<?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-854677561318487351</id><updated>2011-08-03T19:19:49.181-03:00</updated><title type='text'>THE MUSTARD MUSKETEER</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Georgina Orwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684729879576721420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/TE8IIFPiViI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XNgK4jie7xs/S220/58+116.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854677561318487351.post-4327965626792171602</id><published>2010-07-27T12:59:00.013-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T16:20:38.783-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cortázar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;odo mañana es la pizarra donde te invento y te  dibujo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; pronto a borrarte, así no eres, ni tampoco con ese pelo lacio, esa  sonrisa.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Busco tu suma, el borde de la copa donde le vino es también la luna y  el espejo,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;busco esa lí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;nea que hace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; temblar a un hombre en una galeria de museo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/TE8Ds5uo44I/AAAAAAAAAFE/5EPowrjuLtA/s1600/58+210.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/854677561318487351-4327965626792171602?l=vanesasaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/4327965626792171602/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/4327965626792171602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/4327965626792171602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title='Cortázar'/><author><name>Georgina Orwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684729879576721420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/TE8IIFPiViI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XNgK4jie7xs/S220/58+116.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854677561318487351.post-7075303653821031321</id><published>2010-04-15T17:25:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T16:10:59.441-03:00</updated><title type='text'>la foto fallida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/S8d2lH2kmnI/AAAAAAAAAEw/SQXS2Slivnc/s1600/26031_1375671878130_1421823269_31041005_6464999_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 meses despues aca esta: el dia que pise abbey road. osea uno dice ¿que  carajos? es una calle man!. pero no no no nooooooooooo no es solo una  calle. es unas de las calles con mas accidentes  en todo londres, alli  esa zebra crossing tubo la oportunidad de tocar los pies de paul y las  microparticulas de musica se impregnaron y lloran con impunidad cuando  ven un cd de los yonas borders. las beacon lights estan siemrpe  amarrillas y los amables conductores londinenses no son mas amables  cuando ven 74 pibes en grupos de 4 sacando una foto. y dicen cosas comp  'man, ya fue ahora loque va es la cumbia experimental'' muy bizzarro.  pero unos dias antes nos habiamos crusado a paul en westminster(la  historia la conte mas veces que el 1 2 3. no viene al caso).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/S8d2k3p1HqI/AAAAAAAAAEo/VSSppBXt6Tc/s1600/26031_1375671798128_1421823269_31041003_2699724_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 401px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/S8d2k3p1HqI/AAAAAAAAAEo/VSSppBXt6Tc/s200/26031_1375671798128_1421823269_31041003_2699724_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460463448996781730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/S8d2k3p1HqI/AAAAAAAAAEo/VSSppBXt6Tc/s1600/26031_1375671798128_1421823269_31041003_2699724_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;luego de  estar temblando por una hora por el shok de ' NO BOLUDA. ES PAUL. VOY A  MORIR TRANQUILA. la vida te recompensa las cosas de maneras muy  extrañas. GRACIAS VIDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/854677561318487351-7075303653821031321?l=vanesasaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/7075303653821031321/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2010/04/la-foto-fallida.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/7075303653821031321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/7075303653821031321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2010/04/la-foto-fallida.html' title='la foto fallida'/><author><name>Georgina Orwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684729879576721420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/TE8IIFPiViI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XNgK4jie7xs/S220/58+116.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/S8d2k3p1HqI/AAAAAAAAAEo/VSSppBXt6Tc/s72-c/26031_1375671798128_1421823269_31041003_2699724_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854677561318487351.post-5887691725310703879</id><published>2010-01-11T00:42:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T16:11:22.595-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Would I walk for a hundred miles for a glimpse of your northern smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;una montaña a lo lejos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;no se ve lo que hay detras. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;camino despacio, escalo, trepo, sigo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;desde la cima las perspectivas se ven favorables. '&lt;br /&gt;holaa?&lt;br /&gt;el eco retorna,&lt;br /&gt;un disco rayado.&lt;br /&gt;un poquito mas alla,&lt;br /&gt;en el espacio exterior,&lt;br /&gt;un satelite capta el mensaje, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pero los astronautas toman todo para el lado de la cachota&lt;br /&gt;¿porque no me quede en la ladera?&lt;br /&gt;los osos parecen mas amigables&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/854677561318487351-5887691725310703879?l=vanesasaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/5887691725310703879/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2010/01/would-i-walk-for-hundred-miles-for.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/5887691725310703879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/5887691725310703879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2010/01/would-i-walk-for-hundred-miles-for.html' title='Would I walk for a hundred miles for a glimpse of your northern smile'/><author><name>Georgina Orwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684729879576721420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/TE8IIFPiViI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XNgK4jie7xs/S220/58+116.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854677561318487351.post-5344211036306363098</id><published>2009-12-29T17:13:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T16:12:09.637-03:00</updated><title type='text'>has it always been this way¿?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/SzpjgfTryKI/AAAAAAAAAEY/DWbV1kxzMP4/s1600-h/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/SzpjgfTryKI/AAAAAAAAAEY/DWbV1kxzMP4/s400/001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420754511304837282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh with strangers to impress so near.&lt;br /&gt;Old friends &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;don't realize I'm here&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I wish two drinks were always in me.&lt;br /&gt;(I'd&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; pretend&lt;/span&gt; I had the perfect day)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/854677561318487351-5344211036306363098?l=vanesasaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/5344211036306363098/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/12/has-it-always-been-this-way.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/5344211036306363098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/5344211036306363098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/12/has-it-always-been-this-way.html' title='has it always been this way¿?'/><author><name>Georgina Orwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684729879576721420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/TE8IIFPiViI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XNgK4jie7xs/S220/58+116.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/SzpjgfTryKI/AAAAAAAAAEY/DWbV1kxzMP4/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854677561318487351.post-7627591426951034341</id><published>2009-12-06T19:01:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T16:14:03.067-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I do not believe in the new year any more</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/SxwuqQcB11I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/GThBAPkrp4U/s1600-h/16664_1291586332873_1326707687_825613_231432_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/SxwuqQcB11I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/GThBAPkrp4U/s400/16664_1291586332873_1326707687_825613_231432_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412252155694405458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bueno estamos a 6 de diciembre (creo) pero como el ciclo lectivo 2009 ya termino, se supone q la parte jodida del año tambien. ¿que decir del dosmil fuckin' nueve? me acuerdo que en el dosmil holy crap ocho dije 'el 20ohshit9 va a ser una mierda'. y si en parte lo fue. aprendi mucho en todo sentido, pase momentos hermosos con gente de 10, con las vogam, y segundo arte, el verano con las chicas. reimos mucho, jodimos mucho, hablamos y filosofamos mucho (flasheamos) si, esa es la parte copada del año y voy a estar siempre agradecida por haber encontado a un grupo de personas tan geniales.  pero bueno, descubri que no soy tan fuerte como pensaba (ahi viene lo feo: la autodesepcion) creo q nunca llore tanto en un año y pensar eso me hacia llorar mas. sin embargo no me sentia muy triste ni nada por el estilo(quizas un poquito), solo fastidiada. me molestaba todo.TODO  ahora ¿cual es el problema? jajaaj un choripan al que lo pueda descubrir!! bueno no se pero magicamente con el termino de las clases recupere un poco de mi paciencia (que por cierto, no es mucha) y pienso pasar el verano lo mejor que se pueda y más con esa gente que me hace tan feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/854677561318487351-7627591426951034341?l=vanesasaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/7627591426951034341/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/12/year-in-list.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/7627591426951034341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/7627591426951034341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/12/year-in-list.html' title='I do not believe in the new year any more'/><author><name>Georgina Orwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684729879576721420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/TE8IIFPiViI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XNgK4jie7xs/S220/58+116.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/SxwuqQcB11I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/GThBAPkrp4U/s72-c/16664_1291586332873_1326707687_825613_231432_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854677561318487351.post-9178209076895908745</id><published>2009-11-08T19:11:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T19:30:51.155-03:00</updated><title type='text'>like dylan in the movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;G&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;ta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;gota&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, gota.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Otra gota mas y un poco de viento del &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;sur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;: Fresco, casi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; frio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. Alguien abre un paraguas pero el agua no es tanta. Apenas roza. En el asiento de atras miro, pienso, veo la big picture, nunca el detail. Pienso tanto que ya ni actuo(pienso mal?)-todo es una obra escrita por Ibsen en la que todos tienen algo para esconder. En Noruega hace muchofrio. Entonces ¡Panico escenico!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Petra Stockmann corre tras bambalinas y el director pide disculpas a la audiencia. Peter Pan se cola dirigiendose a los vestuarios y juntos van al Pais de Nunca Jamás. Un copo de nieve se derrite. Leve viento de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;norte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, y el sol de primavera quema como si fuera enero.Hay que actuar rápido. Peter desapareció y se llevo con el a los niños perdidos. El balneario no hace mas que seguir pudriendose y los turistas de enero se van a tener que ir a Aguas Verdes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ella respira profundamente y el oxigeno llega al cerebro.No paso nada. Todo vuelve a estar bien.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;una gota, otra gota. una mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Con las ventanillas bajas y tomando un jugo de soja sabor ananá dejo que el viento juege con mi pelo y dejo de pensar. Solo disfruto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;(no me gusta el sol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;me gusta la lluvia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/854677561318487351-9178209076895908745?l=vanesasaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/9178209076895908745/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/11/g-o-ta-gota-gota.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/9178209076895908745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/9178209076895908745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/11/g-o-ta-gota-gota.html' title='like dylan in the movies'/><author><name>Georgina Orwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684729879576721420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/TE8IIFPiViI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XNgK4jie7xs/S220/58+116.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854677561318487351.post-9167007199344189972</id><published>2009-11-02T20:21:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T20:36:11.239-03:00</updated><title type='text'>and de minin ov laif is...</title><content type='html'>O&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;k si, estaba muy aburrrrrrrrrrrrrrrida. asi que decidí preguntar a los seres que se encuentran en mi circulo de 'personas cool' ¿Cual es el sentido de la vida? esta cosa amorfa que pasa a traves de los segundos que tardas en comerte un combo de macnuggets con papas grandes. Pasando un papelito en las 'Oh tan productivas' horas de matematica, contestaron las siguientes cosas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Participante nº1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Dai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; mejor conocida como Dylan Apellido Ramdom que no me acuerdo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;''Pienso que todo es una mierda, y que el sentido de la vida es coger todas las noches, pero aca la cosa es q' se secesita un chongo y yo no tengo a nadie, estoy mas sola que hitler en el dia del amigo''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Participante nº2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Mela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;chupacerdas es decir zorraimpudica.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;''Yo creo que el sentido de la vida esta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;en hacer lo que a uno se le canten los cojones, reir, vivir y divertirse sin logaritmos'' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(sabia la mina)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pnº3, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nella supertHOT (se lee hat, como sombrero en ingles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;''Pienso que la vida no tiene ningun sen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tido AGUANTE VIVIR. SOY ORNESHA'&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pnº4, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Gabe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. despues de las 12, mas conocido como 'la gabi de lomas'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;''La vida es como una medialuna de (&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;manteca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) grasa, son ricas, a algunos les gustan, a otros no, y a veces cae mal''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pnº5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;La 'SU' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ferreira. projecto de diva total&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;''El sentido de la vida esta en consegui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;r la felicidad en peuqeñas cosas. Ej: comerte una big mac cuando te estas cagando de hambre (?). eso es el sentido de la vida''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pnº6&amp;amp;8 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Magu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Gua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; futuras esposas de edmun culen (si, el tipo es mormon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Magu no quiere escribir(Y'' ''Guada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt; = ¬¬''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pnº7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Facu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 'i hate cronopios' garcia marquez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'El sentido de la vida esta inmerso en esta corta y simple ecuacion logaritmica de empedacles*:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/Su9qWEs4zgI/AAAAAAAAAEI/zwisCYWfwu8/s1600-h/asss.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 74px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/Su9qWEs4zgI/AAAAAAAAAEI/zwisCYWfwu8/s400/asss.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399651405692194306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;He aqui el sentido puro de la vida , y si la constante cambia al cuadrado de nueve tenemos la reseta perfecta  de ravioles con queso''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Como verán. ese 'porotito' que tenemos/teniamos en el classroom era nada mas y nada menos que una muestra de planta de hachis perteneciente a los campos de cultivo 'la zorra de canning'' La gente utilizada como conejillos de indias de este experimento, sufrieron diversas alteraciones neurologicas al escribir sus respectivas concluciones.  Todavia se encuentran bajo observacion en los baños de constitucion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/854677561318487351-9167007199344189972?l=vanesasaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/9167007199344189972/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-k-si-estaba-muy-aburrrrrrrrrrrrrrrida.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/9167007199344189972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/9167007199344189972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-k-si-estaba-muy-aburrrrrrrrrrrrrrrida.html' title='and de minin ov laif is...'/><author><name>Georgina Orwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684729879576721420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/TE8IIFPiViI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XNgK4jie7xs/S220/58+116.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/Su9qWEs4zgI/AAAAAAAAAEI/zwisCYWfwu8/s72-c/asss.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854677561318487351.post-5746234687899386104</id><published>2009-11-01T20:08:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T20:29:23.226-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Here There and EVERYWHERE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;''Ahh que complicada que sos pendeja!'' me dice la gente por ahi. ''por casa como andamos?'' dice vinch.  la mia es un quilombo y tu backyard?. Si si. las peronas somos jodidas, contradictorias y raras. Amamos pero no dejamos ser. (chupate esta mandarina macarrrni)Lloramos cuando todo puede mejorar y reimos cuando ya no hay vuelta atras.(como te llamas,? vane?) Respiramos un aire que contaminamos (fumamos cigarrillos) y mentimos cuando no nos gusta que nos mientan.(tengo 18 años le digjo al patova de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;PUNTO LIMITE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; se reservan comentarios) Herimos a aquellos que amamos (lloramos)y nos ponemos una careta asiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii de gruesa frente a los que odiamos.  debilidades de nuestro caracter,dicen. Quiero protejer los bosques pero uso toneladas de papel en bocetos para&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt; Lenguajes Artisticos II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;. Los quemo y el aujerito mas alla de las nubes crece cada dia mas. Buenos Aires se derrite del calor y hacemos como que no nos damos cuenta que que el aire acondicionado lo emperora. (pero como me encanta el frio en enero) Quiero abrazar a mi amigos pero soy mas parecida al glaciar Upsala que a un adolescente de 16 años. El abrazo no me sale y cuando llego a casa lloro. Anego todas las zonas aleañas a mi. Despues de todo soy un ser humano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;My head is in a mess,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; pero me saco un 10 en química. Dejo el examen tirado en el salon Shell despues de ver a Norma Aleandro ser atacada por un militar corrupto. Confessore anuncio lluvias torrenciales para la noche pero al  mediodia una suave brisa primaveral entra en el aula 6 y el sol enciende una charla sobre amores no correspondidos. Let it be. Linda cancion. Si, todos la conocemos. Pero nos cuesta mucho dejar y dejarnos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt; se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;un poco mas alegre cito &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;'we hate dance and we hate rap, but we like to contradict ourselvess. AND THATS ALRIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(que lindo eschuchar the moldy peaches un domingo con lluvia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/854677561318487351-5746234687899386104?l=vanesasaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/5746234687899386104/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/11/here-there-asd-everywhere.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/5746234687899386104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/5746234687899386104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/11/here-there-asd-everywhere.html' title='Here There and EVERYWHERE'/><author><name>Georgina Orwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684729879576721420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/TE8IIFPiViI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XNgK4jie7xs/S220/58+116.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854677561318487351.post-453498720505838465</id><published>2009-10-29T23:09:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T16:15:24.236-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aca dicen que tengo que ir a acostarme.  No quiero. No quiero dormir, quiero quedarme despierta. No quiero sonar como una nenita malcriada. (spoil little child. aveces lo soy) Lamento tener que decir esto: me gustaria ser como algunos de esos pelotudos de Stephenie 'roboargumentosdelaliteraruraclasica' Meyer (que libro de mierda), y no necesitar dormirAnd the hours  no pasan rapidas Mr.Casablancas. Por el conrario pasan muy rapido. son las 11pm y mañana a las 530am suena el despertador.Pero que digo despertador?! Suena la alarma del fuckin celular. Como lo odio. Mi reloj biologico no anda bien. Yo myself no ando como un reloj suizo pero ese no es el punto. Pierdo mucho tiempo. Sobretodo durmiendo. Y duermo 6 horas diarias, dos menos y soy una jirafa. Para colmo. con las 18 horas restantes no hago nada productivo por la humanidad. Y ademas parezco emo. Ya esta. Voy a escuchar The Smiths y hundirme en una botella de agua mineral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/854677561318487351-453498720505838465?l=vanesasaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/453498720505838465/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/10/aca-dicen-que-tengo-que-ir-acostarme.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/453498720505838465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/453498720505838465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/10/aca-dicen-que-tengo-que-ir-acostarme.html' title=''/><author><name>Georgina Orwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684729879576721420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/TE8IIFPiViI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XNgK4jie7xs/S220/58+116.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854677561318487351.post-2730380031497315225</id><published>2009-10-26T22:10:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T22:44:26.195-03:00</updated><title type='text'>2.99 cent blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;''¡De qué modo tan despreciable he obrado ––pensó––, yo que me enorgullecía de mi perspicacia! ¡Yo que me he vanagloriado de mi talento, que he desdeñado el generoso candor de mi hermana y he halagado mi vanidad con recelos inútiles o censurables! ¡Qué humillante es todo esto, pero c&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ómo merezco esta humillación!&lt;/span&gt; Si hubiese estado enamorada de Wickham, no habría actuado con tan lamentable ceguera. Pero &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;la vanidad&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; y no el amor, ha sido mi locura&lt;/span&gt;. Complacida con la preferencia del uno y ofendida con el desprecio del otro, me he entregado desde el principio a la presunción y a la ignorancia, huyendo de la razón en cuanto se trataba de cualquiera de los dos. Hasta este momento no me conocía a mí misma.''  (Pride and Pejudice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/854677561318487351-2730380031497315225?l=vanesasaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/2730380031497315225/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-glow-in-dark-with-pink-fat-laces.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/2730380031497315225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/2730380031497315225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-glow-in-dark-with-pink-fat-laces.html' title='2.99 cent blues'/><author><name>Georgina Orwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684729879576721420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/TE8IIFPiViI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XNgK4jie7xs/S220/58+116.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854677561318487351.post-6450590547764104401</id><published>2009-10-15T12:46:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T13:53:58.133-03:00</updated><title type='text'>a good film noir and a bottle of gin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/StdS4BHBoRI/AAAAAAAAADw/4wLb-3dBTV0/s1600-h/paul-mccartney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 332px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/StdS4BHBoRI/AAAAAAAAADw/4wLb-3dBTV0/s400/paul-mccartney.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392870201123512594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I used to think I'd never cry&lt;br /&gt;Or worry if I said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Cos human beings have all&lt;br /&gt;Outgrown those &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;basic feelings &lt;/span&gt;anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was then and this is now&lt;br /&gt;That was then and this is now&lt;br /&gt;That was just nostalgia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/854677561318487351-6450590547764104401?l=vanesasaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/6450590547764104401/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-film-noir-and-bottle-of-gin.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/6450590547764104401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/6450590547764104401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-film-noir-and-bottle-of-gin.html' title='a good film noir and a bottle of gin'/><author><name>Georgina Orwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684729879576721420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/TE8IIFPiViI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XNgK4jie7xs/S220/58+116.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/StdS4BHBoRI/AAAAAAAAADw/4wLb-3dBTV0/s72-c/paul-mccartney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854677561318487351.post-789705863620240462</id><published>2009-10-03T14:06:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T14:16:00.146-03:00</updated><title type='text'>how soon is now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/SseE6fTB7FI/AAAAAAAAADI/iSMvgD7594s/s1600-h/2782481063_ca561a7316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/SseE6fTB7FI/AAAAAAAAADI/iSMvgD7594s/s400/2782481063_ca561a7316.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388421619540683858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;preciosa pelicula&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/854677561318487351-789705863620240462?l=vanesasaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/789705863620240462/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-soon-is-now.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/789705863620240462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/789705863620240462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-soon-is-now.html' title='how soon is now?'/><author><name>Georgina Orwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684729879576721420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/TE8IIFPiViI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XNgK4jie7xs/S220/58+116.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/SseE6fTB7FI/AAAAAAAAADI/iSMvgD7594s/s72-c/2782481063_ca561a7316.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854677561318487351.post-1710262283320232947</id><published>2009-10-01T22:11:00.014-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T16:17:57.378-03:00</updated><title type='text'>conversation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jajajaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;¿jajajaa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no puedo, es una cosa o la otra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;¿no pueden ser las dos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Para cualquier ser humano racional y con pulsaciones no superiores a las 100 por minuto..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;si. pueden ser las dos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;¿ Por que para mi no? QUIERO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sos vaga, no te va.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;queres lo seguro o te qedas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mirando comedias romanticas americanas baratas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;UUUUUUUUUUUUUHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/Ssf42OwJUJI/AAAAAAAAADY/z5ubJM2Qq5E/s1600-h/Copia+de+IMG_1458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/Ssf42OwJUJI/AAAAAAAAADY/z5ubJM2Qq5E/s400/Copia+de+IMG_1458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388549089728745618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;tonta tonta tonta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;no es asi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Te parece?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fuiste asi desde que tenes conciencia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;una pelotuda&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, te pensas que sos la única que entiende como crumble las cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Realmente te pensas que los demas no lo hacen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Bueno, digamos que es una especie de consuelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sos una egolatra ¿Sabes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Si lo se.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;¿ como se cambia eso entonces?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;La humanidad se lo viene preguntando desde hace mucho tiempo, nena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;¿Y yo soy parte de ESO..no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOOO descubriste america.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no vivis en un frasco de mayonesa!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;a veces quisiera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Si, pero no es asi.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;Nino&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Quincampoix no existe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; Deja de inventarte historias. Deja de pensar pelotudeces y hace algo bien.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no me sale, no entiendo a la gente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ni vos te entendes a vos misma qerida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;recuerdas? asi que deja de mariconear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no tenes 5 años&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a veces siento que tengo 60,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no, tenes 16 años,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; y muy mal puestos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;qaparte actuas como si tuvieras 3,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;y ya no hay vacantes para los jardines de infantes.&lt;br /&gt;despues te queres hacer la capa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;deja de fumar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Y vos ATERRIZA EN EL PLANETA TIERRA DE UNA VEZ POR TODAS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/854677561318487351-1710262283320232947?l=vanesasaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/1710262283320232947/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/10/conversation.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/1710262283320232947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/1710262283320232947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/10/conversation.html' title='conversation'/><author><name>Georgina Orwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684729879576721420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/TE8IIFPiViI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XNgK4jie7xs/S220/58+116.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/Ssf42OwJUJI/AAAAAAAAADY/z5ubJM2Qq5E/s72-c/Copia+de+IMG_1458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854677561318487351.post-7880428080125817243</id><published>2009-09-15T20:59:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T21:28:02.356-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The story is old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/SrAwcTMH2jI/AAAAAAAAACg/y2AwZCJdRms/s1600-h/Copia+de+IMG_1451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 675px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/SrAwcTMH2jI/AAAAAAAAACg/y2AwZCJdRms/s400/Copia+de+IMG_1451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381854817453333042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Girl afraid where does his intentions lay? Or does he even have any? She says: "He never really looks at me I give him every opportunity in the room downstairs he sat and stared in the room downstair she sat and stared &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I'll never make that mistake again&lt;/span&gt;! Boy afraid prudence never pays and everything she wants costs money "But she doesn't even LIKE me! and I know because she said so in the room downstairs she sat and stared in the room downstairs she sat and stared&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; I'll never make that mistake again&lt;/span&gt;!"         &lt;!--ringtones and media links --&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/854677561318487351-7880428080125817243?l=vanesasaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/7880428080125817243/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/09/story-is-old.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/7880428080125817243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/7880428080125817243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/09/story-is-old.html' title='The story is old'/><author><name>Georgina Orwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684729879576721420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/TE8IIFPiViI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XNgK4jie7xs/S220/58+116.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/SrAwcTMH2jI/AAAAAAAAACg/y2AwZCJdRms/s72-c/Copia+de+IMG_1451.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854677561318487351.post-1933121431342538889</id><published>2009-09-14T22:10:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T22:28:21.590-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/Sq7qvTtRWKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o3Ja3ued3is/s1600-h/Copia+de+IMG_1021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/Sq7qvTtRWKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o3Ja3ued3is/s320/Copia+de+IMG_1021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381496703219226786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hasta el mismisimo Chewbacca&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;se asustaria al verme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; un lunes a las 4 de la tarde volviendo para monte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(la foto es solo ilustrativa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; la realidad es 100.000 veces peor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;y la nariz un millon de veces mas grande)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/854677561318487351-1933121431342538889?l=vanesasaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/1933121431342538889/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/09/hasta-el-mismisimo-chewbacca-se.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/1933121431342538889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/1933121431342538889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/09/hasta-el-mismisimo-chewbacca-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Georgina Orwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684729879576721420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/TE8IIFPiViI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XNgK4jie7xs/S220/58+116.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/Sq7qvTtRWKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/o3Ja3ued3is/s72-c/Copia+de+IMG_1021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854677561318487351.post-653559002500960264</id><published>2009-07-05T15:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T16:04:24.818-03:00</updated><title type='text'>autobiografia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/SlD4ESnBbDI/AAAAAAAAABE/Z-co8TJA89s/s1600-h/Copia+%282%29+de+IMG_1049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/SlD4ESnBbDI/AAAAAAAAABE/Z-co8TJA89s/s400/Copia+%282%29+de+IMG_1049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355052709542194226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hola.soy vane.&lt;br /&gt;tengo ojos color dulce de leche,&lt;br /&gt;3 pecas en la nariz&lt;br /&gt;y un caracter de perros.&lt;br /&gt;me encantan los musicales&lt;br /&gt;de Broadway&lt;br /&gt;(que miro por youtube)&lt;br /&gt;y dr.house&lt;br /&gt;confieso que adoro&lt;br /&gt;las novelas de jane austen&lt;br /&gt;y las de george orwell&lt;br /&gt;amo los dias nublados,&lt;br /&gt;los sex pistols&lt;br /&gt;y edith piaf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/854677561318487351-653559002500960264?l=vanesasaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/653559002500960264/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/07/hola.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/653559002500960264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/653559002500960264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/07/hola.html' title='autobiografia'/><author><name>Georgina Orwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684729879576721420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/TE8IIFPiViI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XNgK4jie7xs/S220/58+116.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/SlD4ESnBbDI/AAAAAAAAABE/Z-co8TJA89s/s72-c/Copia+%282%29+de+IMG_1049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854677561318487351.post-1351623795740850799</id><published>2009-07-01T22:29:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T22:39:06.448-03:00</updated><title type='text'>state of things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/Ssf8g0wfXHI/AAAAAAAAADg/JzEE1czF5Lc/s1600-h/IMG_1407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/Ssf8g0wfXHI/AAAAAAAAADg/JzEE1czF5Lc/s400/IMG_1407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388553120020126834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/SkwOiG1ab5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/elFhmi4R324/s1600-h/Copia+de+IMG_0989.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i dont wanna know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i dont wanna know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;tell me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;tell me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;tell me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;no,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/854677561318487351-1351623795740850799?l=vanesasaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/1351623795740850799/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/07/state-of-things.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/1351623795740850799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/1351623795740850799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/07/state-of-things.html' title='state of things'/><author><name>Georgina Orwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684729879576721420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/TE8IIFPiViI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XNgK4jie7xs/S220/58+116.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/Ssf8g0wfXHI/AAAAAAAAADg/JzEE1czF5Lc/s72-c/IMG_1407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854677561318487351.post-2081169782368401644</id><published>2009-05-21T18:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T19:07:33.460-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/ShXPKCZY6nI/AAAAAAAAAAs/CgiUMs1AF60/s1600-h/dibujolae.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 391px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/ShXPKCZY6nI/AAAAAAAAAAs/CgiUMs1AF60/s400/dibujolae.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338400704666593906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aguante la barba de cookie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/854677561318487351-2081169782368401644?l=vanesasaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/2081169782368401644/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/2081169782368401644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/2081169782368401644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Georgina Orwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684729879576721420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/TE8IIFPiViI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XNgK4jie7xs/S220/58+116.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/ShXPKCZY6nI/AAAAAAAAAAs/CgiUMs1AF60/s72-c/dibujolae.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854677561318487351.post-258992449465177809</id><published>2009-05-16T11:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T11:47:48.284-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Crecer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tengo el corazón abierto/todo el mundo puede ver un camino para correr/tengo el alma en un desierto/todo el mundo puede ser un camino para crecer/Todo el mundo dice que mi amor es en vano/y que llevo siglos esperando nacer/esperando nacer/Yo te he visto en el pasado/con tu cara de jarrón y tu mundo hecho de clisés/que esperás ahí al costado del camino/no escuchaste esta canción/todo el mundo te quiere ver/Tengo la esperanza de encontrar un sonido/y un amor/tan grande que te pueda envolver/por Dios escuchame/Te imaginas el lamento/de la gente y su manual de las cosas que nunca fueron/y el olor de los jazmines viejos/y la angustia sensación de que el tiempo se echó a perder/Soy un solitario transmitiendo un mensaje/escribiendo frases para poder creer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;esperando nacer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/854677561318487351-258992449465177809?l=vanesasaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/258992449465177809/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/05/tengo-el-corazon-abierto-todo-el-mundo.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/258992449465177809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/258992449465177809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/05/tengo-el-corazon-abierto-todo-el-mundo.html' title='Crecer'/><author><name>Georgina Orwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684729879576721420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/TE8IIFPiViI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XNgK4jie7xs/S220/58+116.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854677561318487351.post-510665007066555257</id><published>2009-05-16T11:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T11:44:17.303-03:00</updated><title type='text'>saltá</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/Sg7ROZ7i-5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/n1ZzCUkmlHA/s1600-h/1238372955347_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/Sg7ROZ7i-5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/n1ZzCUkmlHA/s400/1238372955347_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336432653889633170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/Sg7ROZ7i-5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/n1ZzCUkmlHA/s1600-h/1238372955347_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/Sg7ROZ7i-5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/n1ZzCUkmlHA/s400/1238372955347_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336432653889633170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/Sg7ROZ7i-5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/n1ZzCUkmlHA/s1600-h/1238372955347_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/Sg7ROZ7i-5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/n1ZzCUkmlHA/s400/1238372955347_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336432653889633170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/Sg7ROZ7i-5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/n1ZzCUkmlHA/s1600-h/1238372955347_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/854677561318487351-510665007066555257?l=vanesasaurus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/feeds/510665007066555257/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/05/salta.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/510665007066555257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/854677561318487351/posts/default/510665007066555257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vanesasaurus.blogspot.com/2009/05/salta.html' title='saltá'/><author><name>Georgina Orwell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06684729879576721420</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/TE8IIFPiViI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XNgK4jie7xs/S220/58+116.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/Sg7ROZ7i-5I/AAAAAAAAAAk/n1ZzCUkmlHA/s72-c/1238372955347_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-854677561318487351.post-3734911788511076892</id><published>2009-04-15T15:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T11:41:59.084-03:00</updated><title type='text'>the long burnettes (?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mHE4uWsJY_I/SlikhNEO3JI/AAAAAAAAABc/g7rk4HIDBQ0/s1600-h/4793_121092409898_763459898_2963114_2574219_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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