tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30974289654973224352012-02-18T18:18:47.121Zcustódianoreply@blogger.comBlogger861100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-3976143550165860932010-12-02T14:14:00.001Z2010-12-02T14:15:54.389Znem a nenhum outro. nem a um grupo de armários. nem a um grupo de armários independentes.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />nem sequer a um grupo de armários dissidentes.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-397614355016586093?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-3348345207723909012010-11-30T21:50:00.001Z2010-12-01T11:15:41.920Z<object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/upbL8XiQ_io?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/upbL8XiQ_io?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-334834520772390901?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00736556263681556335noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-69178038036621306682010-11-28T22:35:00.000Z2010-11-28T22:36:46.395Z<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.life.com/image/first/in-gallery/27932/wwii-intense-propaganda-posters"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MvHEiZK02gA/TPLZaU4lybI/AAAAAAAAAM4/_FprcMVvVpU/s320/life.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544733137552394674" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-6917803803662130668?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00736556263681556335noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-902221671159061582010-11-24T22:35:00.002Z2010-12-01T11:15:15.645Z<object width="400" height="225"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=14833744&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=0&amp;show_byline=0&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=&amp;fullscreen=1&amp;autoplay=0&amp;loop=0" /><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=14833744&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=0&amp;show_byline=0&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=&amp;fullscreen=1&amp;autoplay=0&amp;loop=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"></embed></object><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/14833744">Hallucinists</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/wiley">Wiley Wiggins</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-90222167115906158?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00736556263681556335noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-48327751800070863722010-11-23T14:21:00.002Z2010-12-01T11:16:15.719Z<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ethical_banking">mudar de banco.</a> depois de me contratarem de novo :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-4832775180007086372?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00736556263681556335noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-55666916677974506832010-11-23T14:11:00.001Z2010-11-23T14:11:53.842Z<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://open.spotify.com/album/1gi0XiGxFtxwHKsf3Lpllw"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 591px; height: 531px;" src="http://img571.imageshack.us/img571/8918/ponybravo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-5566691667797450683?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00736556263681556335noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-41214137186570967902010-11-22T10:27:00.001Z2010-11-22T10:28:58.828Z<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RdyjGyUk7iU/TOpFrH7zCeI/AAAAAAAAACM/X4yanONkyEI/s1600/c_s%2B045%2B%25281%2529.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RdyjGyUk7iU/TOpFrH7zCeI/AAAAAAAAACM/X4yanONkyEI/s320/c_s%2B045%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542318898599365090" /></a><br /><br /><br />vruuuuuuummmmmmmmm<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-4121413718657096790?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-77127212957378094152010-11-22T10:22:00.002Z2010-11-22T10:22:52.934Z<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.designboom.com/weblog/cat/8/view/10606/siren-elise-wilhelmsen-365.html"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 550px; height: 450px;" src="http://www.designboom.com/cms/images/fiona004/365002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-7712721295737809415?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>C.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00736556263681556335noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-25810960884520948302010-11-21T21:30:00.001Z2010-11-21T21:30:16.966Z<iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/9679622" width="400" height="300" frameborder="0"></iframe><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/9679622">The Sandpit</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user1639813">Sam O&#039;Hare</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-2581096088452094830?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-18919820491660706592010-11-13T11:07:00.000Z2010-11-13T11:08:10.537Z<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GCFXW4wWFHs?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GCFXW4wWFHs?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-1891982049166070659?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-54671939039090257612010-11-12T21:35:00.001Z2010-11-12T21:35:56.663Z<object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Alfrn3NVc78?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Alfrn3NVc78?fs=1&amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object>javascript:void(0)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-5467193903909025761?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-4940025930464893622010-07-19T17:00:00.002+01:002010-07-19T17:03:17.028+01:00<div style="text-align: right;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RdyjGyUk7iU/TER243X8EuI/AAAAAAAAABk/FVhZg6bEsjw/s1600/bcneta+038.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RdyjGyUk7iU/TER243X8EuI/AAAAAAAAABk/FVhZg6bEsjw/s320/bcneta+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495648164607955682" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /> <p><i><b>Aqui na orla da praia, mudo e contente do mar,<br />Sem nada já que me atraia, nem nada que desejar,<br />Farei um sonho, terei meu dia, fecharei a vida,<br />E nunca terei agonia, pois dormirei de seguida.</b></i></p> <p><i><b>A vida é como uma sombra que passa por sobre um rio<br />Ou como um passo na alfombra de um quarto que jaz vazio;<br />O amor é um sono que chega para o pouco ser que se é;<br />A glória concede e nega; não tem verdades a fé.</b></i></p> <p><i><b>Por isso na orla morena da praia calada e só,<br />Tenho a alma feita pequena, livre de mágoa e de dó;<br />Sonho sem quase já ser, perco sem nunca ter tido,<br />E comecei a morrer muito antes de ter vivido.</b></i></p> <p><i><b>Dêem-me, onde aqui jazo, só uma brisa que passe,<br />Não quero nada do acaso, senão a brisa na face;<br />Dêem-me um vago amor de quanto nunca terei,<br />Não quero gozo nem dor, não quero vida nem lei.</b></i></p> <p><i><b>Só, no silêncio cercado pelo som brusco do mar,<br />Quero dormir sossegado, sem nada que desejar,<br />Quero dormir na distância de um ser que nunca foi seu,<br />Tocado do ar sem fragrância da brisa de qualquer céu.</b></i></p> <p><i>Fernando Pessoa</i></p><p><br /></p><p> <span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"> ... e o Verão finalmente chegou.</span><br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-494002593046489362?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-41589545597477339572010-02-17T22:44:00.002Z2010-02-17T22:45:53.261Zestá escuro.<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>está húmido.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>que barulho!!!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>acordo. acendo a luz do armário, acendo o aquecedor a óleo e tudo está bem, afinal.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-4158954559747733957?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-48805377619343208422010-02-08T17:29:00.002Z2010-02-08T17:35:14.032Zum monte de cabides que se apilavam há dias entre a ombreira da porta e a parede da direita do armário, caíram, finalmente.<div><br /></div><div>Já se percebia que tal ia passar. Porque é que só pensava neles como já tivessem caído? É que agora que já caíram, é como se nunca tivessem caído. Continuam perenemente quase a cair, já caídos, mas ainda nao.</div><div><br /></div><div>A imagem era a ideia, nao era o que era.</div><div><br /></div><div>Às vezes apetecia-me só conseguir ver o que se é. E nao o que será ou o que foi.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-4880537761934320842?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-37231233791737231752010-01-22T00:54:00.001Z2010-01-22T00:55:47.534Zouvi um suspiro?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-3723123379173723175?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ricashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03768916288721491988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-13343812848453015802009-12-10T17:22:00.003Z2009-12-10T17:32:11.944Zvêm de dentro, do fundo do meu armario. Define-se uma ponta na escuridão, mas logo se percebe que há um longo corpo que a segue. Puxo a ponta e o corpo todo mexe-se, desvela-se como um lençol branco escorregadio, formal sem elasticidade. E a tracção libera mais e mais extensão, e o corpo continua a expulsar-se igual, perene, formal.<br /><br />Exclamo: - 'eu consigo amarfanhar isto tudo aqui dentro?!'<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />O meu espanto nunca conseguiu ser suficiente para eu mudar a forma de mal-esconder o meu mundo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-1334381284845301580?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-76733399684551909612009-12-08T23:45:00.003Z2009-12-08T23:50:23.329ZA noite entrou de repente. Chegaste alvoraçada das compras, depois de um dia de trabalho. Penduras o casaco no armario, depois de pousares todos os sacos no chao, rolam 2 laranjas para debaixo da comoda do hall de entrada e finalmente vejo-te da cozinha.<div><div><br /></div><div>É bom quando chegas a casa. já tinha saudades tuas.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-7673339968455190961?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-56527050061131254732009-12-02T18:47:00.002Z2009-12-02T18:51:22.677Z<span style="font-size:78%;">e reparei numas gordas, com as quais concordei plenamente:</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">há de tudo e nada é como tu.</span><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-5652705006113125473?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-41148623621727085502009-11-15T20:24:00.002Z2009-11-15T20:27:47.556Zficou assim desde que se foi embora o que o habitava, o que lá vivia, o que o queria, aquele que não queria mais nada.<br /><br />fechou a porta e foi-se embora, só.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> ...que sorte que quando se fecha uma porta, abre-se u<span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">m</span>a janela.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-4114862362172708550?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-64385962417670097152009-10-25T16:08:00.001Z2009-10-25T16:08:58.334Z<div><object width="420" height="339"><param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x4nq99"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x4nq99" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="420" height="339" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"></embed></object><br /><b><a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x4nq99">#87.2 - YEASAYER - 2080</a></b><br /><i>by <a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/lablogotheque">lablogotheque</a></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-6438596241767009715?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ricashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03768916288721491988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-382879408809225612009-09-30T17:24:00.003+01:002009-09-30T17:26:16.660+01:00<div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RdyjGyUk7iU/SsOGhSx0GvI/AAAAAAAAABY/tAb_SMII_n4/s1600-h/mygirls.PNG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RdyjGyUk7iU/SsOGhSx0GvI/AAAAAAAAABY/tAb_SMII_n4/s320/mygirls.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387297485799824114" border="0" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-38287940880922561?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-43490056564740991722009-09-30T17:15:00.001+01:002009-09-30T17:15:47.908+01:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mqnxPX1cHbg&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mqnxPX1cHbg&hl=es&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-4349005656474099172?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-5522138891415792242009-09-30T14:00:00.002+01:002009-09-30T14:05:10.707+01:00<span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >quero-te agora, já, assim feliz, contente, aos saltos. Amanhã não sei se te quero já, agora não estou assim contente, tenho saltos, altos e baixos na minha felicidade.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />um interior tão montanhoso, ou infantil em algumas línguas, deixa-me perplexo hoje em dia. Estou calmo, contente, como inerte mas não é isso: só feliz e sem medo de te perder. não tenho medo de ti, já.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-552213889141579224?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-57972213673928445242009-09-25T15:31:00.002+01:002009-09-25T15:32:13.321+01:00<div style="text-align: right;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.myspace.com/noriggadji"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 293px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RdyjGyUk7iU/SrzUQnyLX_I/AAAAAAAAABQ/sivPETpvmRc/s320/verso1are1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385412636450709490" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">*-bom fim de semana!</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-5797221367392844524?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-83387568785177468382009-09-25T13:12:00.005+01:002009-09-25T13:57:22.210+01:00<div style="width: 300px; text-align: center;"><object width="300" height="110"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/mpNJgknRcW/aus=false/"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/mpNJgknRcW/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"></embed></object><div style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"><div style="padding: 4px 4px 0pt 0pt; float: left;"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/"><img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /></a></div><form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"><input name="EmbedSearchBox" type="text"><input value="Search" style="font-size: 12px;" type="submit"></form></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/eLu4-/music/PCgAgg7N/akronfamily-running-returning/">Running, Returning - Akron/Family</a><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">agora sim, é de ter inveja.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-8338756878517746838?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-12400261585584712972009-09-25T13:11:00.000+01:002009-09-25T13:12:17.420+01:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tf1mRxLOFpU&hl=es&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tf1mRxLOFpU&hl=es&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-1240026158558471297?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-68614379425289127422009-09-25T11:02:00.000+01:002009-09-25T11:03:18.547+01:00marcha corre salta pula<br />acerta o passo.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-6861437942528912742?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-69355153031275259952009-09-23T18:13:00.005+01:002009-09-25T11:05:15.062+01:00Pontapé na primeira folha de outono, pinto o céu<span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"> <span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);">azul</span> </span>de <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">amarelo</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">seco</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">descolorido</span> com cheiro a castanhas, água-pé, gorros quentinhos e pingas de chuva no cucuruto.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-6935515303127525995?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-37363757334030618322009-09-06T20:00:00.001+01:002009-09-06T20:00:29.010+01:00<object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kQ4qXMzpH-Y&hl=es&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kQ4qXMzpH-Y&hl=es&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-3736375733403061832?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-8087763136106520642009-09-04T10:39:00.001+01:002009-09-04T10:39:48.939+01:00<object width="400" height="238"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3814849&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=&amp;fullscreen=1" /><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3814849&amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;show_title=1&amp;show_byline=1&amp;show_portrait=0&amp;color=&amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="238"></embed></object><p><a href="http://vimeo.com/3814849">Sigur Ros - Við spilum endalaust - A Take Away Show</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/blogotheque">La Blogotheque</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com">Vimeo</a>.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-808776313610652064?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-89645848335052006112009-09-01T14:22:00.000+01:002009-09-01T14:23:52.592+01:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5J-WpgOzW9A&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5J-WpgOzW9A&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-8964584833505200611?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-2330504160998729402009-08-31T20:52:00.003+01:002009-08-31T21:00:22.820+01:00Queria estar dentro do armário, quieto sem me mover, em silêncio, de cabeça entre as pernas, as mãos nos joelhos, o rabo no chão de madeira empoeirada. É tão comfortável e agradável se o comparo com a excitação que vai para aqui no meu coração, que não parece que salta, parece um foguete que não vai parar não, porque vai entrar em órbita perenemente em movimento detrás de alguma constelação...<br /><br />Dá um medo incrível, este querer-te tanto. Mas digo cá para os meus botões: de que me vale viver sem arriscar sentir esta alegria assim aqui, tão dentro do meu coração?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-233050416099872940?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-31415113005628642392009-08-31T17:01:00.001+01:002009-08-31T17:03:00.997+01:00<object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GxhaRgJUMl8&hl=es&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GxhaRgJUMl8&hl=es&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zol2MJf6XNE&hl=es&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zol2MJf6XNE&hl=es&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-3141511300562864239?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-59159622742536736762009-08-28T18:01:00.004+01:002009-08-28T18:17:48.958+01:00Respir<span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >A</span> fundo e sente o <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">M</span></span>undo n<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">O</span></span>vo sair <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">-</span></span> de dentro de mim -vibran<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">TE</span></span>,de <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">C</span></span>ores vivas e eléctricas, s<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">O</span></span>b u<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">M</span></span> céu azul de verã<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">O</span></span>. Inspi<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">R</span></span>o <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">E</span></span> expiro <span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">S</span></span>em pensar, a função biológica só quis poupar o trabalho e a Criação viu-o como um ser su<span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >P</span>erior. Assim mesmo... um dia tentei suster a resp<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">I</span></span>ração pa<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">R</span></span>a sempre e clar<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">O</span></span>,<br />quase morri.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-5915962274253673676?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-46328003815190701382009-08-24T04:33:00.002+01:002009-08-24T04:47:23.604+01:00Três passos carregam-me até à janela.<br />Suspiro com o burburinho de uma cidade que dorme, sentindo o calmo respirar da noite entrando pela janela aberta. A janela aberta encerra o eu fechado. Não quero sair. Quero entrar. A noite é escura, iluminada pelo burburinho da cidade que dorme. Olho, apagando o burburinho da cidade que dorme, com o vazio que procura entrar. Entrou. Não quer sair.<br /><br />Olho o burburinho de uma cidade que dorme, mas que vai acordar.<br /><br />Três passos carregam-me até ao armário. Quero entrar.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-4632800381519070138?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ricashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03768916288721491988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-34547181206561090052009-07-23T21:12:00.000+01:002009-07-23T21:13:11.555+01:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w6l8zrsf4LY&hl=es&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w6l8zrsf4LY&hl=es&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-3454718120656109005?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-65846085379157167502009-07-19T19:57:00.004+01:002009-07-19T20:06:26.967+01:00PUM -<span style="font-style: italic;"> tornei a levantar-me de repente dentro do armário.</span><br /><br />PRIIIIIIIM-PRATUM - <span style="font-style: italic;">sacudi o cabelo com as mãos e derrubei todos os cabides.</span><br /><br />CLIC-PÁS -<span style="font-style: italic;"> puxei a corda da luz e em vez de encender-se, explodiu!</span><br /><br />TOC TOC - <span style="font-style: italic;">alguém bate à porta do meu armário.</span><br /><br />iiiiiiiii - <span style="font-style: italic;">abro a porta</span><br /><br />AH... MMMMM - <span style="font-style: italic;">era o meu amor para uns beijos no escurinho...com amassos!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-6584608537915716750?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-76673007021044823012009-07-14T22:49:00.001+01:002009-07-16T13:28:28.673+01:00<div style="text-align: right;">Quem diria,</div><div style="text-align: right;">Que um dia,</div><div style="text-align: right;">Voltava a ver Raquel</div><div style="text-align: right;">Fiquei parado e pouco lhe falei...</div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">Ha quanto tempo nao te via</div><div style="text-align: right;">Julguei até ja ter estancado a hemorragia</div><div style="text-align: right;">Mas ao que eu vejo que o tempo nao passou..</div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">Como era bom, contar-te o que eu sentia</div><div style="text-align: right;">Mas vejo que a conversa vai ficar para outro dia,</div><div style="text-align: right;">Por agora só me sai:</div><div style="text-align: right;">Raquel</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-7667300702104482301?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-37915166056675240442009-06-25T12:22:00.001+01:002009-06-25T12:22:42.164+01:00I'm so hungry!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-3791516605667524044?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-2118207584043906632009-06-22T20:48:00.004+01:002009-06-22T21:03:15.676+01:00and all together just seem a big, fat, heavy mountain.<br /><br />Better off to take them out, clean it really well (be honest, you won't put that funny short top again!) and enjoy all the littlest things that can fit in your closet.<br /><br />and again<br /><br />and again<br /> <br /><br />and again<br /><br /><br /><br />and...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-211820758404390663?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-12875708763846254132009-06-22T08:45:00.002+01:002009-06-22T08:52:07.615+01:00barely crawling!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-1287570876384625413?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-79423500818676879402009-06-21T17:19:00.003+01:002009-06-21T17:22:13.462+01:00Não consigo pensar com a música a tocar; o meu ego não me deixa escrever se estou a dar atenção aos ouvidos.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-7942350081867687940?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-18546162962961082452008-10-05T20:27:00.000+01:002008-10-05T20:28:46.157+01:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ijOv5QoTfLY&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ijOv5QoTfLY&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-1854616296296108245?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-78877218192274795192008-10-04T09:13:00.002+01:002008-10-04T09:14:56.356+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RdyjGyUk7iU/SOcl-A64_BI/AAAAAAAAAA0/VqOdzHriFxw/s1600-h/IMG_4209.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RdyjGyUk7iU/SOcl-A64_BI/AAAAAAAAAA0/VqOdzHriFxw/s320/IMG_4209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253209237680094226" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-7887721819227479519?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-84904725349121057032008-09-29T08:54:00.000+01:002008-09-29T08:55:34.355+01:00O que é indispensável no vosso armário?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-8490472534912105703?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-66128472386151867062008-07-11T20:19:00.002+01:002008-07-11T20:25:15.143+01:00Já fazia dias (meses) que tinha entrado num estado de inconsciência. Agora parece que era o mais natural: a melhor maneira do tempo passar um bocadinho mais depressa.<br /><br />O problema é que quando acordei, tudo estava na mesma, o sonho não tinha resolvido a realidade.<br /><br /><br /> ...e agora?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-6612847238615186706?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-43274972083496129692008-05-28T14:21:00.001+01:002008-05-28T14:23:50.235+01:00-'há que tempos que não me metia dentro do armário.'<br /><br />Levantei-me e dei com a cabeça no tecto!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-4327497208349612969?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-71797046240713221742008-05-21T06:38:00.001+01:002008-05-21T06:38:21.922+01:00is there anybody out there?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-7179704624071322174?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>purpurinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11015732414318907843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-7341895230599077792008-05-12T11:11:00.002+01:002008-05-12T11:16:44.740+01:00<div align="justify">está na altura de embebedar os cobertores com sol. pendurá-los na varanda durante horas e dobrá-los ainda quentes - guardando o cheiro dos dias luminosos para nos sorrir o quarto quando o inverno de novo os libertar do armário.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-734189523059907779?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>purpurinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11015732414318907843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-46392987132735809992007-11-23T21:40:00.000Z2007-11-23T21:46:15.634Zse tiverem de escolher uma coisa indispensável na vossa casa, o que é?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-4639298713273580999?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ricashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03768916288721491988noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-5446776858461141012007-10-30T12:15:00.001Z2007-10-30T12:18:09.724Z<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.vicks.com/"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3TBP6g0avTQ/RycglPrCJzI/AAAAAAAAAQE/VClUZ28C3vM/s400/contraatosse.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127102525018875698" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-544677685846114101?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>purpurinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11015732414318907843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-40081899190370890022007-10-26T21:57:00.000+01:002008-01-07T02:20:39.848Zentretanto fiquei com tosse...<br /><br />peguei num cobertor, um qualquer com uns buracos e que estava para ali abandonado perto de uns destroços de um armário (ou seriam destroços de uma sala?) mas não senti calor nenhum.<br /><br />que estranho, pensei eu, deve ser dos buracos. deitei-me então à procura de uma frincha, aquela que convidava um gelado e muito muito muito ligeiro frio a entrar. procurei, eu, mas não encontrei. de nada servia aquele cobertor.<br /><br />então amachuquei-o num rodopio de movimentos frenéticos e sem qualquer sentido senão o de transformar o cobertor numa bola à minha volta, apertada e aconchegante. enrolei e apertei. enrolei-me e apertei-me... ah, agora sim, está bem quentinho, disse eu, mas baixinho. só não vi mais os destroços do armário (ou da sala?). não sei, mas este amarelo todo à minha volta é bem quentinho, pensei eu.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-4008189919037089002?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ricashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03768916288721491988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-59649141804788002052007-10-25T19:52:00.000+01:002007-10-25T20:04:16.715+01:00<div style="text-align: justify;">peguei no primeiro cobertor que encontrei e desdobrei-o duma vez. o movimento foi rápido demais para o silêncio do roupeiro: desequilibrei-me com o susto e adormeci. quando voltei a abrir os olhos, peguei no cobertor com as duas mãos e, de braços bem esticados, espreitei pelos buracos. senti no rosto o vento das asas das borboletas que se escapavam por uma frincha da porta deixando um rasto de naftalina no mundo.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">tens de aproveitar o espaço entre as ausências de tecido para te aqueceres. é o que eu faço.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-5964914180478800205?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>purpurinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11015732414318907843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-46077999954865924682007-10-25T18:24:00.001+01:002007-10-25T18:30:52.819+01:00estou a pingar do nariz... tens um cobertor a mais?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-4607799995486592468?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ricashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03768916288721491988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-36980363508803272442007-10-25T13:48:00.001+01:002007-10-25T20:07:16.699+01:00quero enrolar-me num canto e ficar aí; no escuro, junto dos cobertores e das traças.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-3698036350880327244?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>purpurinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11015732414318907843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-17272911027451370692007-10-16T17:51:00.000+01:002007-10-16T17:53:34.040+01:00what a nice day insideout.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-1727291102745137069?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-13567826120760996972007-10-09T21:38:00.000+01:002007-10-09T21:40:22.581+01:00... now that I'm officially unemployed!<br />And it's great!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-1356782612076099697?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Metelohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06363945770210468895noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-62878801875775498132007-09-26T22:23:00.000+01:002007-09-26T22:29:40.301+01:00<span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Tenho frio nos pés...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-6287880187577549813?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ricashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03768916288721491988noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-6184151032493741302007-09-23T08:55:00.000+01:002007-09-23T09:02:31.112+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RdyjGyUk7iU/RvYdZy4NR1I/AAAAAAAAAAk/0C33DlLe_PM/s1600-h/couple.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RdyjGyUk7iU/RvYdZy4NR1I/AAAAAAAAAAk/0C33DlLe_PM/s320/couple.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113306755917236050" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: right;">... at least until the subway doors opened again!<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-618415103249374130?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-25301400217245394472007-09-05T20:47:00.000+01:002007-09-05T20:48:46.528+01:00Still in the closet... but it's defenetly a good night to be here, as in 3 days I'll be under the sun in wonderful Lisboa!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-2530140021724539447?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Metelohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06363945770210468895noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-49494109746634113892007-09-05T08:56:00.000+01:002007-09-05T09:01:53.660+01:00I took my favourite dress from my closet and when I put it on it wasn't my favourite dress anymore.<br />The problem is that I don't know anymore what are my favourite things to dress or to do, or to see...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-4949410974663411389?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-37988925631952617392007-08-29T15:35:00.000+01:002007-08-29T15:37:12.635+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RdyjGyUk7iU/RtWEfY8G3YI/AAAAAAAAAAc/P1z_GwBV1W8/s1600-h/map.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RdyjGyUk7iU/RtWEfY8G3YI/AAAAAAAAAAc/P1z_GwBV1W8/s400/map.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104131427499695490" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-3798892563195261739?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-81150538099883065642007-08-27T14:07:00.000+01:002007-08-27T14:08:39.237+01:00Lot's of pictures of whom want to break free from inside the closet!<br /><a href="http://www.woophy.com/map/index.php">Here</a>.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-8115053809988306564?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-36390505977665503732007-08-20T10:04:00.000+01:002007-08-20T10:11:11.947+01:00This vacations I went to visit the Coliseum itself (well, me and my one million tourist friends) and just imagining people fighting with beasts, while people cheering up... really hard to <span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;" ><a href="http://www.toros.com/fotos/42a.jpg">imagine</a></span>.<br /><br /><br />p.s.- go and visit it!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-3639050597766550373?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-55092217245481757082007-08-17T08:46:00.000+01:002007-08-17T08:50:27.237+01:00<a href="http://www.festamajordegracia.cat/files/images/1998.preview.jpg">atchim.</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-5509221724548175708?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-35115945239301380012007-08-13T14:41:00.000+01:002007-08-13T14:45:07.882+01:00<span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> I don't miss you anymore, Unless the moonlight's grey, Or on a stogy night, I just might miss you</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> A little bit</span><br /> <br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> I don't miss you anymore, Unless it's a cloudy day, Or if the sun shines bright, I just might miss you</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> Not in there</span><br /> <br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> I don't miss you, Unill the morning fills the air, Or the afternoon is fair, Or the evening light is barely there</span><br /> <br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> I don't miss you, And you know is not a lie, Unless the moon is floating high above the perfect midnight sky</span><br /> <br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> I don't miss you anymore, Unless i close my eyes</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> or especially open wide,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> I see i miss you every day.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">saudades de lis.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-3511594523930138001?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-50698969957183847352007-08-10T10:06:00.000+01:002007-08-10T10:07:22.728+01:00It's so hard being back in the closet after the Great Britain Beer Festival...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-5069896995718384735?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Metelohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06363945770210468895noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-38593083447385798302007-08-08T18:16:00.000+01:002007-08-08T18:17:44.261+01:00I'm just about to leave the closet and go for a cold beer under the Sun!<br />Yes, it is Sunny outside! The Summer has arrived!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-3859308344738579830?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Metelohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06363945770210468895noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-21265613225771873142007-08-07T13:22:00.001+01:002007-08-07T13:23:11.641+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RdyjGyUk7iU/RrhkIexLcDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bfX3dQzpM68/s1600-h/lie.PNG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RdyjGyUk7iU/RrhkIexLcDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/bfX3dQzpM68/s320/lie.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095933075230781490" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-2126561322577187314?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-4684123984313110512007-08-07T13:12:00.001+01:002007-08-07T13:18:57.794+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RdyjGyUk7iU/Rrhh9OxLcCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4lgA0Ym_wo/s1600-h/mikado.PNG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 364px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RdyjGyUk7iU/Rrhh9OxLcCI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4lgA0Ym_wo/s320/mikado.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095930682933997602" border="0" /></a><br />Bought a lovely painting from David Schnell.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">...shame i don't have any light inside my closet.</span><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-468412398431311051?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-80631179312693091142007-08-06T09:44:00.000+01:002007-08-06T09:48:23.929+01:00Is it normal?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-8063117931269309114?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-68168629397836072032007-08-01T20:34:00.000+01:002007-08-01T20:36:41.582+01:00The Sun is finally shining inside the closet!<br />:-D<br /><br />...though it's actually already night and I am still here...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-6816862939783607203?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Metelohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06363945770210468895noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-20809396156305303942007-07-27T17:55:00.001+01:002007-07-27T17:55:43.958+01:00I just go out of my closet to go on vacations!<br />iupi<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-2080939615630530394?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-47348898720051619322007-07-27T08:56:00.001+01:002007-07-27T08:58:06.072+01:00Why do we keep socks that we don't use anymore in the back of our drawers?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-4734889872005161932?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-36896686041564345102007-07-26T11:51:00.000+01:002007-08-06T09:44:42.305+01:00I must remeber to do not open my umbrella inside my closet.<br />Gives bad luck!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-3689668604156434510?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-1086591716700338432007-07-26T09:51:00.000+01:002007-07-26T09:53:57.600+01:00This is really a nice closet!<br />Because the air-conditioning is not working it gets nice and warm in such cold winter-like mornings<br />...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-108659171670033843?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Metelohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06363945770210468895noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-58266636124029699102007-07-25T18:59:00.000+01:002007-07-25T19:00:27.246+01:00Where can we get some food around here?<br />I'm starving!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-5826663612402969910?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Metelohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06363945770210468895noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-9880929355545841922007-07-25T16:07:00.000+01:002007-07-25T16:13:54.799+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Ugnx0TCk4/Rqdood3T4kI/AAAAAAAAAAU/-OguMDA1KtY/s1600-h/closetdoor.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j8Ugnx0TCk4/Rqdood3T4kI/AAAAAAAAAAU/-OguMDA1KtY/s320/closetdoor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091152948186309186" border="0" /></a><br /><br />knock knock...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-988092935554584192?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Isabelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14842707828129298832noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-44800493804360291122007-07-25T13:15:00.000+01:002007-07-25T13:20:32.684+01:00<span class="txt_1"><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-4480049380436029112?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-19329608163588902012007-07-25T12:12:00.000+01:002007-07-25T12:16:51.567+01:00aos três anos já tinha dois metros e dez e não cabia no armário. ficava com torcicolos.<br /><br />passou a vendar-se com uma camisa velha do pai e enfiava bolas de naftalina à vez pelas narinas.<br /><br />resultou durante duas semanas. depois começou a ter medo do escuro.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-1932960816358890201?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>purpurinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11015732414318907843noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-53944192416550899372007-07-25T10:55:00.000+01:002007-07-25T10:58:21.987+01:00you don't need to wear sunglasses after a long night!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-5394419241655089937?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Metelohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06363945770210468895noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-42964209556578660182007-07-24T13:58:00.000+01:002007-07-24T14:02:16.735+01:00Sunny rain,<br /> Rainy Sun<br /><br />flooding, I hear...<br />Good the closet's on a hill!<br /><br />Ups! Ja meti agua!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-4296420955657866018?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Metelohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06363945770210468895noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-39490682806838178202007-07-24T13:57:00.000+01:002007-07-24T13:58:14.904+01:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-3949068280683817820?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Metelohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06363945770210468895noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-55164989440377884542007-07-24T10:29:00.000+01:002007-07-24T10:42:56.592+01:00you can just think about what are you going to cook for supper.<br /><br />the other great thing is that you have all your jackets and shoes right next to you.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-5516498944037788454?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-20352349083539878472007-07-24T10:25:00.001+01:002007-07-24T10:25:26.251+01:00it's kinda dark here.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-2035234908353987847?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3097428965497322435.post-71673343393034820122007-07-24T10:15:00.000+01:002007-07-24T10:25:39.842+01:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3097428965497322435-7167334339303482012?l=nicedayinsidethecloset.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>custódianoreply@blogger.com0