<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323658271614839839</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 12:08:14 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Katiuska Place</title><description></description><link>http://katiuskaplace.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>camarocosta@gmail.com (katiuska)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>247</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323658271614839839.post-7831428120219097848</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 12:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-23T12:08:14.448Z</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/Swp7JCLDTfI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Ayf7Mr996eU/s1600/atchim.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 360px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407269697743965682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/Swp7JCLDTfI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Ayf7Mr996eU/s400/atchim.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323658271614839839-7831428120219097848?l=katiuskaplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://katiuskaplace.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html</link><author>camarocosta@gmail.com (katiuska)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/Swp7JCLDTfI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Ayf7Mr996eU/s72-c/atchim.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323658271614839839.post-485643135869266971</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Nov 2009 18:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-21T23:41:10.771Z</atom:updated><title>Eternas Saudades do Futuro</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/SwbmQmrlN2I/AAAAAAAAAv4/v6H9MqP2FUE/s1600/eternas+saudades+do+futuro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 102px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406261575640495970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/SwbmQmrlN2I/AAAAAAAAAv4/v6H9MqP2FUE/s400/eternas+saudades+do+futuro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um beijo especial ao João, pelo seu regresso ao fantástico "&lt;a href="http://do-futuro.blogspot.com/"&gt;Eternas Saudades do Futuro&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Outro beijo ao João para que supere com força e coragem esta fase dificil. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323658271614839839-485643135869266971?l=katiuskaplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://katiuskaplace.blogspot.com/2009/11/eternas-saudades-do-futuro.html</link><author>camarocosta@gmail.com (katiuska)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/SwbmQmrlN2I/AAAAAAAAAv4/v6H9MqP2FUE/s72-c/eternas+saudades+do+futuro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323658271614839839.post-7799172174764632843</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 10:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-17T10:44:58.338Z</atom:updated><title>Obrigada!</title><description>Não tenho palavras para descrever a alegria que senti e sinto por estar rodeada de tão bons amigos que ontem me supreenderam com um parabéns conjunto, cheio de mimo, atenção, ternura, carinho, alegria.&lt;br /&gt;São momentos como os de ontem que me "enchem", "preenchem"!&lt;br /&gt;Sou feliz! Porque vos tenho e porque me ajudam a ser aquilo que sou.&lt;br /&gt;Um muito obrigada especial à Sandra,  à Joana e ao Miguel que me ofereceram um dia 16 formidável.&lt;br /&gt;Mãe, Pai, Mano júnior, Rachel, tia, António, Joana, Anabela, Carmo, Duarte, Sofia, Filipe,  Miguel L., Beatriz, Gonçalo, João, Paula, Zé, Irene, Sofia, Rita, Alex, António, por ontem e por tantos outros dias e momentos de mimo e amizade constante.&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada a tantos outros que ontem se lembraram de me presentar com um sorriso de parabéns.&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada a todos, por este bom momento e por tantos outros que me oferecem diariamente. A todos o meu beijo sorridente de gosto muito de vocês!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323658271614839839-7799172174764632843?l=katiuskaplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://katiuskaplace.blogspot.com/2009/11/obrigada.html</link><author>camarocosta@gmail.com (katiuska)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323658271614839839.post-3261567380970274487</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 10:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-17T10:16:39.298Z</atom:updated><title>Dia de Sol 2</title><description>Hoje já com enta, o sol felicitou-me com um grande bom dia!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323658271614839839-3261567380970274487?l=katiuskaplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://katiuskaplace.blogspot.com/2009/11/dia-de-sol-2.html</link><author>camarocosta@gmail.com (katiuska)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323658271614839839.post-2218704275932261558</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 12:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-16T12:08:58.554Z</atom:updated><title>Dia de sol</title><description>Hoje entro nos famosos "entas", e ao fim de tanto dias 16 de novembro de sol, hoje fui presenteada com um dia bem cinzento e bem chuvoso..... em que o sol serei eu, irradiarei alegria, sorrisos e força de viver....&lt;br /&gt;Estou a ficar uma mulher ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323658271614839839-2218704275932261558?l=katiuskaplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://katiuskaplace.blogspot.com/2009/11/dia-de-sol.html</link><author>camarocosta@gmail.com (katiuska)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323658271614839839.post-5230557892720727713</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 16:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-15T16:15:26.581Z</atom:updated><title>saída dos intas...</title><description>Hoje é efectivamente o meu último dia nos "intas"... todos os dizem, que para cá não volto.... saudade ainda não tenho, tristeza, também não.... Embora o dia esteja cinzento, não me sinto nem cinzenta, nem com medo, e sem qualquer receio.... "entas" me aguardem que já estou a chegar.... até amanhã ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323658271614839839-5230557892720727713?l=katiuskaplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://katiuskaplace.blogspot.com/2009/11/saida-dos-intas.html</link><author>camarocosta@gmail.com (katiuska)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323658271614839839.post-5374023169185008196</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Nov 2009 15:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-08T15:13:33.741Z</atom:updated><title>1</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/SvbgEONgeMI/AAAAAAAAAvo/coBlQE5Ewcc/s1600-h/100_9152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401751166216337602" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/SvbgEONgeMI/AAAAAAAAAvo/coBlQE5Ewcc/s400/100_9152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;é dia de festa, a Kira faz 1 ano :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323658271614839839-5374023169185008196?l=katiuskaplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://katiuskaplace.blogspot.com/2009/11/1.html</link><author>camarocosta@gmail.com (katiuska)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/SvbgEONgeMI/AAAAAAAAAvo/coBlQE5Ewcc/s72-c/100_9152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323658271614839839.post-4766634060815483543</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 09:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T09:27:07.317Z</atom:updated><title>Mau humor... aguça inteligência</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/SvFHyrK3CSI/AAAAAAAAAvg/kMWm31bClDY/s1600-h/bad_mood_by_tomekk0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400176364101241122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/SvFHyrK3CSI/AAAAAAAAAvg/kMWm31bClDY/s400/bad_mood_by_tomekk0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Está explicado.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;... a todos os que têm a mania de dizer que tenho mau humor, e mau feitio (ao que respondo, que não é bom nem mau, é o MEU HUMOR, É O MEU FEITIO), eis a explicação:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- um estudo da Universidade de Nova Gales do Sul, Austrália, revela que as pessoas mal-humoradas possuem uma inteligência mais aguçada... "melhora a capacidade de julgar os outros e também potenciam o aumento de memória" assegura &lt;a href="http://www.tvi24.iol.pt/internacional/mau-humor-estudo-tvi24/1100427-4073.html"&gt;Joseph Forgas&lt;/a&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Contrapondo, um estado de ânimo positivo, facilita a criatividade, a flexibilidade e a cooperação, o mau humor melhora a atenção e facilita um pensamento mais prudente...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ora aí está a explicação para aquilo que eu sou, uma pessoa de extremos ;) e que só revela inteligência em utilizar estas duas formas de estar na vida....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Entendem-me agora?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323658271614839839-4766634060815483543?l=katiuskaplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://katiuskaplace.blogspot.com/2009/11/mau-humor-aguca-inteligencia.html</link><author>camarocosta@gmail.com (katiuska)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/SvFHyrK3CSI/AAAAAAAAAvg/kMWm31bClDY/s72-c/bad_mood_by_tomekk0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323658271614839839.post-9202068828834620553</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2009 17:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-02T17:33:28.789Z</atom:updated><title>Cortar o Cabelo...</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/Su8XrvPZEdI/AAAAAAAAAvY/z_1J85WaPcA/s1600-h/cortando-cabelo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399560518423351762" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/Su8XrvPZEdI/AAAAAAAAAvY/z_1J85WaPcA/s400/cortando-cabelo1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sim é verdade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hoje enchi-me de coragem e fui cortar o cabelo!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;... mas ninguém deu por nada...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;... e eu juro, mas juro que cortei imenso.... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(mas não chorei)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;... o dia ainda não acabou, pode ser que ainda alguém note!... a ver vamos !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323658271614839839-9202068828834620553?l=katiuskaplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://katiuskaplace.blogspot.com/2009/11/cortar-o-cabelo.html</link><author>camarocosta@gmail.com (katiuska)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/Su8XrvPZEdI/AAAAAAAAAvY/z_1J85WaPcA/s72-c/cortando-cabelo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323658271614839839.post-6694715188610387202</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2009 17:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-02T17:20:29.102Z</atom:updated><title>Almoço "Sagrado"</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/Su8UWhiY-5I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/5fw51Pvqnk4/s1600-h/clock%2520lunch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399556855432805266" style="WIDTH: 389px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/Su8UWhiY-5I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/5fw51Pvqnk4/s400/clock%2520lunch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Graças ao FB reencontrei alguns bons amigos, tenho mantido desde há alguns meses uns saborosos, felizes, saudáveis, divertidos almoços com boas amigas que fiz na minha infância e das quais tinha imensas saudades, mas que a vida, adolescência, etc... nos foi separando.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em Junho, fizemos um grande jantar de reencontro de Sagrados, colheita 69, e desde então alguns de nós tem mantido um contacto semanal que pretendemos manter, continuar e fazer durar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que bem que me sabem estes almocinhos, com os beijinhos da linda I., os mimos da S., os sorrisos da R., e as visitas de tantos outros que sempre que podem se juntam ás nossas boas gargalhadas e a estes momentos de boa disposição, nos quais nos sentimos tão perto, como que se nunca nos tivessemos separados desde a nossa infância.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agradeço á internet e a estas "terríveis" redes sociais por nos terem permitido reencontrar tão bons amigos e proporcionar tão bons momentos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um beijo a todos nós, e que os almoços se mantenham, em Lisboa, em Cascais, no Samouco, onde tiver que ser, mas que se mantenham ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323658271614839839-6694715188610387202?l=katiuskaplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://katiuskaplace.blogspot.com/2009/11/almoco-sagrado.html</link><author>camarocosta@gmail.com (katiuska)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/Su8UWhiY-5I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/5fw51Pvqnk4/s72-c/clock%2520lunch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323658271614839839.post-7280633308159723991</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Oct 2009 18:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-20T19:45:19.341+01:00</atom:updated><title>Preguiça na escrita... há que respeitar</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/St4E5pIP4BI/AAAAAAAAAuw/I1YcU8fXXOs/s1600-h/pensamento%2520do%2520dia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394754791975936018" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/St4E5pIP4BI/AAAAAAAAAuw/I1YcU8fXXOs/s400/pensamento%2520do%2520dia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tenho andado com uma preguiça na escrita que só visto.... mas ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323658271614839839-7280633308159723991?l=katiuskaplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://katiuskaplace.blogspot.com/2009/10/preguica-na-escrita-ha-que-respeitar.html</link><author>camarocosta@gmail.com (katiuska)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/St4E5pIP4BI/AAAAAAAAAuw/I1YcU8fXXOs/s72-c/pensamento%2520do%2520dia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323658271614839839.post-4558007353633046694</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Aug 2009 09:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-17T10:55:30.659+01:00</atom:updated><title>Filmes da minha infância II</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/SokpDfCvU3I/AAAAAAAAAuo/g-pOwF1XTXg/s1600-h/cantinflas_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 341px; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370869170465362802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/SokpDfCvU3I/AAAAAAAAAuo/g-pOwF1XTXg/s400/cantinflas_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cantinflas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; .... muitos filmes vi e com eles muito me ri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323658271614839839-4558007353633046694?l=katiuskaplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://katiuskaplace.blogspot.com/2009/08/filmes-da-minha-infancia-ii.html</link><author>camarocosta@gmail.com (katiuska)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/SokpDfCvU3I/AAAAAAAAAuo/g-pOwF1XTXg/s72-c/cantinflas_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323658271614839839.post-3378422025569336277</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Aug 2009 09:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-17T10:48:39.703+01:00</atom:updated><title>Filmes da minha infância</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/SoknA9ha4cI/AAAAAAAAAug/voY_mT5U8Eg/s1600-h/the_sound_of_music-4844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 254px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370866928084246978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/SoknA9ha4cI/AAAAAAAAAug/voY_mT5U8Eg/s400/the_sound_of_music-4844.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Natal, normalmente aparecia sempre nas salas de cinema... lembro-me de o ver no Cinema Império (aqui várias vezes), no Cinema Roma, no Cinema Alvalade... e durante vários anos passava repetidamente no Natal já na TV&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323658271614839839-3378422025569336277?l=katiuskaplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://katiuskaplace.blogspot.com/2009/08/filmes-da-minha-infancia.html</link><author>camarocosta@gmail.com (katiuska)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/SoknA9ha4cI/AAAAAAAAAug/voY_mT5U8Eg/s72-c/the_sound_of_music-4844.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323658271614839839.post-8426289868548424385</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Aug 2009 09:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-17T10:56:28.767+01:00</atom:updated><title>Vedetas</title><description>.... irritam-me os vedetismos de quem não tem motivo nem nenhuma razão para se armar em importante.... mas a verdade é que, que ao irritar-me estou efectivamente a dar-lhes essa importância... raios ... tenho de me controlar...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323658271614839839-8426289868548424385?l=katiuskaplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://katiuskaplace.blogspot.com/2009/08/vedetas.html</link><author>camarocosta@gmail.com (katiuska)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323658271614839839.post-9181795363772957480</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Aug 2009 17:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-04T18:13:05.629+01:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/SnhsCLFYUFI/AAAAAAAAAuY/DZQ1b2G5No8/s1600-h/lookit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366157740602839122" style="WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/SnhsCLFYUFI/AAAAAAAAAuY/DZQ1b2G5No8/s400/lookit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nataliedee.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.nataliedee.com/&lt;/span&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/3323658271614839839-9181795363772957480?l=katiuskaplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://katiuskaplace.blogspot.com/2009/08/httpwww_04.html</link><author>camarocosta@gmail.com (katiuska)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/SnhsCLFYUFI/AAAAAAAAAuY/DZQ1b2G5No8/s72-c/lookit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323658271614839839.post-5982113007225550287</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Aug 2009 17:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-04T18:12:16.103+01:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/Snhr4gbhypI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/tShnMmlbqdo/s1600-h/i-am-a-tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366157574534187666" style="WIDTH: 382px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/Snhr4gbhypI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/tShnMmlbqdo/s400/i-am-a-tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nataliedee.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.nataliedee.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323658271614839839-5982113007225550287?l=katiuskaplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://katiuskaplace.blogspot.com/2009/08/httpwww.html</link><author>camarocosta@gmail.com (katiuska)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/Snhr4gbhypI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/tShnMmlbqdo/s72-c/i-am-a-tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323658271614839839.post-7979319848992473423</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Aug 2009 17:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-04T18:11:26.724+01:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/SnhqIaKRjzI/AAAAAAAAAuI/94t-Z4wE0ZA/s1600-h/surfing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366155648705859378" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/SnhqIaKRjzI/AAAAAAAAAuI/94t-Z4wE0ZA/s400/surfing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nataliedee.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.nataliedee.com/&lt;/span&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/3323658271614839839-7979319848992473423?l=katiuskaplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://katiuskaplace.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html</link><author>camarocosta@gmail.com (katiuska)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/SnhqIaKRjzI/AAAAAAAAAuI/94t-Z4wE0ZA/s72-c/surfing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323658271614839839.post-3847670098616972009</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Jul 2009 09:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-29T10:11:36.670+01:00</atom:updated><title>As famosas carteiras da mulheres.... mão à palmatória</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/SnARE8X-3TI/AAAAAAAAAuA/903QdV8PgO8/s1600-h/bag_09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363805932822125874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/SnARE8X-3TI/AAAAAAAAAuA/903QdV8PgO8/s400/bag_09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As famosas carteiras das mulheres, são efectivamente um mundo... tenho de dar a mão á palmatória... após 4 dias em que reviramos a casa numa procura intensa pelo telemóvel do M., acabamos por o vir a descobrir numa bolsa da minha própria carteira.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O relato do M. desta história, é simplesmente deliciosa... "bem ouviamos o telemóvel a dizer "estou aqui, estou aqui" num desespero de falta de bateria.... mas nada de o encontrar. Viramos a casa de pernas para o ar, abanei a garagem, virei as motas ao contrário não tivesse caído nas carnagens, e sempre com a C. a perguntar, mas recorda-te lá bem da última vez que o usaste....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afinal o telemovel acabou por andar nos 4 dias da procura sempre com a C., apitando e refilando, foi à praia, fez surf, andou de mota, andou de carro, foi ás compras, fartou-se de passear, e nós os 2 sempre a procurá-lo...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323658271614839839-3847670098616972009?l=katiuskaplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://katiuskaplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/as-famosas-carteiras-da-mulheres-mao.html</link><author>camarocosta@gmail.com (katiuska)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/SnARE8X-3TI/AAAAAAAAAuA/903QdV8PgO8/s72-c/bag_09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323658271614839839.post-4976439477380358658</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Jul 2009 18:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-22T19:34:57.218+01:00</atom:updated><title>Vi, gostei e sugiro... Vicky and Cristina, Barcelona</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/39PuFOTjtk8&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/39PuFOTjtk8&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323658271614839839-4976439477380358658?l=katiuskaplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://katiuskaplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/vi-gostei-e-sugiro-vicky-and-cristina.html</link><author>camarocosta@gmail.com (katiuska)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323658271614839839.post-5866164645052093333</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Jul 2009 08:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-02T09:13:04.934+01:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>(su)giro</category><title>(su)giro cinema ao ar livre e grátis</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.viveraltadelisboa.org/?page_id=2402"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 283px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353772695005937858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/Skxr5o4DwMI/AAAAAAAAAtI/qYp8YHMXV1E/s400/cineconchas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323658271614839839-5866164645052093333?l=katiuskaplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://katiuskaplace.blogspot.com/2009/07/cinema-ao-ar-livre-e-gratis.html</link><author>camarocosta@gmail.com (katiuska)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/Skxr5o4DwMI/AAAAAAAAAtI/qYp8YHMXV1E/s72-c/cineconchas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323658271614839839.post-3301450615537162686</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Jun 2009 18:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-30T19:14:15.022+01:00</atom:updated><title>Baldas</title><description>... ando um "cadito" baldas aqui pelo blog...mas é só por aqui mesmo.. será do sol?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323658271614839839-3301450615537162686?l=katiuskaplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://katiuskaplace.blogspot.com/2009/06/baldas.html</link><author>camarocosta@gmail.com (katiuska)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323658271614839839.post-656093052773037922</guid><pubDate>Sun, 28 Jun 2009 09:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-28T10:49:31.069+01:00</atom:updated><title>The Doctor - 100 vitórias</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3CPEUFYiLUE&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3CPEUFYiLUE&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323658271614839839-656093052773037922?l=katiuskaplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://katiuskaplace.blogspot.com/2009/06/doctor-100-vitorias.html</link><author>camarocosta@gmail.com (katiuska)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323658271614839839.post-3197255340364583283</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Jun 2009 17:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-25T18:06:16.208+01:00</atom:updated><title>Maria Gira</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/SkOucZ2me7I/AAAAAAAAAsw/rEdfHGRmNBE/s1600-h/palavras_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351312585245752242" style="WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/SkOucZ2me7I/AAAAAAAAAsw/rEdfHGRmNBE/s400/palavras_11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ao fim de tantos anos, reencontrei uma boa amiga, com quem tantas e boas brincadeiras vivi. Convido-os/as a visitá-la em &lt;a href="http://mariagira.blogspot.com/"&gt;Maria Gira&lt;/a&gt;, onde aconselho a viagem por um mundo imaginário maravilhoso onde sempre &lt;a href="http://mariagira.blogspot.com/"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt; senti....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323658271614839839-3197255340364583283?l=katiuskaplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://katiuskaplace.blogspot.com/2009/06/maria-gira.html</link><author>camarocosta@gmail.com (katiuska)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/SkOucZ2me7I/AAAAAAAAAsw/rEdfHGRmNBE/s72-c/palavras_11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323658271614839839.post-2885769115448008413</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Jun 2009 19:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-15T20:21:13.336+01:00</atom:updated><title>...</title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/Sjad_4KtTjI/AAAAAAAAAso/T_W4uCRr0F0/s1600-h/whyot1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347635328283659826" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/Sjad_4KtTjI/AAAAAAAAAso/T_W4uCRr0F0/s400/whyot1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pergunto-me por vezes..... Porque há "gente" que parece que inventa mil e um pretextos para estar sempre a chatear? .... e às vezes consegue (mas hoje não foi uma delas ;) felizmente ehehe)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323658271614839839-2885769115448008413?l=katiuskaplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://katiuskaplace.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html</link><author>camarocosta@gmail.com (katiuska)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/Sjad_4KtTjI/AAAAAAAAAso/T_W4uCRr0F0/s72-c/whyot1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3323658271614839839.post-5612468715393495393</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Jun 2009 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-15T20:01:21.271+01:00</atom:updated><title>Já fui, já voltei e soube-me muito bem</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/Sjaae57PBHI/AAAAAAAAAsg/j-3AN97PrQo/s1600-h/sao+torpes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347631463285064818" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/Sjaae57PBHI/AAAAAAAAAsg/j-3AN97PrQo/s400/sao+torpes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3323658271614839839-5612468715393495393?l=katiuskaplace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://katiuskaplace.blogspot.com/2009/06/ja-fui-ja-voltei-e-soube-me-muito-bem.html</link><author>camarocosta@gmail.com (katiuska)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3cY_4ryiq5w/Sjaae57PBHI/AAAAAAAAAsg/j-3AN97PrQo/s72-c/sao+torpes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item></channel></rss>