novas portas, novos caminhos. Bons ou ruins são caminhos.Muitas coisas ao mesmo tempo, muito tempo com várias coisas. É assim que tem sido. É assim que eu tenho visto o que queria fazer e ser. Ser </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/112416348557545933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=112416348557545933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112416348557545933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112416348557545933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2005/08/por-up-todos-os-dias-tem-coisas.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-112390288537929152</id><published>2005-08-12T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T20:30:54.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Todo dia é diaMúsicas bonitas. Nos fazem ficar zen. Nos fazem ficar calmos e lembrar de coisas boas de todo o dia. Frio, café com leite, chocolate, hedredon, sorrisos, abraços, conchões, olhos brilhando, pegadinhas, tiradas, piadas, pizza, chopp, pastel, mais risadas, conversas, amigos, colegas, guerreiros, caminhar, respirar ar gelado, olhar para a lua, ver o céu, se ofuscar com o sol e se </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/112390288537929152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=112390288537929152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112390288537929152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/112390288537929152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2005/08/todo-dia-dia-msicas-bonitas.html' 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type='text'> Auto-explicativa bis </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/109675717617930020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=109675717617930020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/109675717617930020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/109675717617930020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/10/auto-explicativa-bis.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/10/auto-explicativa.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-109675689533438390</id><published>2004-10-02T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T18:34:54.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Safra nova, safra boa </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/109675689533438390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=109675689533438390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/109675689533438390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/109675689533438390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/10/safra-nova-safra-boa.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-109625127861642605</id><published>2004-09-26T19:05:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T10:23:44.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Todos vultos. Todos cinzas   Se um dia todos parássemos para perceber o que nos rodeia eu garanto que, no mínimo,  isso faria a nossa mente perceber e concluir uma porção de fatos. Alguns deles passam frente a nós praticamente todos os dias e são ignorados. Assim, morando em uma cidade cinza, vertical e poluída chamada São Paulo, tenho visto algumas coisas que me chamam a atenção, mas uma </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/109625127861642605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=109625127861642605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/109625127861642605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/109625127861642605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/09/todos-vultos.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-109625048405991833</id><published>2004-09-26T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T15:39:07.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Para aumentar o fogo, mais fogo. Minha criatividade nunca esteve tão limita e tão inquieta ao mesmo tempo. Eu estava na esperança de que ela voltasse como um vulcão, mas ela veio em pequenos detalhes. Tudo isso para mostrar o óbvio: Quanto mais você quer, mais vem!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/109625048405991833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=109625048405991833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/109625048405991833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/109625048405991833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/09/para-aumentar-o-fogo-mais-fogo.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-109034586373409736</id><published>2004-07-20T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T10:51:03.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Em banho maria  Já faz alguns dias desde que eu voltei a sonhar. Pode ser que minha criatividade esteja querendo vir à tona novamente, mas também pode ser que eu apenas esteja sonhando. Eu costumo sonhar muito, principalmente quando estou em alguma época criativa, que normalmente é em tempos de aula. Não é difícil de perceber que é pelo fato de ver e aprender coisas novas nas aulas. Já faz </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/109034586373409736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=109034586373409736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/109034586373409736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/109034586373409736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/07/em-banho-maria-j-faz-alguns-dias-desde.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-108778540352171663</id><published>2004-06-20T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T19:36:43.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> De onde vêm As artes marciais, que no ocidente sempre tiveram uma interpretação mais competitiva do que a de filosovia de vida ( budo ), têm detalhes sutis que quase ninguém presta antenção.Para facilitar eu dou um exemplo: Supondo que eu tenha criado uma arte marcial ela deveria conter os pergaminhos de tudo que é ensinado para que ela não se perca com o tempo. Imagine se cada instrutor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/108778540352171663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=108778540352171663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108778540352171663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108778540352171663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/06/de-onde-vm-as-artes-marciais-que-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-108725437385833896</id><published>2004-06-14T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T20:26:23.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  Sedex para onde?  Nesse feriado que passou, dia dos namoradooooos, eu e minha namoradinha fofa papiamos como duas matracas em todos os dias. Foram os mais variados tipos de assuntos, mas o que mais rendeu risadas e vários segundos de pensamento foi a seguinte pergunta: Para onde você mandaria seus conhecidos???Ok. Vamos aos nomes.Eu - digam vocêsMãe - eu mandaria para algum lugar como a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/108725437385833896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=108725437385833896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108725437385833896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108725437385833896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/06/sedex-para-onde-nesse-feriado-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-108602161806430246</id><published>2004-05-31T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-31T09:40:18.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Acredite se quiser Ninjutsu é foda. Nesse final de semana eu descobri, ouvi, uma coisa muito style.Para quem já praticou ou tem uma idéia de arte marcial sabe que algumas delas têm técnicas de atemi (pontos de pressão). Pois então, descobri que no ninjutsu existe ateki. Sim. São técnicas de golpeamento onde se usa o ki (enegia do corpo, vital.... algo assim). E já levei uma dessas, mas </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/108602161806430246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=108602161806430246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108602161806430246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108602161806430246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/05/acredite-se-quiser-ninjutsu-foda.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-108584787274897218</id><published>2004-05-29T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-29T09:33:01.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ecco!!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/108584787274897218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=108584787274897218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108584787274897218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108584787274897218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/05/ecco.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-108543056939476850</id><published>2004-05-24T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T16:53:44.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eu estava almoçando quando escutei essa música. Quem cantava era o Fagner, que minha namorada não gosta nem um pouco, mas realmente ficou um espetáculo. Lembrei dela na hora por causa da letra... linda demais!Tudo verdade......Lov U so much!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/108543056939476850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=108543056939476850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108543056939476850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108543056939476850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/05/eu-estava-almoando-quando-escutei-essa.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-108533770542480381</id><published>2004-05-23T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T11:42:42.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Sem assunto útil Trabalho feito na faculdade com a função de aguçar o olhar quanto as formas em geral. Geralemente eu não falo nada dos meus trabalhos, mas esse aí ficou duca!! Merece uma Kaiser!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/108533770542480381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=108533770542480381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108533770542480381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108533770542480381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/05/sem-assunto-til-trabalho-feito-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-108509507461920713</id><published>2004-05-20T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T16:17:54.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Questão de éticaNo meu trabalho de monitoria nos computadores da FAAP eu encontrei um probleminha bem chato de resolver. Simples, mas chato.Eu sou monitor, fato. Estou no laboratório para ajudar os alunos, fato. Qualquer aluno pode pedir o meu auxílio, fato. Mas paramos por aqui e vamos ao problemas.Certos alunos "espertinhos", pq eu não nasci ontem, chegam na aula sem nada para apresentar</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/108509507461920713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=108509507461920713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108509507461920713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108509507461920713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/05/questo-de-tica-no-meu-trabalho-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-108481496605644831</id><published>2004-05-17T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T10:34:10.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> FAÇA Nesse semestre eu começei a ter idéia do que a palavra dificuldades quer dizer. Não que eu esteja morrendo, mas passei por maus pedaços. Tudo isso tem efeitos positivos desde que você consiga seguir em frente, e é lógico que eu fiz isso. Um desses efeitos positivos foi o de ver, cada vez mais, o que um designer faz.Ser designer é FAZER. PROJETAR (que é o real significado de "design"). </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/108481496605644831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=108481496605644831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108481496605644831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108481496605644831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/05/faa-nesse-semestre-eu-comeei-ter-idia.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-108415558118866392</id><published>2004-05-09T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T07:06:03.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Cuba Libre!!! Hoje, domingo, além de incorporar a dona de casa eu tirei o dia para refazer alguns trabalhos e começar outros. Um deles é o logotipo de um festival de cinema cubano (tudo fictício). Para ter um pouco mais de fundamentos eu fui a uma agência de turismo especializada em pacotes para cuba e recolhi um material bastante vasto e esclarecedor! (eu conto depois)!!  Depois de saber </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/108415558118866392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=108415558118866392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108415558118866392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108415558118866392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/05/cuba-libre-hoje-domingo-alm-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-108389954136047236</id><published>2004-05-06T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T20:15:35.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Novo Ídolo    A História te fará justiça!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/108389954136047236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=108389954136047236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108389954136047236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108389954136047236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/05/novo-dolo-histria-te-far-justia.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-108387582963860476</id><published>2004-05-06T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T13:41:10.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Não é arte  No curso de Desenho Industrial uma das qualidades que vão sendo desenvolvidas é o olhar e, consequentemente, o desenho. Nesse processo o estudante aprende uma série de novos tipos de técnicas de representação. Elas são vistas como linguagens, diferentes umas das outras, bidimensionais.  O desenhista industrial não aprende essas técnicas para se tornar artista ou ilustrador. Ele </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/108387582963860476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=108387582963860476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108387582963860476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108387582963860476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/05/no-arte-no-curso-de-desenho-industrial.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-108370898281182635</id><published>2004-05-04T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T15:18:58.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> O que mantém estável Quando a gente muda de um lugar para outro, seja ela quar for, precisamos de identidades. E´ sempre bom passar frequentemente por uma rua para fazer daquele lugar uma nova referência, um lugar conhecido. Isso nos dá uma sensação de que não estamos tão sozinhos, tão perdidos, tão longe. Essa mudança também serve para sua casa. Em um novo apartamento é sempre bom colocar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/108370898281182635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=108370898281182635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108370898281182635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108370898281182635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/05/o-que-mantm-estvel-quando-gente-muda.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-108359809624517727</id><published>2004-05-03T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T08:31:16.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Levanta e anda... Depois de uma depressão nojenta e estou me recuperando. Não estou mais mergulhado em nuvens escuras,  mas ainda estou me cicatrizando. Motivação ainda não tá rolando.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/108359809624517727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=108359809624517727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108359809624517727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108359809624517727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/05/levanta-e-anda.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-10831553465230260</id><published>2004-04-28T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T05:32:11.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>E então pessoas..... to meio puto com a vida sabe.... mas já já tudo volta ao normal.....quando meu cp chegar tudo muda!!! FUCK</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/10831553465230260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=10831553465230260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/10831553465230260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/10831553465230260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/04/e-ento-pessoas.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-108091430340918147</id><published>2004-04-02T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T06:02:08.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Caindo de vez do caminho certo   Bom dia pessoas marotas do mundo animal!!! Na semana que começa domigo ( domigo é o primeiro dia da semana tá gente) acontecerão várias coisas. Tomara que minha vida tome um novo rumo... Na verdade eu já estou em um há um tempo. Já mudei de cidade, de casa, de faculdade, de academia, de amigos ( mas o velhos continuam firmes  e fortes e nos devidos lugares ), de</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/108091430340918147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=108091430340918147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108091430340918147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108091430340918147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/04/caindo-de-vez-do-caminho-certo-sim-sim.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-108056623808438133</id><published>2004-03-29T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-29T05:19:52.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Não sei qual é a porra do problema com esse blog..... budanga!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/108056623808438133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=108056623808438133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108056623808438133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108056623808438133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/03/no-sei-qual-porra-do-problema-com-esse.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-108050373997947314</id><published>2004-03-28T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T11:58:14.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Então, acabei consertando o que tinha de errado nos coments. Pra falar a verdade eu fiz um monte de coisa e depois coloquei tudo no mesmo jeito que tava. Ou seja, no fim das contas continua tudo igual. Mas então, querendo comentar é só mandar bala.Nesse fim de semana eu acho que perdi meu celular. Acho que esqueci dentro do carro de um cara lá da academia.... tomara!!!!Segunda feira chega meu</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/108050373997947314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=108050373997947314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108050373997947314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108050373997947314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/03/ento-acabei-consertando-o-que-tinha-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-108013652286405850</id><published>2004-03-24T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T05:57:52.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Galera do mal, eu não sei o que ta rolando com o blog que os comentários pifaram.... Como eu não tenho computador em casa, é um saco ficar tentando ver qual é o problema nos computadores da faculdade. Então, para a infelicidade de vocês, eu estou declarando que meu blog estará *suspenso* por um tempo. Provavelmente meu computador, um mac lindinho, vai chegar  e tal... ai eu me viro. Qualquer </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/108013652286405850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=108013652286405850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108013652286405850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/108013652286405850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/03/galera-do-mal-eu-no-sei-o-que-ta.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-107996029311945292</id><published>2004-03-22T04:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T05:00:40.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cucka cucka</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/107996029311945292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=107996029311945292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107996029311945292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107996029311945292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/03/cucka-cucka.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-107996011170658803</id><published>2004-03-22T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T04:57:39.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aro aro</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/107996011170658803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=107996011170658803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107996011170658803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107996011170658803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/03/aro-aro.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-10792724034670830</id><published>2004-03-14T05:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T05:55:43.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Alô telemarketing Caro operador de telemarketing, tentei te ligar para dizer umas coisas, mas aí só dá ocupado. Então resolvi escrever. Nada não, é que na última ocasião em que vc me ligou eu achei que fui meio grosso. Meio sem educação, o que não combina comigo. Sabe o que é? Olha, longe de mim  querer ferir seus sentimentos, mas é que vc liga em cada hora que eu vou te contar. Dessa vez, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/10792724034670830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=10792724034670830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/10792724034670830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/10792724034670830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/03/al-telemarketing-caro-operador-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-107875348403804850</id><published>2004-03-08T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T05:46:57.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Correndo Atrás Na última semana a minha vidinha deu mais uma guinada. Mais mudanças. Agora eu estou em um apartamento novo. Longe da faculdade. Aproximadamente 30 minutos de caminhada. Os trabalhos da faculdade também estão mais exigentes. Várias pesquisas e coisas do tipo. Telefonemas, ter que correr atrás de pessoas, anotar telefones..... Estou tendo que me organizar bastante, e isso por </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/107875348403804850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=107875348403804850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107875348403804850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107875348403804850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/03/correndo-atrs-na-ltima-semana-minha.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-107731196998437827</id><published>2004-02-20T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T13:21:27.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Isso é trabalho  Como não tinha nada pra colocar, resolvi colocar 2 trabalhos que fiz esse semestre e que tem por finalidade aprender uma nova linguagem de desenho: A dos designes.  Esse desenho é simplificado e sua finalidade é apresentar ao cliente uma idéia do como será o produto ou do que se está falando. Basicamente isso. Logico que isso pode se complicar muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuito, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/107731196998437827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=107731196998437827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107731196998437827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107731196998437827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/02/isso-trabalho-como-no-tinha-nada-pra.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-107652671835311982</id><published>2004-02-11T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T11:14:16.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Ignore esse texto Bem, esse texto é sobre um pensamento bastante antigo que eu tive. Vamos a ele. No ano passado o famoso fotolog estourou e virou moda. Até aí nada demais. Assim como o blog e outros movimentos da internet ele não tinha crédito nenhum quando surgiu, mas logo se fez presente em quase todos os jornais e notícias em geral como a novo moda na internet. Eu, que aderi aos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/107652671835311982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=107652671835311982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107652671835311982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107652671835311982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/02/ignore-esse-texto-bem-esse-texto-sobre.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-107583292485831741</id><published>2004-02-03T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T10:30:24.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gente, na boa, to de saco cheio de ficar postando nisso daqui............ afff.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/107583292485831741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=107583292485831741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107583292485831741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107583292485831741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/02/gente-na-boa-to-de-saco-cheio-de-ficar.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-107478832299228804</id><published>2004-01-22T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T08:20:10.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Meu potencial criativo nas férias vai beirando o zero. To ficando preocupado. Sim,.........no último dia do meu exame eu tirei essa foto. Estava indo encontrar o pessoal. Totalmente acabado, MAS APROVADO!!!!! UHUUHHUHUH</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/107478832299228804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=107478832299228804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107478832299228804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107478832299228804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/01/meu-potencial-criativo-nas-frias-vai.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-107478821239023702</id><published>2004-01-22T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T08:18:20.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  Eu vi Na minha volta para sampa eu tive que ficar no aeroporto um bom tempo por atraso nos vôos. Nesse meio tempo cada um arrumou algo para fazer. Uns liam, outros conversavam, andavam, conferiam contas, revistar e varias outras atividades. Um em especial resolveu dormir. Bem na minha frente. Foi uma visão do inferno.  No começo eu até achei engraçado por ter lembrado de alguns amigos </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/107478821239023702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=107478821239023702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107478821239023702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107478821239023702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/01/eu-vi-na-minha-volta-para-sampa-eu.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-107470010909634143</id><published>2004-01-21T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T07:49:55.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>   O ÚLTIMO NOVO GRADUADO  Bem, depois de 3 dia de treinamento intenso, muitos ensinamentos, dores, pessoas novas, dores, novos amigos, novas técnicas, dores e a mesma determinação de sempre....................................... EU ME GRADUEI! Sim! Agora eu sou 9º kyu da Bujinkan Budo Ninpo Taijutsu, ou ninjutsu.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/107470010909634143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=107470010909634143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107470010909634143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107470010909634143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/01/o-ltimo-novo-graduado-bem-depois-de-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-107421311400824468</id><published>2004-01-15T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T16:33:15.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>5° lugar na porra do concurso LATINO-AMERICANO de fotografia Para os que não viram, essa foi uma das minhas fotos que renderam o 5 lugar. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/107421311400824468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=107421311400824468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107421311400824468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107421311400824468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/01/5-lugar-na-porra-do-concurso-latino.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-107421146008319089</id><published>2004-01-15T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T16:05:41.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Back in Town Voltei pra cidade cinza!!! Aqui ficarei até no mínimo dia 18! dia 16, 17 e 18 são dias de EXAME DE NINJUTSU!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAI CREDO!!!!!!! Continuam dizendo que, não se sabe bem porque, nesse ano eu estarei ferrado! Isso nem me agrada muito sabe? Maior preocupado! Então, pra lembrar, no meu exame vão cair as seguintes coisas:  Kihon Happo  -Koshi </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/107421146008319089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=107421146008319089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107421146008319089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107421146008319089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/01/back-in-town-voltei-pra-cidade-cinza.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-107297698148730756</id><published>2004-01-01T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T09:12:25.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Um antes sem o depois Por motivos simples de preservação da minha reputação não haverá nenhuma foto do meu pós-festa.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/107297698148730756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=107297698148730756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107297698148730756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107297698148730756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2004/01/um-antes-sem-o-depois-por-motivos.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-107290429267541144</id><published>2003-12-31T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T12:59:18.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Pronto pra briga Nesse ano que chega não vou estar de brincadeira não............ Levar as coisas a sério é preciso. A hora de virar gente é essa.Mexeu??? Toma!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/107290429267541144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=107290429267541144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107290429267541144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107290429267541144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2003/12/pronto-pra-briga-nesse-ano-que-chega.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-107290406553717440</id><published>2003-12-31T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T12:55:31.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> QUE AS LUZES SE ACENDAM Eu tirei essa foto em Sampa. Ela diz exatamente o que eu desejo para todos que eu amo... que seus caminhos, mesmo quando escuros, tenham vaaaaaaarias e várias luzes para serem acesas e torná-lo um lugar tão agradável quanto esse!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/107290406553717440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=107290406553717440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107290406553717440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107290406553717440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2003/12/que-as-luzes-se-acendam-eu-tirei-essa.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-107230503952696040</id><published>2003-12-24T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-24T14:50:54.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>          Como estou na minha terra natal eu resolvi matar a saudade e fazer um cartão de natal para as pessoas das quais gosto. Como eu não ia fazer um para cada, fiz um que vale por todos!!!! Um feliz natal para todos aqueles de quem eu gosto e os que gostam de mim!! UHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!! ESSE ANO FOI O BICHO E O PRÓXIMO VAI SER MUUUUUUUUUITO MELHOR!!!!!!!! UHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/107230503952696040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=107230503952696040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107230503952696040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107230503952696040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2003/12/como-estou-na-minha-terra-natal-eu.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-107222068465521155</id><published>2003-12-23T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T15:06:23.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>   Bons Votos  Como de costume eu sempre faço um balanço do ano que passou. Vejo se mudei, o que mudei, o que preciso mudar, o que fiz de diferente, se fui diferente dos outros, se fiz diferença para os outros, se os outros fizeram para mim e mais um monte de pseudo tópicos.  Pois bem, esse ano foi finalmente o ano da virada, da mudança. Tudo mudou. Eu mudei de cidade, mudei de amigos, mudei </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/107222068465521155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=107222068465521155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107222068465521155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107222068465521155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2003/12/bons-votos-como-de-costume-eu-sempre.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-107221988174615048</id><published>2003-12-23T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T14:53:11.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  Terra Natal  JÃ¡ faz algum tempo que eu nÃ£o coloco nenhum texto aqui. Eu estava, alÃ©m de sem idÃ©ias, sem computador. Nessa semana eu voltei pra minha terra natal e tive uma impressÃ£o um pouco estranha. Pela primeira vez eu me senti como nÃ£o sendo dali. Eu sei que sou, me sinto como tal, mas nessa semana em especial eu realmente me senti um vistante. Senti que as pessoas sentem minha </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/107221988174615048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=107221988174615048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107221988174615048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107221988174615048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2003/12/terra-natal-j-faz-algum-tempo-que-eu.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-107152929815320153</id><published>2003-12-15T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T15:02:29.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  Tudo tem um comeco   Na semana passada eu recebi uma noticia que me deixou muito feliz. Em algum post antigo eu disse que estava participando do Concurso Latino Americano de Fotografia, lembram&gt;????? POIS EU FIQUEI EM 5 LUGAR!!!!!!! YEEEEEEAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! O primeiro e o segundo lugar ganhar uma viagem pra a europa para fazer um curso em uma das faculdades participantes. O terceiro</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/107152929815320153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=107152929815320153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107152929815320153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107152929815320153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2003/12/tudo-tem-um-comeco-pois-eu-fiquei-em-5.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-107145750015148163</id><published>2003-12-14T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T19:05:50.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Desculpem-me pessoas que lêem meu blog, mas eu tenho ficado um pouco distante do computador.Só pra fazer um resumo do que está acontecendo... eu tenho procurado as roupas da coleção ADIDAS ORIGINAL ( a da marca de flor ) e não rola de encontrar....... os que eu encontro custam 350 reais.... fala sério... muito estresse!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Também tenho procurado coisas da puma. Essa pelo menos achei </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/107145750015148163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=107145750015148163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107145750015148163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107145750015148163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2003/12/desculpem-me-pessoas-que-lem-meu-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-107065831270967072</id><published>2003-12-05T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T13:37:15.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> É assim que funciona Esse post é dedicado a um trabalho que eu fiz aqui em sampa em uma das matérias da faculdade. Eu reclamava que a minha outra faculdade era bem mais prática do que teórica. Agora eu estou conseguindo suprir essa falta de conteúdo. Muito BOM!Bom, a proposta é a desmontagem de uma marca ou propaganda segundo os conceitos da semiótica ( que eu não vou explicar por seu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/107065831270967072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=107065831270967072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107065831270967072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107065831270967072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2003/12/assim-que-funciona-esse-post-dedicado.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-107003214362847091</id><published>2003-11-28T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T07:09:37.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nesse mês entreguei minhas fotos que estão participando de um concurso aqui com o tema "vida de estudante". Estão bem legais. Pelo que eu conversei com a galera que estava recebendo os trabalhos as minhas estão muito boas ..... meu tema não foi tão óbvio quanto os outros.... hhshsToma que eu ganhe, mas só de ter feito as fotos eu já me diverti bem!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/107003214362847091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=107003214362847091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107003214362847091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107003214362847091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2003/11/nesse-ms-entreguei-minhas-fotos-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-107003179736817104</id><published>2003-11-28T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T07:03:51.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeah yeah yeah!!!! Aula com o Sensei é tudo de bom!!!!!! Tomei uns nós que eu fiquei de cara!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/107003179736817104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=107003179736817104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107003179736817104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/107003179736817104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2003/11/yeah-yeah-yeah-aula-com-o-sensei-tudo.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-106987254273973416</id><published>2003-11-26T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T06:59:04.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> De uns tempos pra ca eu venho treinando muuuuuito. Seja sozinho o no próprio dojo. Tenho estudado os movimentos todos, cada passo, cada giro..... tudo. Consequentemente eles melhoram bastante!! Com isso tudo eu acabei lembrando de Ura gagoto ninja man (o bom é que ninguém deve estar entendendo nada). Um dia ele me disse que ele treinava bastante tanto porque gostava como pra que um dia ele </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/106987254273973416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=106987254273973416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/106987254273973416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/106987254273973416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2003/11/de-uns-tempos-pra-ca-eu-venho.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-106945590445050850</id><published>2003-11-21T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T15:05:31.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Semestre indo embora e já to mais relaxado. Não o contrário de tenso, mas o sinônimo de relápso, prequiçoso. Não to com muito saco pra fazer os trabalhos mas to puxando força de vontade de onde posso. Maior ruim.  Eu até que tenho saido bastante. Ontem teve cervejada aqui da faculdade...... pergunte se eu bebi.Ah nem... nunca gostei de blog pra ficar contando o meu dia. NADA DE DIÁRIO...... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/106945590445050850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=106945590445050850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/106945590445050850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/106945590445050850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2003/11/semestre-indo-embora-e-j-to-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-106909484632391406</id><published>2003-11-17T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T10:47:48.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O efeito PósO retorno do treino junto com o pessoal do Ninjutsu. Foram 3 dias de treinamentos intensos, tanto teóricos e práticos quanto psicológicos! Eu acho que só uma pessoa que lê esse blog, Birdkiller-san, do jeito exato.O que eu posso dizer foram 3 dias de extremos e para vcs terem idéia vamos as fatos:-Sexta feira:  º Acordado desde as 8 da manha. º 4 horas de engarrafamento. º </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/106909484632391406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=106909484632391406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/106909484632391406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/106909484632391406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2003/11/o-efeito-ps-o-retorno-do-treino-junto.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-106873682979911502</id><published>2003-11-13T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-13T07:20:48.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Foto Novela  Eu fico vendo o reflexo do Brasil todo, em parte, em mim. Ele é uma foto novela. O Brasil não lê, só vê foto. Assim como ele sou eu....Antes, nos tempos em que um dos meus grandes mentores , goku, me mostrava o que era um blog, eu achava um saco os que só tinham texto. Que seria o infeliz que entraria na net só pra ler texto??? Era frustrante ver aquele monte de linhas. Grande </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/106873682979911502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=106873682979911502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/106873682979911502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/106873682979911502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2003/11/foto-novela-eu-fico-vendo-o-reflexo-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-106873626947263294</id><published>2003-11-13T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-13T07:11:28.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Anger managementAlgumas pessoas vivem em um mundo completamente distorcido.... mundo de boby total. Em alguns dias dá uma vontade imensa de enfiar-lhes a pancada, mas só não o faço porque eu algumas ilhas nesse mesmo mundo. É assim que funciona. O mundo pessoal vai espandindo conforme seu conhecimento. Meu mundo um dia foi tão pequeno quanto o deles... e continua se comparado com o que eu vou </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/106873626947263294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=106873626947263294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/106873626947263294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/106873626947263294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2003/11/anger-management-algumas-pessoas-vivem.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-106873581816171028</id><published>2003-11-13T07:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-13T07:03:57.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Ligue para miiiiim Alguns dias se passaram e não me veio nada muito intrigante para contar ou perguntar. Estamos no fim do ano, muitas pessoas "conquistadas", algumas antipatias e com certeza, muita mudança. Algumas pessoas já nal ligam tanto quanto ligavam, outras nem ligaram, mesmo prometendo. Os amigos que eu considero com tais nem precisam ligar .. sabe como é.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/106873581816171028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=106873581816171028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/106873581816171028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/106873581816171028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2003/11/ligue-para-miiiiim-alguns-dias-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-106863965182663462</id><published>2003-11-12T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-12T04:20:49.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Calma gente.... já vou postar.... é que eu não lembro onde coloquei minhas anotações.....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/106863965182663462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=106863965182663462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/106863965182663462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/106863965182663462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2003/11/calma-gente.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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-5473203.post-106804179510271896</id><published>2003-11-05T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T06:16:33.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Hoje é dia de alegria Dia do DESIGNER!!!!!! SIM SIM SIM!!! PARABÉNS A TODOS ESSES BENDITOS SERES QUE TENTAM FAZER ALUMA DIFERENÇA NESSE MUNDINHO !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/feeds/106804179510271896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5473203&amp;postID=106804179510271896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/106804179510271896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5473203/posts/default/106804179510271896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teotoniomagrelo.blogspot.com/2003/11/hoje-dia-de-alegria-dia-do-designer.html' title=''/><author><name>Teotonio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10874662411624257828</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>
