<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:52:52.971-03:00</updated><title type='text'>jam sessions</title><subtitle type='html'>doses controladas</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>261</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-109771980155046173</id><published>2004-10-14T00:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T23:10:01.550-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AND THIS IS THE STORY OF HOW SHE BECAME STRONG</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/109771980155046173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/109771980155046173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2004_10_10_archive.html#109771980155046173' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-107713691652033753</id><published>2004-02-18T17:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T17:43:51.590-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>to drink or not to drinkthis is the question</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/107713691652033753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/107713691652033753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107713691652033753' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-107655233875857888</id><published>2004-02-12T00:18:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T00:20:47.233-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>então...me falta tempo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/107655233875857888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/107655233875857888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107655233875857888' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-107371579351547714</id><published>2004-01-10T04:23:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T04:24:39.873-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>e apaguei um post, sim. quem leu, leu. quem não leu, não leu.achou bobagem o joguinho com palavras acima? pura lógica aristotélica, meu bem, 2+2=4.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/107371579351547714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/107371579351547714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107371579351547714' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-107371558992292375</id><published>2004-01-10T04:19:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T04:28:09.856-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dor de cabeça do inferno!tanto pra escrever e tão pouco tempo!sei lá quantas noites já virei pra dar conta de tudo...lembro de já ter traduzido texto em computador no chão e de costa quebrada às 6 da manhã... mas há um certo prazer em funcionar sob pressão, não há? deve haver. quem passa por situações semelhantes já deve ter pensado sobre isso. algumas entrevistas que editei e traduzi em </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/107371558992292375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/107371558992292375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107371558992292375' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-107050013453389076</id><published>2003-12-03T23:08:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T23:10:17.903-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok!olá minhas flores e minhas ervas-daninhas!http://www.fotolog.net/jamsessions[]s</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/107050013453389076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/107050013453389076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_11_30_archive.html#107050013453389076' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106987107225363606</id><published>2003-11-26T16:24:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T16:25:03.983-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>senhor. m.h., eu dasein devo estar com metade do corpo submerso nas coisas do mundo, oscilando entre alienação e angústia em buscar da libertação do meu serrrr.pois é: estou aqui pensando que esse blog é uma merda e que não tenho tempo pra escrever muito aqui.pffffffffffffffff.greve?não-greve?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106987107225363606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106987107225363606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106987107225363606' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106979337755954085</id><published>2003-11-25T18:49:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T18:53:42.890-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT DETROIT</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106979337755954085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106979337755954085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106979337755954085' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106890755370962053</id><published>2003-11-15T12:45:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T12:46:14.216-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>steve reich - music for marcel duchampantes tava ouvindo o rhythmogenesis do MRI... adoro!ontem fui ao show da menina da lua com a bee. foi bem gostoso. a acústica do teatro guaíra é ótima. não quero muito comentar o show em si agora.depois que minha ficha começou a cair em relação a como vão ficar as coisas ano que vem, fiquei meio pra baixo. mas é isso aí, agora é abstrair e seguir em </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106890755370962053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106890755370962053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106890755370962053' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106883776069583728</id><published>2003-11-14T17:22:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-14T17:23:00.576-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sutekh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!maria rita!!!!!!!!!!quero vocês.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106883776069583728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106883776069583728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106883776069583728' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106874584151725537</id><published>2003-11-13T15:50:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-13T15:54:34.560-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>quero achar outro restaurante bacana perto da praça osório que aceite visa.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106874584151725537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106874584151725537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106874584151725537' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106866898503329218</id><published>2003-11-12T18:29:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-12T18:34:12.660-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tá queeenteoooorra, tá foda! acabo de tomar meu terceiro banho em 4 horas e de meter a cabeça dentro do congelador, após pegar uns cubos de gelo pra chupar. assim não dá pra escrever. curitiba instável.ontem assisti a estranha família de igby (igby goes down). recomendo! queria contar porque indico, mas esse calor me desanima. fica pra depois.acontecimento fantástico do dia: após almoçar no</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106866898503329218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106866898503329218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106866898503329218' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106815960154478965</id><published>2003-11-06T21:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T21:02:12.650-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tá frrrriograças! finalmente consegui responder boa parte dos e-mails e terminei de escrever a maior parte do que tinha que escrever. tipo 60%, mas já é alguma coisa. a louca quer abraçar o mundo com os braços e as pernas. dá nisso.hoje ligamos para o (41) 3247070 e pedimos uma "refeição prática e saborosa" - suggus. peixe, arroz e salada. foi tão bom. recomendo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106815960154478965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106815960154478965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106815960154478965' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106806912833822716</id><published>2003-11-05T19:52:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T19:52:06.186-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>porra, tem alguém ligando pra cá pra casa e desligando na minha cara.quem é? quem é?torço pra que seja alguém que goste de mim, porque não estou precisando de quem não gosta. especialmente agora.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106806912833822716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106806912833822716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106806912833822716' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106806820626369366</id><published>2003-11-05T19:36:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T19:36:44.306-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cefaliv, vioxx, biprofenid, biofenac di,funcionem! me tirem desse estado!in the beggining there was jackin the end there was jackand jack had a fucking massive grooveit fucked you up and downnow there's only dust left</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106806820626369366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106806820626369366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106806820626369366' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106788526696544096</id><published>2003-11-03T16:47:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T16:50:06.833-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>desabafo em automático:queria que existisse alguma água que me limpasse do passadoacabo de apagar os e-mails e as fotos e espero logo apagar essa breve e intensa históriamas meu coração está funcionandodeve estar ficando cada vez mais flexívelou estou entorpecida por sonoou a falta de memória me protegeou a lembrança de beijos insanos em outras pessoas e a lembrança de conversas com </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106788526696544096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106788526696544096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106788526696544096' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106645298544827595</id><published>2003-10-18T01:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-10-18T01:56:25.643-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ai, so' dormindo mesmo. daqui a pouco nossa visita chega. acho que sera' divertido.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106645298544827595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106645298544827595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106645298544827595' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106643003323156812</id><published>2003-10-17T19:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T19:34:22.553-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>muita coisa acontece em um mesfiquei muito feliz porque minha querida amiga naokinho nakamura esta' em sao paulo.me encantei e me desencantei e me encantei e me desencantei com alguem, e agora so' quero nao pensar mais nisso.ouvi que levo o registro da obra do arnaldo antunes no corpo (essa foi melhor ainda do que ouvir que "vida" e' pra homenagear a cadela da gisele bundchen)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106643003323156812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106643003323156812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106643003323156812' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106619131168739282</id><published>2003-10-15T01:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T01:15:11.643-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>como esta' frio!olha, ir 'a C&amp;A novamente me deixou pra baixo.4 pessoas me perguntaram se eu ja' tinha cartao C&amp;A.eu ja' estava respondendo NAO com uma expressao agressiva.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106619131168739282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106619131168739282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106619131168739282' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106564634412917703</id><published>2003-10-08T17:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-10-08T17:52:24.346-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>banalidadese logo agora que eu estava até contente, resolvo tomar vioxx, azitromicina e velamox em um intervalo de 2 horas, pra tentar curar uma forte dor de garganta que já dura alguns dias... fiquei com febre, obvio, foi pior. devia ter passado na farmácia e pego uma simples caixa de cepacaína, teria dado melhor resultado. e hoje ainda tenho que escrever sobre os conceitos de lei no digesto do</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106564634412917703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106564634412917703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106564634412917703' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106540974432731891</id><published>2003-10-06T00:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-10-06T00:09:04.323-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sozinha em casa, a tevê está no chão e estou me sentindo uma idiota. instabilidade feminina?acabo de comer um melão quase inteiro sozinha, foi jantar de um dia sem almoço. não li 1/3 do que queria ler, não escrevi o que tinha que escrever e o fantasma do bloqueio criativo parece não ser definitivamente um fantasma. que puxa.mas o senhor jesus será comigo e eu darei risada disso tudo daqui a 24 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106540974432731891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106540974432731891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106540974432731891' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106487465749879410</id><published>2003-09-29T19:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-29T19:30:57.210-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>grandes e pequenas revolucoes pessoais.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106487465749879410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106487465749879410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_09_28_archive.html#106487465749879410' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106393328342159923</id><published>2003-09-18T22:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-18T22:26:56.306-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"se voces querem justica, vao estudar sociologia. esse curso e' tecnicista por excelencia, e' legalista. aqui nao se busca justica"sr. idealismo, insisto, nao me abandone....sempre elogiei a fnac. so' que eles pousaram uma mosca na minha sopa.ontem recebi o livro positivismo no brasil - 200 anos de augusto comte com a capa toda riscada por uma caneta azul. ja' nao bastava o livro ser </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106393328342159923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106393328342159923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_09_14_archive.html#106393328342159923' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106393173769343070</id><published>2003-09-18T21:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-18T21:52:06.460-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>serie falaciasX texto e' creditado a luis fernando verissimo.Y texto e' creditado a luis fernando verissimo.Z texto e' creditado a luis fernando verissimo."N" textos sao creditados a luis fernando verissimo.logo, todos os textos do mundo sao de autoria de luis fernando verissimo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106393173769343070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106393173769343070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_09_14_archive.html#106393173769343070' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106323507774105403</id><published>2003-09-10T20:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T20:04:37.760-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>um dos meus DJs preferidos em curitiba, e eu nao sei se quero ir ou se prefiro ficar em casa lendo manual de economia politica atual.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106323507774105403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106323507774105403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_09_07_archive.html#106323507774105403' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106289526165361579</id><published>2003-09-06T21:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-06T21:41:01.600-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>quero agradecer 'a nossa cultura por produzir filmes pessimos que nos oferecem deliciosos momentos de ignorancia. obrigada.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106289526165361579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106289526165361579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106289526165361579' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106289524932744581</id><published>2003-09-06T21:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-06T21:43:09.103-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>inicio de setembro de 2003, muitas dores nas costas e muita leitura. redefinicao de prioridades e cansaco de uma penca de coisas. pouca paciencia. velhice precoce, talvez?ultimos filmes vistosaleijadinhoRUIM.sinta medo do audio, da continuidade, de atuacoes ruins.bom, pra mostrar que nao sou tao chata, merito anotado - boa atuacao do carlos vereza como claudio manoel da costa.dois </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106289524932744581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106289524932744581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106289524932744581' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106202394230720761</id><published>2003-08-27T19:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T20:01:17.186-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mais musicahoje na radio ganhei um cdzinho duplo da planet V e o slanted and enchanted, do pavement, cedido pela trama. fiquei bem contente com o do pavement, uma coisa boa pra lembrar dessa semana que tem me agradado pouco. trabalhamos no programa e tive uma conversa bacana com o pako sobre lee perry, augustus pablo, dub em geral. e basic channel.tenho que escrever um texto sobre reforma </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106202394230720761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106202394230720761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106202394230720761' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106158441736230847</id><published>2003-08-22T17:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-22T17:33:37.300-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>muita gente falando em punk funk, mas ha' tempos o the clash ja' tinha enxergado essa fusao...talvez seja so' o desenvolvimento da coisa.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106158441736230847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106158441736230847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106158441736230847' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106158381047218272</id><published>2003-08-22T17:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-22T17:23:30.456-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>palavras pelo quartopedroso de moraestdkweberhortelãconsuma produtos ecologicosakufenfeio, forte e formalus roboticsa verdade e as formas juridicasfaculdade de direito de curitibamyke parson (sic)drink f-com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106158381047218272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106158381047218272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106158381047218272' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106158301062437134</id><published>2003-08-22T17:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-22T17:10:10.680-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>uma das coisas mais chatas e' ir ao cartorio.SACO!...33 graus em curitibainteressante, nao? nem parece a cidade da semana passada. frrrrio. ferias pro aquecedor.engracado que nos ultimos dias voce acorda, esta 5 graus. ao meio-dia, 25. cidade temperamental....a biblioteca publica de curitiba e' do caralho!o mural de eventos deles tambem!...ressucitando harthouse....psychobilly is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106158301062437134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106158301062437134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106158301062437134' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106134893294644229</id><published>2003-08-20T00:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-20T00:08:52.993-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a dica culinaria do momento e' o risoto milanes da maggi.comprei isso ha uns 8 anos e fiz, e nunca mais achei. acho que nunca mais procurei tambem, por folga. nem lembro se a marca era maggi. foi uma das grandes experiencias da minha vida paladar.o fato e' que essa semana comemos e estava otimo. e' essencial seguir as instrucoes de colocar uma colher de margarina e queijo ralado quando estiver </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106134893294644229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106134893294644229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106134893294644229' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106134850578741340</id><published>2003-08-20T00:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-20T00:01:45.680-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alias, agora me sinto ainda mais boba por ter esperado anos pra entrar em uma auto-escola.mal necessario.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106134850578741340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106134850578741340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106134850578741340' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106134826813322009</id><published>2003-08-19T23:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-19T23:57:47.986-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>computador de volta,lan houses, nao mais.por um bom tempo.e e' tanto e-mail a responder que quase nao da' tempo de mais nada. tenho que fazer um fichamento de um texto bobo de economia politica e interpretar 'o alienista' 'a luz do positivismo. tudo bem facil, ainda bem; o processo tem que seguir o ritmo da regeneracao de alguns dos meus componentes cerebrais.teclado com a configuracao </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106134826813322009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106134826813322009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106134826813322009' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106114865215959692</id><published>2003-08-17T16:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-17T16:30:52.206-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o nando reis estava lá na rádio, e destratou uma fã. nossa, peguei um abuso da cara dele! a moça tinha feito até escova, tadinha. o cabelo ficou até cheio de pontas quebradas, tadinha. levou os dois filhos, levou umas fotos que tinha feito de um show anterior dele, levou uma máquina fotográfica que pretendia usar pra bater uma foto junto com ele. estava tremendo e ele não deu a mínima, saiu </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106114865215959692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106114865215959692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106114865215959692' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106114829605124366</id><published>2003-08-17T16:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-17T16:25:12.123-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ainda com o computador sem funcionar, mas já na assistência técnica.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106114829605124366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106114829605124366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_08_17_archive.html#106114829605124366' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106029904442899867</id><published>2003-08-07T20:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-07T20:30:44.476-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>protesto em forma de relatoBUCETA, VAGINA etc.: não!foi terça-feira - estava eu andando lenta e pensativa pela XV, por volta das 7:30 da manhã, indo para a faculdade. de repente, um senhor de uns 50 anos passa e fala baixinho no meu ouvido esquerdo: BUCETA. um BUCETA sonoro. não satisfeito, hoje o acaso promoveu um encontro meu com outro senhor, que soltou um patético VAGINA. isso nunca tinha </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106029904442899867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106029904442899867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#106029904442899867' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106022355453749969</id><published>2003-08-06T23:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-06T23:32:34.516-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>musiquinhas do diafunk, house, technophonogenic aka tuomas salmela - generations [jesper dahlback remix]phonogenic aka tuomas salmela - togethathe absolute family - interfreaksjori hulkonnen - we are rising sunpascal FEOS - subsonic progressionderrick carter - squaredancinginland knights - gonna waitstefan goldmann - truefred wesley &amp; jb's - doing it to deathsubhead - black forest </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106022355453749969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106022355453749969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#106022355453749969' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106022251665406972</id><published>2003-08-06T23:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-06T23:19:59.743-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"essas leis, que aqui tentamos adivinhar, talvez não existam de maneira alguma"[f. k. em sobre a questão das leis]há alguns anos li isso, que confirmou a base de alguns pensamentos. hoje faço nova leitura, uma leitura pós-porra louca. continuo concordando, e quero continuar concordando. só espero nunca mais esquecer do valor de sistematizar. não é muito irônico uma pessoa passar anos </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106022251665406972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106022251665406972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#106022251665406972' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-106022128143120836</id><published>2003-08-06T22:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-06T22:54:41.293-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>é impressionante como os livros são mais caros na saraiva do que na fnac... saraiva só em necessidade extrema, quando a fnac não tem o livro.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106022128143120836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/106022128143120836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#106022128143120836' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-105970682188364945</id><published>2003-08-01T00:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-01T01:56:44.643-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>continuando,sinta agora o paralelo com os monocromos,"this sensation of the total freedom of pure sensible space exerted such a force of attraction over me that i painted monochrome surfaces in order to see, to SEE with my own eyes, what was visible in the absolute. i did not consider these attempts as one of the period's pictorial possibilities until the day, about a year later, when i said: "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105970682188364945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105970682188364945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105970682188364945' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-105970600492426795</id><published>2003-07-31T23:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-01T01:51:04.920-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>y.k.uma nota rápidaestava pensando sobre ele. mas não quero falar agora dos pincéis humanos, nem dos monocromos, embora me interessem e me fascinem também. eu estava pensando mesmo no salto no vazio, um auto-retrato dele. nem vou falar da alusão futurista à então nova condição humana de despredimento da terra, do homem assimilando a possibilidade de se libertar das leis da gravidade. quero </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105970600492426795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105970600492426795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105970600492426795' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-105952135608274112</id><published>2003-07-29T20:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-29T20:29:16.060-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>não sei se estão sabendo, mas há algum tempo entrou no ar o release que escrevi para duas lêndeas apocalípticas adoráveis. também tem a versão em inglês, que deve ser divulgada em breve.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105952135608274112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105952135608274112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105952135608274112' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-105951910784824187</id><published>2003-07-29T19:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-29T20:01:16.066-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>comunicado número 8952759decidi que, a partir de hoje, além de cara-de-pau, consumidora de suco de melão, fã de carl craig, bauhaus e da fantine do rouge, sou compositora de letras de booty techno. devo dizer que é uma atividade extremamente desgastante, coloca toda a minha erudição à prova. gratificante, mesmo assim. confira minha primeira peça. "pump your ass if you wanna be rich"work itgo</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105951910784824187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105951910784824187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105951910784824187' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-105942556634271537</id><published>2003-07-28T17:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-28T17:52:46.190-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>. .   . .  . . 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type='text'></title><summary type='text'>conclusões (confirmações empíricas) dos últimos diasa maior: é muito distante a idéia que você tem de quem você é da idéia que as pessoas tem de você.outra: amigos, muito poucos. indiferentes, muitos.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105942523198303378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105942523198303378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105942523198303378' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-105942466473621926</id><published>2003-07-28T17:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-28T17:37:44.646-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>novo programa do recém-fundado ministério da contra-saúdeEMAGREÇA FUMANDO</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105942466473621926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105942466473621926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105942466473621926' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-105900784416164695</id><published>2003-07-23T21:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-08-07T20:53:53.080-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lugares idos e coisas feitashoje chegou a segunda temporada completa de sex and the city na saraiva do shopping crystal, mas ainda está cara. dá pra comprar mais barato pela internet, mesmo com frete.peguei uns CDs virgens e um CD de primórdios do hip hop da rhino, que tem clássicos como 'the breaks' do kurtis blow e 'rapper's delight' do sugarhill gang.assistimos 'a viagem de chihiro' </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105900784416164695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105900784416164695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105900784416164695' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-105900583447886879</id><published>2003-07-23T21:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-23T21:27:10.663-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>palavras pelo quartofósforos paranájools hollandfnac brasiloxford wordpower dictionarycontém 25 folhas cadarevista golzoladexcoquetel ouro médiohigh density floppy disksum copo de cóleranorte brasil telecomcricketestabilizador de voltagemsygno musicchamequinhooctave one</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105900583447886879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105900583447886879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105900583447886879' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-105807418081803858</id><published>2003-07-13T02:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-13T02:29:40.820-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>relatinho simplespassou voando, eu não queria ir embora. ainda. mas preciso pegar com as mãos essa nova fase. quero fazer tudo certinho, desde o começo.vou sentir saudade desse calor absurdo e dessas pessoas e desse sotaque com cara de casa. o que me consola é o desafio dessa nova fase e saber que vou ser recebida com carinho na outra metade do meu abrigo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105807418081803858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105807418081803858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105807418081803858' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-105807330837726100</id><published>2003-07-13T02:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-07-13T02:15:08.426-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>QUEM DIRIA?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105807330837726100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105807330837726100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105807330837726100' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-105684983171884803</id><published>2003-06-28T22:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-28T22:23:51.733-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>v.m.“é preciso reexaminar o acervo do velho material vocabular e criar, a partir dele, um novo discurso, que organize a realidade atual”. (“abaixo a arte, viva a vida!”. pág. 124)“a arte apodrece quando ela é respeitável e refinada. ela deve sair dos quartos forrados de veludo e dos ultra-decorados estúdios e agarrar-se à vida. (...) deve ter uma destinação determinada. e eis a lei da nova </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105684983171884803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105684983171884803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105684983171884803' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-105667942074627262</id><published>2003-06-26T23:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T23:04:29.310-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>papai do céu, bem que o senhor poderia me mandar um italiano GATO esta noite, papai do céu, seria tão divertido. só por esta noite.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105667942074627262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105667942074627262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105667942074627262' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-105667927694077904</id><published>2003-06-26T23:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T23:16:48.536-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>coisas daquipra lavar louçaouvirunderworld servethe clash servebossa nova não serveportishead não serveroupa nova não servemutantes servet-connection serve(...)pra varrer o chãoouvirunderworld servejulio iglesias não servetimbalada servehardcell serve(...)pra almoçarouvirunderworld serveengenheiros do havaí não serveabflug não servemushroom jazz 3 do farina servepoemas </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105667927694077904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105667927694077904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105667927694077904' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-105667586544441187</id><published>2003-06-26T22:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T22:20:59.693-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dezesseis graus na capital paranaensevivendo a rotinasaindo da rotinavivendo a rotinasaindo da rotinaj. cortázarpreámbulo a las instrucciones para dar cuerda a un relojpiensa en esto: cuando te regalan un reloj te regalan un pequeño infierno florido, una cadena de rosas, un calabozo de aire. no te dan solamente el reloj, que los cumplas muy felices y esperamos que te dure porque es de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105667586544441187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105667586544441187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105667586544441187' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-105655923855628089</id><published>2003-06-25T13:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-25T13:40:38.490-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LISTA DE COMPRASmorangosponkansdanoninhoaçúcar uniãopão de leitemargarina franciscano lightchesterella com tomate seconéctar de uva del valleLISTA DE QUESTIONAMENTOS.se a arte é um sentimento, é possível que um objeto contenha a arte? seria possível um objeto conter um efeito artístico, catalisador do sentimento arte?.COMO eu ainda não tinha descoberto o óleo de eucalipto citriodora </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105655923855628089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105655923855628089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105655923855628089' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-105655813050303652</id><published>2003-06-25T13:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-25T13:22:10.503-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hoje estou com uma puta vontade de viver. é tão bom!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105655813050303652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105655813050303652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105655813050303652' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-105655792897136102</id><published>2003-06-25T13:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-25T13:19:55.030-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>trivialidades agradáveisnossa, eu preciso recomendar o Canjão de Galinha com Arroz e Legumes da Knorr. é muito bom, sério! rende bastante. se você não colocar muita água, fica bem consistente, a sopa não fica rala. a quantidade de água que eu tenho colocado dá pra duas pessoas, fica perfeito. daí é só cortar uns dentes de alho, em pedaços bem pequenininhos, de repente colocar uns aspargos ou </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105655792897136102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105655792897136102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105655792897136102' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-105655723830727205</id><published>2003-06-25T13:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-25T13:10:24.646-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OBAvou ver a keyze!vou ver a keyze!vou ver a keyze!ela está vindo de londres pra pegar o material de arquitetura dela, vai passar dez dias no brasil. agora estou até mais animada do que antes pra pegar esse avião. como eu gosto da keyze, como ela faz falta! engraçado que sonhei com ela e com a naoko, e quando acordei tinham dois e-mails dela na minha caixa. um com o novo telefone, outro com </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105655723830727205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105655723830727205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105655723830727205' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-105651494955062296</id><published>2003-06-25T01:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-25T01:22:29.576-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tanta coisa aconteceu.domingo viajo. sinto que vai ser bem bom, apesar de não querer demorar muito. porque curitiba também já tem um certo gosto de casa, o erli rose já é bem importante, nossos livros, nossos discos, nossos filmes, nossas conversas sérias e nossas piadas. sábado vamos ouvir ele tocar (saudades!!), uma espécie de despedida minha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105651494955062296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/105651494955062296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105651494955062296' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-95250803</id><published>2003-06-03T16:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-03T16:49:59.906-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bruce,¿estás bién? pienso en ti e quiero verte. el mundo se quedó sin estrellas; ha estado así desde que te fue a buscar una nueva realidad. vuelve, mi querido. vuelve!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/95250803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/95250803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95250803' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-95250634</id><published>2003-06-03T16:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-03T16:46:01.263-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tangerina é realmente uma fruta fantástica. parece que foi feita pra comer, com seus perfeitos baguinhos. pra melhorar a situação, é baratíssima. a gente compra um saco com umas 10 por cerca de 40 centavos. é uma dádiva mesmo. obrigada, natureza, pela tangerina.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/95250634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/95250634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95250634' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-95250548</id><published>2003-06-03T16:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-03T16:46:17.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>viagens em torno da primeira parte de "o óbvio e o obtuso", do roland barthesencontrei essa semana "o óbvio e o obtuso", do barthes, na saraiva do shopping crystal. estou ainda no primeiro capítulo, que fala da fotografia, mas já me apeguei a várias reflexões. a parte primeira do livro fala da fotografia como produção denotativa, sem código - a fotografia congela a realidade, não há intervenção</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/95250548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/95250548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95250548' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-95249515</id><published>2003-06-03T16:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-03T16:22:12.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>cine luz, curitibaquando o assunto é continuidade, frida dá umas derrapadas lamentáveis. tipo quando ela deixa um dos seus quadros pro diego rivera ver, ele o leva de volta à casa dela, e quando ele entra o quadro já está lá, enquanto deveria estar ainda na mão dele.acho que o filme pinta uma frida bem mais 'feliz' do que ela realmente foi. não que tenha sido tudo uma bosta - ela soube viver </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/95249515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/95249515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95249515' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-94722684</id><published>2003-05-22T02:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-22T02:13:49.716-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...all i can bei can feeli will needis just right here..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94722684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94722684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94722684' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-94709340</id><published>2003-05-21T20:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-21T20:28:54.370-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the world was on fire and no one could save me but youit's strange what desire will make foolish people doi never dreamed that i'd meet somebody like youi never dreamed that i'd lose somebody like you i don't wanna fall in love no (this world is only gonna break your heart)i don't wanna fall in love (this world is only gonna break your heart) with you...with you (this world is only gonna </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94709340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94709340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94709340' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-94700924</id><published>2003-05-21T16:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-21T16:55:48.846-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>chegou a hora da verdade. você é um ser humano fingindo ser uma formiga ou uma formiga fingindo ser um humano?sabe o que é formular uma pergunta e passar 10 minutos rindo de si mesma? e o mais interessante, perguntar mesmo assim? duh.mais.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94700924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94700924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94700924' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-94673411</id><published>2003-05-21T03:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-21T03:36:29.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o fútil útil EPuntitled A2está frio e meu corpo realmente dói por causa da queda, especialmente a perna direita. acabamos de chegar do james bar, na vicente machado, e estou pensando demais e rápido demais pra conseguir dormir.fomos ao supermercado também, e reabastecemos a geladeira. esquecemos de pegar os ovos e uma nova caixinha com band-aids. mas compramos iogurte, uma coisa rara. tem </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94673411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94673411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94673411' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-94651458</id><published>2003-05-20T18:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-20T18:14:52.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>muito prazer,essa sou eu.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94651458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94651458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94651458' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-94620007</id><published>2003-05-20T03:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-20T03:00:27.826-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>uno de mis más deseados símbolos sexuales. pena que es muerto.te encuentro en mis sueños, bruce.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94620007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94620007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94620007' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-94618853</id><published>2003-05-20T02:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-20T03:02:17.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a polissemic monochromea polissemic monotone symphonyeu penso novamente como posso ser inúmeros significados, mesmo parecendo ser só um às vezes.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94618853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94618853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94618853' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-94618550</id><published>2003-05-20T02:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-20T02:15:49.323-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hoje aprendi que o macarrão instantâneo da maggi é mais cremoso que o renatinha express.hoje decidi finalmente fazer minha camisa com os dizeres "marcel duchamp salvou meu mundo".hoje processei os acontecimentos de ontem, e vi que é melhor não entender nada - como diz o clichê, a vida não se explica, se vive.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94618550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94618550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94618550' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-94617936</id><published>2003-05-20T01:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-20T02:20:56.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>domingo, 18 de maio de 2003são paulo - brasilsurreal, absurdo, chapado, gostoso, surpreendente, noiante e enriquecedor.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94617936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94617936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94617936' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-94416297</id><published>2003-05-15T19:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-15T20:01:40.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>uma pausa pra falar sérionão comprem DVDs do hitchcock na siciliano, nem nas livrarias curitiba. nas livrarias curitiba, R$ 24.90. na siciliano, R$ 47.90.é o mês hitchcock nas lojas americanas (pelo menos na do shopping müeller, aqui em curitiba, na cândido de abreu) - qualquer título está R$ 19.90. está acabando, corram. (não vejo as palavras acima como marketing gratuito, mas como uma </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94416297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94416297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94416297' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-94399688</id><published>2003-05-15T14:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-15T14:13:27.640-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hoje, enquanto dormia, visitei o james bond, que era vizinho de porta do paulinho da viola.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94399688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94399688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94399688' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-94399606</id><published>2003-05-15T14:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-15T14:12:01.846-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>temos que pagar contas...temos que pagar contas...temos que pagar contas...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94399606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94399606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94399606' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-94346105</id><published>2003-05-14T17:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-14T17:01:22.876-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>renatinha express, uma grande (re)criação da humanidade.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94346105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94346105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94346105' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-94243032</id><published>2003-05-13T00:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-13T00:29:26.580-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok, foi assim:eu estava em um prédio, acho que era um banco. de repente, magneto, mística e alguns soldados mutantes do mal apareceram e começaram a dirigir tiros de laser azul a todos os humanos. lembro de ter visto jean grey por lá também, minutos antes de ser atingida por um dos tiros. ela foi muito simpática comigo, mas não pôde evitar o ocorrido. o laser tinha efeito cancerígeno. horas </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94243032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94243032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94243032' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-94242343</id><published>2003-05-13T00:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-13T00:12:56.200-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a fantine do rouge é tudo!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94242343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94242343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94242343' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-94242022</id><published>2003-05-13T00:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-13T00:04:50.520-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tipo... como assim?gente, alguém precisa fazer alguma coisa... reeditar, apagar... alguém tome uma atitude! "carandiru" não pode ficar com "aquarela do brasil" tocando enquanto passam os créditos. que coisa pra gringo ver! que coisa corta liga! absurdo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94242022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/94242022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94242022' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-93640332</id><published>2003-05-02T04:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-02T04:46:33.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o fútil útil EPbanal experience A1quer ouvir umas coisas cotidianas? minha querida roomate sentiu um desejo de comer brigadeiro, e pediu pra provar meu brigadeiro. eu não sabia fazer, daí ela me ensinou brevemente e ficou excelente. está na geladeira gelando (uma redudância na vida e outra na morte não fazem mal). antes disso, estava tocando uma música do renato russo na MTV que começou a nos </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/93640332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/93640332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93640332' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-93639438</id><published>2003-05-02T03:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-02T03:53:27.593-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>só queria deixar uma nota para lembrar a mim mesma de que viver é do caralho, e que são paulo pode ser o máximo quando existe um site como esse pra nós fazermos, e uma amiga como essa pra cobrir um festival como esse comigo. ê.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/93639438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/93639438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93639438' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-91698129</id><published>2003-03-31T06:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-31T06:14:14.170-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sublimandosublimandosublimandopássaros cantando, costas fodidas, o dia amanhecendo e eu aqui escrevendo. é muito amor mesmo! como já disse meu próximo entrevistado a ir ao ar, "techno não se escuta. se vive".não restrinjo a idéia ao techno, mas a todo esse monte de vício chamado música eletrônica, que nos consome mas nos alegra. hohoho.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/91698129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/91698129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91698129' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-91459471</id><published>2003-03-27T01:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-27T01:56:07.170-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>minha querida roomate comprou o show do milhão 3 do silvio santos pra alegrar nossa vida. "você também será um vencedor", tem escrito na capa. eu pensei em comprar o rollercoaster 3 gold edition pra alegrar ainda mais nossa vida, mas já tinha passado o visa demais. viva o visa, né? quando tudo estiver uma bosta, e só ir ao shopping e passar o visa. nosso passaporte pra efêmera alegria. ê.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/91459471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/91459471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91459471' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-91458773</id><published>2003-03-27T01:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-27T01:42:18.310-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alguém ainda lê essa merda?parabéns aos dispostos!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/91458773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/91458773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91458773' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-91189884</id><published>2003-03-22T16:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-22T16:19:24.343-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a ida a são paulo, como meus amigos próximos já sabem, foi bem traumatizante. traumatizante, mas necessária. na próxima vez vai ser bem mais simples identificar por onde ir, pra onde ir, com quem ir. acho que me senti um tanto boba o tempo todo. fora os excessos de aditivos, tinha uma sensação tipo.... hm... como eu disse à marina, era como se eu tivesse entrado numa história em quadrinhos que há</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/91189884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/91189884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#91189884' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-88805013</id><published>2003-02-09T15:49:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-05-02T04:55:01.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>curitiba é muito engraçada!depois conto mais.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/88805013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/88805013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88805013' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-88049250</id><published>2003-01-26T13:49:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-01-26T13:49:11.296-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>há um bom tempo perdi um desenho do haroldo de campos que eu queria tatuar... eu acho que é do haroldo, sei lá, é de um dos irmãos campos. tipo, uma coisa meio maiakóvski wanna-be, sabe? um desenho circular. parece uma mandala, mas lembra dadaísmo... lembra uma marca também.ah, me mandem todos os desenhos do haroldo de campos que vocês acharem aí.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/88049250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/88049250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88049250' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-88049121</id><published>2003-01-26T13:45:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-01-26T13:45:08.246-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>depois de seis doses de vodka com redbull, será que uma pessoa ainda tem condições de se responsabilizar por todos os seus atos?ressaca boa...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/88049121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/88049121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88049121' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-86929481</id><published>2003-01-04T17:07:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2003-01-04T17:07:22.810-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>renascendoestou em fortaleza desde semana passada, vivendo sentimentos que há pouco tempo considerava pouco prováveis e respirando novidades. pelo menos até às 22 horas de amanhã, quando volto pra casa. ainda não quero pensar muito na correria que me espera nos próximos 10 dias, e muito menos em como minhas emoções vão lidar com o período burocrático que vem por aí. quero pensar na quantidade </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/86929481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/86929481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2002_12_29_archive.html#86929481' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-86366477</id><published>2002-12-21T16:07:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2002-12-21T16:07:14.353-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hoje a naoko chega em londres pra passar o reveillon e o natal com a keyze, e como eu gostaria de ver a fofura do rostinho delas duas quando se encontrarem...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/86366477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/86366477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86366477' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-85962292</id><published>2002-12-13T19:09:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2002-12-13T19:09:12.416-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>eu estava pensando que posso não gostar muito de ouvir as produções atuais da miss kittin, mas que talvez fosse legal sentar com ela na calçada, beber até um nível gostoso e falar e ouvir muita, muita besteira...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/85962292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/85962292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85962292' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-85962111</id><published>2002-12-13T19:04:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2002-12-13T19:04:16.116-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>como é de conhecimento geral da nação, duas provas na faculdade numa época em que eu achei que já estaria livre melaram minha viagem pra são paulo. passagem adiada.também já é quase de conhecimento geral da nação que eu estou me mudando mês que vem pra uma cidade mais fofinha - curitiba.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/85962111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/85962111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85962111' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-85105199</id><published>2002-11-26T10:38:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2002-11-26T10:39:46.000-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"uma casinha de varanda... um quintal e uma janela só pra ver o sol nascer"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/85105199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/85105199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85105199' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-85105157</id><published>2002-11-26T10:37:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2002-11-26T10:37:08.290-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alegriaaaaaaaalegriaaaaaaaaalegriaaaaaaaaa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/85105157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/85105157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85105157' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-84980016</id><published>2002-11-23T18:36:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2002-11-23T18:36:07.350-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pois é.um blog em estado catatônico.não deixa de ser, de certa forma, um reflexo de quem nele posta.produção relativamente estagnada por um tempo, e agora saindo dessa inércia. trabalhando em dezenas de entrevistas, pensando na última festa produzida, comendo um monte de besteiras e, óbvio, engordando (vão conhecer a jamille versão gorda em são paulo), viciada em cinema e curtindo meu </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/84980016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/84980016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84980016' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-83455708</id><published>2002-10-24T09:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-10-24T09:07:56.863-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>deus nos acuda...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/83455708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/83455708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83455708' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-83353156</id><published>2002-10-22T11:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-10-22T11:48:16.103-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pra distrairna cidade a temperatura está muito instável, e pra completar ainda fico a manhã toda nesse ar condicionado gelado. saio pra pegar o ônibus lotado, e é aquele calor de cerca de 38 graus... aí deu nessa gripe, que ontem me derrubou mesmo. de noite tive até febre, mas graças a remédios hoje amanheci sem febre, só que com a cabeça doendo muito, rouca e entupida. e cá estou eu trabalhando</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/83353156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/83353156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83353156' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-83329438</id><published>2002-10-21T23:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-10-24T09:12:33.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>não consigo parar de sentir que nossa história é bonita demais pra parar por aqui...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/83329438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/83329438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamsessions.blogspot.com/2002_10_20_archive.html#83329438' title=''/><author><name>j a m</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02039357304294355044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1865458.post-83328549</id><published>2002-10-21T23:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-10-21T23:06:40.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/83328549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1865458/posts/default/83328549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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