<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812584407762842268</id><updated>2009-10-13T04:19:41.497+01:00</updated><title type='text'>o vagabundo que veio para o frio.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nofrio.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofrio.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Sérgio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929903619447061903</uri><email>SDAMartins@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812584407762842268.post-3313968184435803376</id><published>2008-02-11T00:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-11T00:34:26.803Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia 84</title><content type='html'>Estive a pensar e este blog já não faz sentido.&lt;br /&gt;O que vim para cá fazer, já fiz. Agora quero cá ficar o máximo de tempo possível. Foi graças à minha vinda para cá que consegui dar a volta por cima e refazer a vida e estou numa posição em que posso fazer a minha própria felicidade. Está na minhas mãos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi graças a todos os graus negativos e ventos frios que me penetraram a pele que entrei no 8ª avenida, que já consigo ouvir Tokio Hotel sem ter acessos de raiva, esquecer-me das obrigações, ter tempo para mim e andar de cabeça de levantada. Porque no final de contas, eu sou bem mais forte do que aquilo que penso e bem mais fraco do que aquilo que parece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltarei cá apenas esporadicamente para mandar umas bocas.&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado ao Reino Maravilhoso. Obrigados aos meus amigos. Obrigado à minha amiga, aquela que eu sei que tenho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812584407762842268-3313968184435803376?l=nofrio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/3313968184435803376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/3313968184435803376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofrio.blogspot.com/2008/02/dia-84.html' title='Dia 84'/><author><name>Sérgio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929903619447061903</uri><email>SDAMartins@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07606026986309235319'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812584407762842268.post-5668671387861800389</id><published>2008-02-03T22:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-03T22:57:17.856Z</updated><title type='text'>de dia 74 a 77</title><content type='html'>A minha vida social tem-me mantido demasiado ocupado! (lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas passo só para dizer isso e também que posso um homem muito feliz e se calhar nem me apercebo disso...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812584407762842268-5668671387861800389?l=nofrio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/5668671387861800389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/5668671387861800389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofrio.blogspot.com/2008/02/de-dia-74-77.html' title='de dia 74 a 77'/><author><name>Sérgio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929903619447061903</uri><email>SDAMartins@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07606026986309235319'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812584407762842268.post-5788588489618226105</id><published>2008-01-30T00:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-30T00:31:17.170Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia 73</title><content type='html'>Dia de merda.&lt;br /&gt;Ao menos deu pra sacar e vêr o Royal Rumble... Que também teve um vencedor de merda...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812584407762842268-5788588489618226105?l=nofrio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/5788588489618226105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/5788588489618226105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofrio.blogspot.com/2008/01/dia-73.html' title='Dia 73'/><author><name>Sérgio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929903619447061903</uri><email>SDAMartins@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07606026986309235319'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812584407762842268.post-3491755159946761569</id><published>2008-01-29T19:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-29T19:56:11.784Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia 72</title><content type='html'>Regresso a Vila Real.&lt;br /&gt;Isto aqui está a ficar um tédio. Se as aulas não começarem depressa para me ocuparem acho que morro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812584407762842268-3491755159946761569?l=nofrio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/3491755159946761569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/3491755159946761569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofrio.blogspot.com/2008/01/dia-72.html' title='Dia 72'/><author><name>Sérgio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929903619447061903</uri><email>SDAMartins@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07606026986309235319'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812584407762842268.post-315029506101744643</id><published>2008-01-27T23:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-27T23:57:03.700Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia 69, 70 e 71</title><content type='html'>69...&lt;br /&gt;Voltei de Vila Real.&lt;br /&gt;Fui comprar a prenda do meu velhote, com a Carina.&lt;br /&gt;Fui ver o "meu" Rafael que fez anos :)&lt;br /&gt;Fui à bola com a malta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70...&lt;a href="http://www.bejecasrc.com/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=33&amp;amp;Itemid=1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jogo de Rugby frente à ESAV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convívio em grande, mas desportivamente podia ter sido melhor... Um dia para nunca mais esquecer! Rugby Rules!&lt;br /&gt;À noite, festa com a família. A minha grande família...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71...&lt;br /&gt;Dia de passeio domingueiro com a minha mulher.&lt;br /&gt;Jantar é para os fracos...&lt;br /&gt;Jogo de futebol. Resultado injusto! Comportamento insurrecto da minha parte, para variar...&lt;br /&gt;Estou um bocado triste com certas e determinadas situações e atitudes... E nem todas são minhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivo intensamente, vivo perigosamente... E não tenho tempo para reflectir... Mas quando reflectir... Sai merda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã de manhã, volto para o frio. Talvez lá eu reflicta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812584407762842268-315029506101744643?l=nofrio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/315029506101744643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/315029506101744643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofrio.blogspot.com/2008/01/dia-69-70-e-71.html' title='Dia 69, 70 e 71'/><author><name>Sérgio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929903619447061903</uri><email>SDAMartins@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07606026986309235319'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812584407762842268.post-5610724664248267852</id><published>2008-01-25T18:08:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-01-25T18:08:24.083Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia 68</title><content type='html'>O meu velhote fez anos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812584407762842268-5610724664248267852?l=nofrio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/5610724664248267852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/5610724664248267852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofrio.blogspot.com/2008/01/dia-68.html' title='Dia 68'/><author><name>Sérgio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929903619447061903</uri><email>SDAMartins@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07606026986309235319'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812584407762842268.post-8207445258282559672</id><published>2008-01-24T11:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-24T11:30:14.726Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia 66 e 67</title><content type='html'>Ora viva,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;não tenho vindo cá (não é que alguém se importe) porque tenho estado muito ocupado com a preparação do jogo de sábado do BRC - AEJ e com os meus alunos carregados de dúvidas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novidades?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem estado nevoeiro, o frio voltou, o gelo já me cobre outra vez o carro, a hérnia já me chateia menos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada de mais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se alguém souber onde vou tirar o mestrado, que me diga...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812584407762842268-8207445258282559672?l=nofrio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/8207445258282559672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/8207445258282559672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofrio.blogspot.com/2008/01/dia-66-e-67.html' title='Dia 66 e 67'/><author><name>Sérgio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929903619447061903</uri><email>SDAMartins@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07606026986309235319'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812584407762842268.post-2003472237127908407</id><published>2008-01-21T19:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-21T19:52:56.743Z</updated><title type='text'>Dias 61 a 65</title><content type='html'>Pois é...&lt;br /&gt;têm sido dias atribulados e por isso não houve tempo de escrever nada.&lt;br /&gt;Muito trabalho até sexta. Quer na UTAD quer no BRC... Depois no fim de semana foi a família, as fogaças e a Carina...&lt;br /&gt;E eu gostei das 3 :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje foi o regresso ao trabalho... O frio está de volta a Vila Real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O meu jantar para os próximos dias! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X9tmkA6fBU0/R5T34TyTI3I/AAAAAAAAAKI/mNHBqYrjWcc/s1600-h/21012008019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X9tmkA6fBU0/R5T34TyTI3I/AAAAAAAAAKI/mNHBqYrjWcc/s400/21012008019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158020020002038642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812584407762842268-2003472237127908407?l=nofrio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/2003472237127908407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/2003472237127908407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofrio.blogspot.com/2008/01/dias-61-65.html' title='Dias 61 a 65'/><author><name>Sérgio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929903619447061903</uri><email>SDAMartins@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07606026986309235319'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_X9tmkA6fBU0/R5T34TyTI3I/AAAAAAAAAKI/mNHBqYrjWcc/s72-c/21012008019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812584407762842268.post-1542382199782988765</id><published>2008-01-16T22:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-16T22:36:43.000Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia 59 e Dia 60</title><content type='html'>O tédio destes dias sem aulas vai-me fazendo mal. Claro que se encontra sempre alguma coisa para fazer ou estudar... Mas não é a mesma coisa.&lt;br /&gt;Eu cá gosto mesmo é de trabalhar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minha mulher está doente :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812584407762842268-1542382199782988765?l=nofrio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/1542382199782988765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/1542382199782988765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofrio.blogspot.com/2008/01/dia-59-e-dia-60.html' title='Dia 59 e Dia 60'/><author><name>Sérgio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929903619447061903</uri><email>SDAMartins@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07606026986309235319'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812584407762842268.post-5622467747831215127</id><published>2008-01-15T13:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-15T13:15:03.958Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia 58</title><content type='html'>Cheguei ao frio de novo nesta segunda-feira. O "Reino Maravilhoso" estava igual... Também foram só 4 dias... 4 dias que fizeram a diferença.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812584407762842268-5622467747831215127?l=nofrio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/5622467747831215127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/5622467747831215127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofrio.blogspot.com/2008/01/dia-58.html' title='Dia 58'/><author><name>Sérgio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929903619447061903</uri><email>SDAMartins@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07606026986309235319'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812584407762842268.post-850936059317265296</id><published>2008-01-13T22:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-13T22:24:08.009Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia 56 e Dia 57</title><content type='html'>Nem me apetece pensar em nada de elaborado para escrever aqui... Sou um homem de sorte, um homem feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Estou de volta aos meus projectos pessoais com grande vontade... E agora até sou um gajo que namora :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou podre de alegria!!! E só vou para o frio amanhã de manhã...&lt;br /&gt;Grande emprego, grandes amigos, e a minha mulher... Vida boa :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812584407762842268-850936059317265296?l=nofrio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/850936059317265296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/850936059317265296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofrio.blogspot.com/2008/01/dia-56-e-dia-57.html' title='Dia 56 e Dia 57'/><author><name>Sérgio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929903619447061903</uri><email>SDAMartins@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07606026986309235319'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812584407762842268.post-7437248316779184680</id><published>2008-01-12T10:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-12T10:08:06.742Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia 55</title><content type='html'>Aproveitei o dia para fazer uma série de coisas que já  devia ter feito há muito tempo. Trabalhinhos pequenos, manutenção do Mac... Essas coisas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;À noite, joguinho de futebol agradável e depois ida ao tasco do costume com os individuos do costume divagar sobre futilidades....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vida boa.... :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812584407762842268-7437248316779184680?l=nofrio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/7437248316779184680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/7437248316779184680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofrio.blogspot.com/2008/01/dia-55.html' title='Dia 55'/><author><name>Sérgio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929903619447061903</uri><email>SDAMartins@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07606026986309235319'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812584407762842268.post-7648299461009396186</id><published>2008-01-11T16:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-11T16:18:30.902Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia 54</title><content type='html'>Dia passado a encher chouriço até à hora de ir para casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada de especial a assinalar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812584407762842268-7648299461009396186?l=nofrio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/7648299461009396186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/7648299461009396186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofrio.blogspot.com/2008/01/dia-54.html' title='Dia 54'/><author><name>Sérgio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929903619447061903</uri><email>SDAMartins@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07606026986309235319'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812584407762842268.post-5855044959154619682</id><published>2008-01-09T22:27:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-01-09T22:30:12.461Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia 53</title><content type='html'>Dia de merda de inicio ao fim. Os alunos não apareceram ás aulas o que me rendeu uma valente seca... Amanhã terei que ficar cá o dia todo ao alto (não há aulas) para dar uma aula de apoio (a que ninguém vai aparecer) das 18 às 20... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu para aqui cheio de saudades...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812584407762842268-5855044959154619682?l=nofrio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/5855044959154619682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/5855044959154619682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofrio.blogspot.com/2008/01/dia-53.html' title='Dia 53'/><author><name>Sérgio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929903619447061903</uri><email>SDAMartins@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07606026986309235319'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812584407762842268.post-1389733682933832780</id><published>2008-01-08T20:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-08T20:49:06.031Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia 51 e 52</title><content type='html'>Dias levezinhos ao nível profissional mas intensos ao nível pessoal.&lt;br /&gt;Não consigo tomar algumas decisões que devia tomar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já agora... A hérnia voltou... :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812584407762842268-1389733682933832780?l=nofrio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/1389733682933832780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/1389733682933832780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofrio.blogspot.com/2008/01/dia-51-e-52.html' title='Dia 51 e 52'/><author><name>Sérgio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929903619447061903</uri><email>SDAMartins@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07606026986309235319'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812584407762842268.post-7448913123461536957</id><published>2008-01-07T13:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-07T13:53:31.969Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia 50</title><content type='html'>A meia centena de dias passados desde que cheguei cá a cima comemora-se hoje! E para festejar vou fazer o seguinte:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lá vim eu para cá já cheio de saudades!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812584407762842268-7448913123461536957?l=nofrio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/7448913123461536957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/7448913123461536957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofrio.blogspot.com/2008/01/dia-50.html' title='Dia 50'/><author><name>Sérgio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929903619447061903</uri><email>SDAMartins@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07606026986309235319'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812584407762842268.post-3467157445319062125</id><published>2008-01-06T14:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:31:36.071Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia 49</title><content type='html'>O Borges casou-se... Isto só prova que estou a ficar velho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou feliz por ele estar feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi um dia em grandes, só tenho pena de não ter havido jogo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ser humano é um individuo muito estranho. Por muito perfeita que seja a sua vida, ele vai encontrar sempre um pequeno ponto para se sentir um bocadinho miserável...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812584407762842268-3467157445319062125?l=nofrio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/3467157445319062125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/3467157445319062125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofrio.blogspot.com/2008/01/dia-49.html' title='Dia 49'/><author><name>Sérgio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929903619447061903</uri><email>SDAMartins@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07606026986309235319'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812584407762842268.post-1261539728996991160</id><published>2008-01-05T01:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-05T01:56:23.064Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia 48</title><content type='html'>Dia normal. "Uma medianiasinha...."&lt;br /&gt;Terminou com uma ida ás compras e com diálogos vários com o Bragada. Aprendi alguma coisa? Não. Burro Velho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alien Ant Farm - Supreme Lifestyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supreme lifestyle&lt;br /&gt;The one I used to hate&lt;br /&gt;The one I used to drive away&lt;br /&gt;My dream stay awhile&lt;br /&gt;I can't concentrate&lt;br /&gt;I pray you never relate&lt;br /&gt;I see your wicked smile&lt;br /&gt;Haunt me all night long&lt;br /&gt;For that I'll dance&lt;br /&gt;And sing this song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we dance it's a tragic delight&lt;br /&gt;A tragic delight, oh you said it&lt;br /&gt;And when we're lost it's amazing to find&lt;br /&gt;Our way back to life, Oh you said it&lt;br /&gt;Oh you said it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, hear me out&lt;br /&gt;I've had time to think&lt;br /&gt;Lost myself down in the drink&lt;br /&gt;My needs are screaming loud&lt;br /&gt;I lost everything&lt;br /&gt;And I want it back overflowing&lt;br /&gt;Where is she&lt;br /&gt;When I'm low?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know but I've been told&lt;br /&gt;Silly old woman still got no soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we dance it's a tragic delight&lt;br /&gt;A tragic delight, oh you said it&lt;br /&gt;And when we're lost it's amazing to find&lt;br /&gt;Our way back to life, Oh you said it&lt;br /&gt;Oh you said it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I would try for the rest of my days&lt;br /&gt;To make it alright, just to make it okay&lt;br /&gt;But it's not okay&lt;br /&gt;(Ooh it's not alright)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How we gonna make it when we know we're gone?&lt;br /&gt;It's not that hard we just don't get along&lt;br /&gt;Are you gonna hear me if I sing this wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Supreme lifestyle, we just don't get along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we dance it's a tragic delight&lt;br /&gt;A tragic delight, oh you said it&lt;br /&gt;And when we're lost it's amazing to find&lt;br /&gt;Our way back to life, Oh you said it&lt;br /&gt;Oh you said it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supreme lifestyle&lt;br /&gt;The one I used to hate...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812584407762842268-1261539728996991160?l=nofrio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/1261539728996991160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/1261539728996991160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofrio.blogspot.com/2008/01/dia-48.html' title='Dia 48'/><author><name>Sérgio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929903619447061903</uri><email>SDAMartins@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07606026986309235319'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812584407762842268.post-8801729240126068360</id><published>2008-01-03T23:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-03T23:31:46.221Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia 47</title><content type='html'>Aquela canalhada reles têm projectos inteiros para entregar amanhã e não fez nada ainda!!! Estou possuído!!&lt;br /&gt;Se fosse eu o professor deles (ou não fosse mais do que um reles assistente :P) eles estavam desgraçados da vida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem me pareceu que andava a ouvir vozes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812584407762842268-8801729240126068360?l=nofrio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/8801729240126068360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/8801729240126068360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofrio.blogspot.com/2008/01/dia-47.html' title='Dia 47'/><author><name>Sérgio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929903619447061903</uri><email>SDAMartins@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07606026986309235319'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812584407762842268.post-8029798504234574479</id><published>2008-01-03T11:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-03T11:10:16.458Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia 46</title><content type='html'>O regresso a Vila Real.&lt;br /&gt;É sempre bom regressar ao Reino Maravilhoso e ser congratulado com o seu clima característico. Chuva e frio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui treinar com a equipa de Rugby da UTAD. O pessoal parece porreiro, mas o BRC é o BRC :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que ando a ouvir coisas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812584407762842268-8029798504234574479?l=nofrio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/8029798504234574479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/8029798504234574479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofrio.blogspot.com/2008/01/dia-46.html' title='Dia 46'/><author><name>Sérgio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929903619447061903</uri><email>SDAMartins@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07606026986309235319'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812584407762842268.post-4582182277401803728</id><published>2008-01-01T22:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-01T22:54:21.250Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia 45</title><content type='html'>Primeiro dia do ano.&lt;br /&gt;Passado maioritariamente na cama naquela terra onde festejei o fim de ano mas de que já não me lembro do nome... Sei que é perto de Vila Nova de Cerveira. Foram 4 dias muito bons que culminara numa festarola que, sem ser igual ao que a velha JC estava habituada, conseguiu bater muitas outras festas que por aí se fizeram...&lt;br /&gt;Comecei o ano da melhor maneira possível.&lt;br /&gt;Mas se for analisar bem, posso dizer que o ano de 2007 foi o melhor ano da minha vida, embora tenha sido um ano de também me marcou negativamente. No geral foi, de facto,  o ano de maior sucesso de que tenho memória.&lt;br /&gt;No mínimo queria que o ano de 2008 fosse a continuidade do atingir de pequenas metas profissionais e pessoais que foi o ano anterior, e que me tem feito um homem quase feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Pelo andar que a carruagem leva, o "quase" pode caír durante este novo ano que nasce agora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fica a música do momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green Day - Extraordinary Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OC95Y0s8Ne0&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OC95Y0s8Ne0&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812584407762842268-4582182277401803728?l=nofrio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/4582182277401803728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/4582182277401803728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofrio.blogspot.com/2008/01/dia-45.html' title='Dia 45'/><author><name>Sérgio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929903619447061903</uri><email>SDAMartins@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07606026986309235319'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812584407762842268.post-6609818428506785600</id><published>2008-01-01T01:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-01T01:26:34.443Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia 41, 42, 43 e 44</title><content type='html'>Preparação e ida para a grande passagem de ano.&lt;br /&gt;A não actualização disto deve-se, de facto, a isso mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo vai quase perfeito... Mas antes também já foi assim...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812584407762842268-6609818428506785600?l=nofrio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/6609818428506785600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/6609818428506785600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofrio.blogspot.com/2008/01/dia-41-42-43-e-44.html' title='Dia 41, 42, 43 e 44'/><author><name>Sérgio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929903619447061903</uri><email>SDAMartins@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07606026986309235319'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812584407762842268.post-1009522078557170388</id><published>2007-12-27T21:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-27T21:41:48.277Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia 40</title><content type='html'>Sozinhissimo.&lt;br /&gt;A curtir "Taxi Driver". De Niro "bomba".&lt;br /&gt;Estou para aqui a ver um bom filmezinho à lareira. A vida é imperfeita...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Cause there’s a hell in the sky&lt;br /&gt;And all you sinners will die&lt;br /&gt;And its gonna blow you away&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be judgment day"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812584407762842268-1009522078557170388?l=nofrio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/1009522078557170388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/1009522078557170388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofrio.blogspot.com/2007/12/dia-40.html' title='Dia 40'/><author><name>Sérgio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929903619447061903</uri><email>SDAMartins@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07606026986309235319'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812584407762842268.post-926149419980860796</id><published>2007-12-27T00:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-12-27T00:08:14.988Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia 39</title><content type='html'>Estou farto de férias... É uma morconice desgraçada... Um eterno esperar por algo que nunca vai acontecer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812584407762842268-926149419980860796?l=nofrio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/926149419980860796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/926149419980860796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofrio.blogspot.com/2007/12/dia-39.html' title='Dia 39'/><author><name>Sérgio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929903619447061903</uri><email>SDAMartins@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07606026986309235319'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2812584407762842268.post-9024561742206533294</id><published>2007-12-25T23:52:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-12-25T23:55:45.412Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia 38</title><content type='html'>Dos mais estranhos dias que há memória. Não o dia em si, mas a maneira como me senti. Não sei explicar porquê.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu podia ter comido menos bolos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conto as horas até ao final do ano...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2812584407762842268-9024561742206533294?l=nofrio.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/9024561742206533294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2812584407762842268/posts/default/9024561742206533294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nofrio.blogspot.com/2007/12/dia-38.html' title='Dia 38'/><author><name>Sérgio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02929903619447061903</uri><email>SDAMartins@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07606026986309235319'/></author></entry></feed>