<?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-18513394</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:42:53.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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>212</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18513394.post-115215222212521055</id><published>2006-07-05T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T19:24:52.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanna be the boy who warms your father´s heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-115215222212521055?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/115215222212521055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/115215222212521055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-wanna-be-boy-who-warms-your-fathers.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-115151775952114843</id><published>2006-06-28T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T11:21:57.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a: mirá esa es como mi guasca, re transparente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siguiente foto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b: esa es como la mia&lt;br /&gt;a: seh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siguiente foto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a: que asco esa, es como re espesa y blanca, me da impresión, tenes muchas fotos de acabadas jaja&lt;br /&gt;b: es mi mayor fetiche&lt;br /&gt;a: me imaginé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;este blog esta acabado. esta en un pozo re profundo del cual no quiere escapar, y no es una comparación con como estoy yo, yo estoy re bien, bah, "re bien" es un decir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dios: que te pasa hijo?&lt;br /&gt;dame: no se padre, me siento como vacio por momentos&lt;br /&gt;Dios: y a que crees que se debe esto hijo?&lt;br /&gt;dame: osea, no se, puede ser que...es una hipotesis nomás eh... en realidad es un poco tonta, pero puede ser que de tanto masturbarme me este vaciando literalmente y esto me conduzca a un irremediable vacio espiritual?&lt;br /&gt;Dios: puede ser hijo, prueba con no autosatisfacerte mas, de sexo pre marital ni hablar&lt;br /&gt;dame: pero señor, soy homosexual, yo nunca me voy a casar...&lt;br /&gt;Dios: ...&lt;br /&gt;dame: dios estas ahi?&lt;br /&gt;Dios: ...&lt;br /&gt;dame: no me dejes señor...diooooooooooossss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(bang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, antes de irme (con la connotacion mas dramatica en la palabra "irme")  les queria decir que vean en vostubo el video "tristan" de patricio lobo que la rompe mal, hay una parte del tema en donde el esta cantando y pega un grito (se la pasa tirando grititos en sus canciones) y en el video en esa parte vienen dos tipos de atras y lo tumban, despues medio que lo violan, aunque no queda del todo explicitado. me dio como morbo, el es re flaquito y tiene toda la onda, y a pesar de la violencia sigue cantando como loca "sorrowed by name and sorrowed by nature" y nos da una leccion de vida, bueh tampoco tanto, pero mirenló y flashéen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-115151775952114843?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/115151775952114843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/115151775952114843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/06/mir-esa-es-como-mi-guasca-re.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-115142818601386868</id><published>2006-06-27T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T10:09:46.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;asi te queria ver, dolores pueyrredon!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoy en se dice amor.&lt;br /&gt;me mata cuando ponen esos apellidos en esas telenovelas. genial.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-115142818601386868?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/115142818601386868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/115142818601386868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/06/asi-te-queria-ver-dolores-pueyrredon.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-115132929118490370</id><published>2006-06-26T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T06:41:31.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no no, que risa, anoche enganché de pedo en vh1 "a roast with pamela anderson", o algo así, una especie de tributo genial a pame. en el escenario estaba ella y por turno iban hablando humoristas yanquis, la mayoria yo no los conocia, que se ponian a hablar de la homenajeada y a su vez la re bardeaban, todos hablaban de la pija de tommy lee, del video porno, de como coje pamela, de como la chupa pamela, de lo fracasado que era tommy lee (que tambien estaba ahi), se bardeaban entre ellos, los humoristas y todo con un nivel de zarpadéz pocas veces visto en la tv yanqui (decir yanqui es muy cronica?). a su vez ellos estaban sentados al lado de pamela como en sillones en donde estaba tambien courtney love que acotaba cada vez que hablaba alguno, super ebria y operada, ademas fue la mas bardeada de la noche, "crack whore" fue lo mas lindo que le dijeron. si lo enganchan mirenlón, mortal, me descostillé de risa. en youtube hay algunos videitos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-115132929118490370?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/115132929118490370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/115132929118490370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/06/no-no-que-risa-anoche-enganch-de-pedo.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-115102290779853763</id><published>2006-06-22T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T17:35:07.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>super cope este docu</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/pibechorroblog/bmasse.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinenacional.com/peliculas/index.php?pelicula=3510"&gt;Bialet Masse&lt;/a&gt;: un informe escrito en 1904 por Juan Bialet Massé (médico, abogado, ingeniero agrónomo, empresario, investigador y aventurero español) revela el abuso y la injusticia que sufrían en esos tiempos los trabajadores y nativos de un país de sudamérica: Argentina. Cien años más tarde y guiado por la voz de Bialet, el realizador sale a recorrer ese mismo país, para convivir con el pasado y el presente de un pueblo inmensamente rico y dominado.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ta muy bueno, YO se los recomiendo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ data:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pagina12.com.ar/diario/suplementos/radar/9-3065-2006-06-22.html"&gt;http://www.pagina12.com.ar/diario/suplementos/radar/9-3065-2006-06-22.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bialetmasse.com/"&gt;http://www.bialetmasse.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-115102290779853763?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/115102290779853763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/115102290779853763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/06/super-cope-este-docu.html' title='super cope este docu'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-115094571696242772</id><published>2006-06-21T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T20:08:36.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.infobae.com/weblogs/detalle.php?idx=838&amp;amp;cookie"&gt;ah buaa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-115094571696242772?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/115094571696242772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/115094571696242772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/06/ah-buaa.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-115047378881588258</id><published>2006-06-16T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T09:03:08.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.infobae.com/notas/nota.php?Idx=260808&amp;amp;IdxSeccion=100617"&gt;pobre, que garrón...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-115047378881588258?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/115047378881588258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/115047378881588258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/06/pobre-que-garrn.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-115032241649424531</id><published>2006-06-14T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T15:08:06.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;dame:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;pero sos parecido posta a luis figo? ók, y cuanto me dijiste que cobrabas el completo? ah, mirá que barato...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.visualkitchen.co.za/uploads/guy%20on%20phone.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-115032241649424531?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/115032241649424531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/115032241649424531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/06/dame-pero-sos-parecido-posta-luis-figo.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-115032203299597435</id><published>2006-06-14T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T14:53:53.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;dame:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;me trajiste cualquier cosa, yo te pedí luis figo, luis-figo, ¿tan dificil es?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bestofmorganhill.com/Sicilia_In_Bocca/Waiter_client_16_300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;garçon:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;disculpe señor, enseguida le traigo su luis figo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dame:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;ok. y te aviso que tengo una hora de almuerzo, no cinco.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-115032203299597435?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/115032203299597435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/115032203299597435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/06/dame-me-trajiste-cualquier-cosa-yo-te.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-115030050298734719</id><published>2006-06-14T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T08:55:03.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hoy me comeria un luis figo</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.realmadrid.cc/web_realmadridcf/player/a/figo/photo/nation/07.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.theage.com.au/ffximage/2004/06/08/luis_figo,0.jpg" /&gt;mmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-115030050298734719?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/115030050298734719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/115030050298734719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/06/hoy-me-comeria-un-luis-figo.html' title='hoy me comeria un luis figo'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-115013399395601486</id><published>2006-06-12T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T10:39:53.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>buena onda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.zachbraff.com/"&gt;http://www.zachbraff.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-115013399395601486?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/115013399395601486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/115013399395601486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/06/buena-onda.html' title='buena onda'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-115007478327082854</id><published>2006-06-11T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T18:13:04.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>viste cuando necesitas cojer?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-115007478327082854?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/115007478327082854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/115007478327082854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/06/viste-cuando-necesitas-cojer.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114965945849095855</id><published>2006-06-06T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T22:50:58.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>me enamoré</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.kinoweb.de/film2001/Experiment/pix/ex17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moritz bleibtreu, el pibe de corre lola corre, pero lo vi hace un rato en una pelicula en telefé (2 y media am y telefe dando peliculas? raro, creo que es la de la foto de abajo la pelic) y me enamoré.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.kinoweb.de/film2001/Experiment/pix/ex11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114965945849095855?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114965945849095855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114965945849095855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/06/me-enamor.html' title='me enamoré'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114962778019984463</id><published>2006-06-06T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T09:55:42.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sale!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.mic.gr/dbimages/27864_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;re sale patrick wolf, gracias ce por tu indirecta recomendación. wind in the wires huele y suena a que se va a convertir, seguro, en uno de mis discos favoritos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114962778019984463?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114962778019984463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114962778019984463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/06/sale.html' title='sale!'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114960277350205573</id><published>2006-06-06T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T07:06:13.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oldie but goodie</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B000001IQS.01._SS500_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114960277350205573?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114960277350205573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114960277350205573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/06/oldie-but-goodie.html' title='oldie but goodie'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114956586527224073</id><published>2006-06-05T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T20:51:05.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>que linda y fresca esta florencia peña</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/pibechorroblog/florpenia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114956586527224073?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114956586527224073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114956586527224073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/06/que-linda-y-fresca-esta-florencia-pea.html' title='que linda y fresca esta florencia peña'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114956534261250387</id><published>2006-06-05T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T20:46:55.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me llamó mi hermana que viene el fdsemana con marido e hijos y encima como que ya tengo toda organizada mi vida casi hasta el domingo y no se porque me da como esa sensacion de desesperacion, que ya nada queda librado al azar, quiero huir YA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114956534261250387?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114956534261250387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114956534261250387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/06/me-llam-mi-hermana-que-viene-el.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114945361230517859</id><published>2006-06-04T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T13:40:12.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/pibechorroblog/kindabutt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me encantan esas fotos de contactos que son re butt magazine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deberia hacer un resumen del fdsemana cuando termine el fdsemana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114945361230517859?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114945361230517859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114945361230517859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/06/me-encantan-esas-fotos-de-contactos.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114922297877662199</id><published>2006-06-01T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T21:45:20.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoy estuve todo el dia pensando en la importancia de llamarse constanza novick y agarré y le armé un fotolog a &lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/jessica_cirio"&gt;jessica cirio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114922297877662199?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114922297877662199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114922297877662199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/06/hoy-estuve-todo-el-dia-pensando-en-la.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114904795783674843</id><published>2006-05-30T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T20:59:17.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gastón era el 8 de argentinos</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/pibechorroblog/machin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uno de los tantos emprendimientos fotologueros de &lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/nebraskanevando"&gt;nebraska nevando&lt;/a&gt;, super pajero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click &lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/gaston_machin"&gt;http://www.fotolog.com/gaston_machin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114904795783674843?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114904795783674843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114904795783674843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/gastn-era-el-8-de-argentinos.html' title='gastón era el 8 de argentinos'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114904801377095862</id><published>2006-05-30T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T21:02:46.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>la moda callejera en helsinki</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/pibechorroblog/hel_looks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;creo que lo encontré alguna vez recomendado en &lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/sansdesign"&gt;sans design&lt;/a&gt;. mata, muy buena onda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click &lt;a href="http://www.hel-looks.com/"&gt;http://www.hel-looks.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114904801377095862?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114904801377095862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114904801377095862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/la-moda-callejera-en-helsinki.html' title='la moda callejera en helsinki'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114904054823291102</id><published>2006-05-30T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T19:12:51.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dale aborigen</title><content type='html'>hace bastante escribí para la paginita de un amigo un texto que se llamaba "ser puto", y hablaba justamente de eso y me ayudó bastante a terminar de aceptarme como puto y mil boludeces que a esta altura ya ni me planteo y me chupan. el tema que me desvela hace rato y del que voy a intentar discernir a pesar de que soy medio bestia para escribir es la negritud, ser aborigen, indigena, ser negro, ser descendiente de otra cosa que lo aceptado, que es ser europeo, blanco. "los argentinos descendemos de los barcos" nos machacaron desde pequeñuelos, y que buenos aires es paris y esta bien ser europeo y esta mal ser negro, ser salvaje, de pasado reciente salvaje. lei recien en un blog que los policias son "negros de mierda". y puede ser que haya policias negros, descendientes de aborigenes, y policias blancos, descendencia europea, pero cuando son una mierda no alcanza con eso, tambien son "negros de mierda". y yo he escuchado muchas veces decir "y, son negros, que esperabas?" o "a esos negros hay que matarlos a todos" refiriendose generalmente a gente de bajos recursos, porque la mayoria de los pobres SON negros, es bastante cierto, descendientes de indigenas argentinos o bolivianos o lo que sea, NEGROS por el color de su piel o por sus rasgos o pelo. entonces una y mil veces cuando escuché esas cosas pensé ¿esta mal ser negro? y con el tiempo me di cuenta que me atraen los hombres con rasgos o descendientes de aborigenes. y por ahi si digo a mi me gustan los negros, con rasgos indigenas, suena a "que horror". ok, ni aborigen ni indigena son malas palabras, pero para mucha gente lo siguen siendo. el tema es que no conozco a muchos descendientes de aborigenes que lo blanquéen, que ironia, "blanquear" su negritud, su sangre no europea. lo que planteo es muy tonto y muy basico, por lo menos para mi. pero siempre me inquietó, a veces pienso que ser descendiente de aborigenes es casi como ser puto, mucho no se habla, mejor callarlo, no queda cool. pero bueno, el dia que la gente deje de usar el termino negro para insultar supongo que algo va a cambiar. bah en realidad tienen que cambiar mil cosas, es todo mucho mas profundo, por eso mi planteo es un poco tonto y simplista, en todo el mundo se discrimina por el color de piel. y conozco gente con evidentes rasgos indigenas que se jacta de sus pasados vascos, claro, el apellido es evidentemente vasco, pero de su pasado no-europeo ni hablan y conozco gente re cheta mal que se jacta de tener un antepasado comechingon, osea al reves,  como un exotismo, bizarre!.&lt;br /&gt;bueno, no se como terminar esto y que quede bueno asi que les mando un cariño.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114904054823291102?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114904054823291102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114904054823291102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/dale-aborigen.html' title='dale aborigen'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114903780231037931</id><published>2006-05-30T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T18:10:02.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anoche pasaba (de pura casualidad eh) por el hilton y me puse a ver si veia a algun famoso en la alfombra roja, la vi a jessica cirio, le pedi un autografo, me ninguneó y no me lo dio. yo? me queria matar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114903780231037931?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114903780231037931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114903780231037931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/anoche-pasaba-de-pura-casualidad-eh.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114900405667909699</id><published>2006-05-30T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T08:47:36.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>por que aceptaste cathy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.clarin.com/diario/2006/05/26/espectaculos/hdestacado.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no puedo esperar a leer la nota y ver porque acepto ser vedette, quien lo hubiera imaginado no? me super intriga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114900405667909699?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114900405667909699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114900405667909699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/por-que-aceptaste-cathy.html' title='por que aceptaste cathy?'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114892675905002881</id><published>2006-05-29T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T11:19:19.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>necesito explicarle a mi responsabilidad que hoy es lunes, y que la vida no es un fin de semana, y que internet es divertido pero todo tiene un limite, y...que mas le tenia que explicar?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114892675905002881?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114892675905002881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114892675905002881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/necesito-explicarle-mi-responsabilidad.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114865528616413285</id><published>2006-05-26T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T07:54:46.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>el tiempo no para no decayó, siempre fue deliciosamente malo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como cruel intentions, criaturas salvajes y esas peliculas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/eltiemponopara/"&gt;un fotolog&lt;/a&gt; le rinde honores con resumen de capitulos y todo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114865528616413285?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114865528616413285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114865528616413285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/el-tiempo-no-para-no-decay-siempre-fue.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114857332889087718</id><published>2006-05-25T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T09:08:48.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/pibechorroblog/gsDVD_002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ooh, great job man! I really thought you were retarded. I mean, you're better than that Corky kid and he's actually retarded. If there was a retarded Oscar you would win, hands down, kick his ass!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114857332889087718?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114857332889087718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114857332889087718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/ooh-great-job-man-i-really-thought-you.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114851020523161746</id><published>2006-05-24T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T15:36:45.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>refused are fucking dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://homepage.mac.com/made_to_last_3000/MyWorld/C1595031986/E786808053/Media/Refused.png" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114851020523161746?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114851020523161746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114851020523161746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/refused-are-fucking-dead.html' title='refused are fucking dead'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114805007234969514</id><published>2006-05-19T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T07:47:52.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"si estuviera solo, con una cerveza, marlboros azules, pizza y un dvd seria mucho mas feliz"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plantearse eso es tremendo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114805007234969514?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114805007234969514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114805007234969514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/si-estuviera-solo-con-una-cerveza.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114804993793008723</id><published>2006-05-19T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T07:45:38.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.angela-cartwright.com/SOMgroupSing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114804993793008723?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114804993793008723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114804993793008723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114788928982526167</id><published>2006-05-17T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T11:08:09.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>todo mal</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;1 &lt;a href="http://www.infobae.com/notas/nota.php?Idx=255302&amp;IdxSeccion=100804"&gt;el público ignoró al león&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 &lt;a href="http://www.clarin.com/diario/2006/05/17/um/m-01197244.htm"&gt;no hubo un sólo aplauso&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114788928982526167?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114788928982526167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114788928982526167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/todo-mal.html' title='todo mal'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114783423496108335</id><published>2006-05-16T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T19:50:35.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>superb!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://almanaque.folha.uol.com.br/images/dior.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;El Viernes 19 de Mayo a las 21hs. vuelve “Christian Dior et moi”, la obra que se estrenó en el marco del evento “Efemérides 05” en Elkafka, con dirección de Jorge Ferrari y la actuación de Javier Rodríguez.Elkafka espacio teatral. Lambaré 866 Capital. reservas: 4862-5439 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yo la vi el año pasado. imperdible de verdá. obvio que la voy a volver a ver.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114783423496108335?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114783423496108335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114783423496108335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/superb.html' title='superb!'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114783425325655088</id><published>2006-05-16T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T19:50:53.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>el capitulo de ayer lunes de &lt;strong&gt;el tiempo no para&lt;/strong&gt; fue tan pero tan pero tan pero tan malo y ridiculo que  en un momento me fui al baño a llorar, decepcionado y furioso. nah, eso no ocurrió, pero que malo estuvo, de terror. consti, metele pilas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114783425325655088?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114783425325655088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114783425325655088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/el-capitulo-de-ayer-lunes-de-el-tiempo.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114779175630650729</id><published>2006-05-16T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T09:48:24.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>como dijo juan domingo</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/pibechorroblog/uuuuu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"una copa de leche no se le niega a NADIE"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah, no se si lo dijo, pero lo pudo haber dicho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y yo reinvindico eso que pocho pudo haber dicho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero sin dobles sentidos eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114779175630650729?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114779175630650729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114779175630650729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/como-dijo-juan-domingo.html' title='como dijo juan domingo'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114745651283130143</id><published>2006-05-12T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T10:55:16.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ROCK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.isenberg.com.ar/debo5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://soncosasmias.blogspot.com/2006/05/imperfecta.html"&gt;coiffeur + imperfectos genial reviú&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114745651283130143?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114745651283130143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114745651283130143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/rock_12.html' title='ROCK!'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114735984540361007</id><published>2006-05-11T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T08:04:05.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>es homosexual, tiene ipod, onda y vive en palermo, yo lo quiero promocionar como el nuevo sofuckedup con un vuelo un poco mas arty pero el muy jeropa en vez de postear sus jugosas historias me las manda por mail. te vas a quedar en joven promesa! tonto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pescadopodrido.blogspot.com/"&gt;pescado podrido&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114735984540361007?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114735984540361007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114735984540361007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/es-homosexual-tiene-ipod-onda-y-vive.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114735918495506603</id><published>2006-05-11T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T07:58:30.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>usuario: ?&lt;br /&gt;luciano: hola&lt;br /&gt;le estoy preguntando a mi novia quién es carolina fal, que la tengo en el talk. Me dice que es una que vimos juntos una vez en microshow&lt;br /&gt;usuario: que loco esto, se puede chatear via web gmail&lt;br /&gt;luciano: está lindo&lt;br /&gt;usuario: no se quien eres amiguito/a&lt;br /&gt;luciano:yo estoy con las ventanas&lt;br /&gt;soy Luciano Menardo, fotógrafo cordobés y paseador en blogs y cosas así&lt;br /&gt;usuario: aaah, jaja&lt;br /&gt;usuario: ok&lt;br /&gt;luciano:y cuando alguien me interesa, lo agrego y converso&lt;br /&gt;usuario: un gusto&lt;br /&gt;bien&lt;br /&gt;si, yo me meti a ver los mails y vi que se puede chatear desde el mail&lt;br /&gt;luciano: creo que a raiz de tus creaciones con muñecas discutimos bastante con mi novia&lt;br /&gt;usuario: una locura&lt;br /&gt;creaciones con muñecas???&lt;br /&gt;jaa&lt;br /&gt;que?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luciano: (ahí te veo por otra ventana)&lt;br /&gt;vos no filmaste una destrucción de muñecas para &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.google.com/url?sa=D&amp;q=http%3A%2F%2FMicroshow.com" target="_blank"&gt;Microshow.com&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;acá me dice mi novia, que justo pasa por la PC, que "Carolina Fal es mi ídola!" o sea, su idola&lt;br /&gt;vos sos esa Carolina?&lt;br /&gt;ah&lt;br /&gt;usuario: jajaj&lt;br /&gt;no no&lt;br /&gt;para nada&lt;br /&gt;a ver...&lt;br /&gt;luciano:aah&lt;br /&gt;qué bueno&lt;br /&gt;parece que hay una doble de nombre tuyo&lt;br /&gt;usuario: yo soy caro fal pero nunca filme eso&lt;br /&gt;luciano: mirá vos&lt;br /&gt;a ver si te encuentro el link&lt;br /&gt;usuario: pero de donde sacaste mi mail?&lt;br /&gt;nadie lo tiene&lt;br /&gt;luciano:lo habré visto en internet&lt;br /&gt;la verdad, no sé. Ni tampoco te agregué como algo muy trascendente. Si te sentís invadida, eliminame, no hay drama.&lt;br /&gt;usuario: no todo bien&lt;br /&gt;nah, igual no soy caro fal&lt;br /&gt;luciano: aah&lt;br /&gt;bueno, y cómo te llamás?&lt;br /&gt;sos una admiradora de caro fal?&lt;br /&gt;usuario: es mi mail, bah el mail de mi blog, hubiera estado bueno que seas fan de caro fal asi te seguia la joda&lt;br /&gt;luciano: jja&lt;br /&gt;pero le podemos hacer la joda a mi novia&lt;br /&gt;usuario: porque no?&lt;br /&gt;decile que se ponga al chat&lt;br /&gt;luciano: además, tenés que estar más enterado/a de la vida de caro fal&lt;br /&gt;así podés seguirla&lt;br /&gt;ahora está haciendo cosas, pero más tarde le digo.&lt;br /&gt;le voy a dar celos&lt;br /&gt;usuario: copante&lt;br /&gt;mira no creo que me conecte mucho&lt;br /&gt;por aca&lt;br /&gt;entre de pedo&lt;br /&gt;puedo postear esta conversacion en mi blog?&lt;br /&gt;luciano:dale&lt;br /&gt;si querés, poné un link a mis blogs: &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.google.com/url?sa=D&amp;amp;q=http%3A%2F%2Ffotosalxmayor.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;fotosalxmayor.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; y &lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.google.com/url?sa=D&amp;amp;q=http%3A%2F%2Flucianom.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;lucianom.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuál es tu blog?&lt;br /&gt;usuario: el mio es dameguachin.bogsp....&lt;br /&gt;blogspo....&lt;br /&gt;luciano:ok&lt;br /&gt;usuario: entra en un rato que va a estar posteado&lt;br /&gt;luciano: sos h o mujer?&lt;br /&gt;usuario: te mando un cariño&lt;br /&gt;luciano: dale, entro&lt;br /&gt;usuario: soy un travestido&lt;br /&gt;no, un guacho&lt;br /&gt;luciano:epa!&lt;br /&gt;ja&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;usuario: abrazi&lt;br /&gt;luciano: otro para vos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estas conversaciones hilarantes y jocosas se pueden dar gracias a que gmail puso como un webtalk gmail cuando te logueas pa leer tus mails, conectense a un mundo de ensueños: carolina.fal@gmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114735918495506603?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114735918495506603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114735918495506603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/usuario-luciano-hola-le-estoy.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114735669498616100</id><published>2006-05-11T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T07:11:35.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.ljplus.ru/img/solko/miscgal-52.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ves? gia carangi era buena onda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shia quien?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gia carangi, gia! la supermodelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es la que interpreto angelina jolie en esa peli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah mirá, taba buena?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ella o la peli?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;las dos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ella divina, aparte tortita, drogadicta, obligada por la madre a modelar, se murio de sida como a los 22, un horror, una onda kate moss pero mas sordida y tragica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la peli taba buena?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si estaba buena, bah, mi me gustó, era un buen complemento para e true hollywood story, no mucho mas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114735669498616100?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114735669498616100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114735669498616100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/ves-gia-carangi-era-buena-onda-shia_11.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114732355577219149</id><published>2006-05-10T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T21:59:15.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sabes cual me deja en constitucion?señor este me deja en constitucion?donde me bajo señora? me avisa?por donde sale el tren? ya? en cuanto?este va?ya estamos?tenes una maquina?uh, bueno, donde hay otro cyber cerca?tenes una maquina?uia, bueno, donde hay otro cyber cerca? (la reconcha de la lora)tenes una maquina?me prestas una lapicera? no, no me anoto en la mano.por donde me puedo tomar un taxi o remis por aca cerca?te juro que nunca hice tantas preguntas en tan poco tiempo.y los baños de constitución, ay los baños de constitución. decenas de hombres, de señores de barrio en celo que, calculo, se pajearan mirandote mear o pajearte, se harán pajas asistidas, o levantes y a coger a otro lado,  que se yo, no se como funciona exacamente el rubro sexual de los baños de constitución. si averiguo no prometo contar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114732355577219149?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114732355577219149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114732355577219149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/sabes-cual-me-deja-en-constitucionseor.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114719224846937745</id><published>2006-05-09T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T09:30:48.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>todo y mas</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.historieteca.com.ar/Historietas/imaghistorietas/cinesrlopez2.jpg" /a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mirtha busnelli, TODO y mas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114719224846937745?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114719224846937745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114719224846937745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/todo-y-mas.html' title='todo y mas'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114719262787664507</id><published>2006-05-09T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T09:37:07.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ayer fue &lt;em&gt;just another manic monday&lt;/em&gt;, bah fue un insoportable - de mal humor - re bajon - sin ganas hacer nada - sensible noseporque y sin motivaciones - monday. creo que si le hablé dos palabras a mi hermana fue mucho. pobre. y hoy me levante regio y pidiendole re cebado a las 10 am que ponga fan de emma horvi a todo lo que daba, super contento. esta ciclotimia no puede seguir. NO puede seguir. asi no,  ASI no.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114719262787664507?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114719262787664507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114719262787664507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/ayer-fue-just-another-manic-monday-bah.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114710996410010019</id><published>2006-05-08T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T10:39:24.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7086/1813/1600/maill.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7086/1813/400/maill.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y lo unico que queres es que ese mail que acaba de llegar no sea spam, que sea un mail que te cambie el dia y el humor. pero es spam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114710996410010019?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114710996410010019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114710996410010019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/y-lo-unico-que-queres-es-que-ese-mail.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114710633423035441</id><published>2006-05-08T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T09:40:54.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>un must para este otoño...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7086/1813/1600/lee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7086/1813/400/lee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...escuchar "my name is lee" de &lt;strong&gt;Lee Von Fitzner&lt;/strong&gt; (hoy Leevon Kennedy), con hits deliciosos como "ocean", muy siouxsie and the banshees, y "nouvelle", donde &lt;strong&gt;Lee&lt;/strong&gt; susurra &lt;strong&gt;textos de&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Sartre&lt;/strong&gt; solamente acompañada por una guitarra con un sonido muy medieval. increiblemente bizarra su version de "contigo soy feliz" de Nino Bravo, en la cual Lee termina la cancion gimiendo como si se la estuviera empernando un doberman en celo. genial. gracias soulseek, gracias leevon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://d.turboupload.com/d/547764/lee_von_fitzner.zip.html"&gt;bajar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114710633423035441?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114710633423035441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114710633423035441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/un-must-para-este-otoo.html' title='un must para este otoño...'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114694509481235170</id><published>2006-05-06T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T13:00:46.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Holaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Te extraño mucho! fue terrible esta semana... sin tus mates.... no vale!&lt;br /&gt;Te paso mis datos che! no te descuelgues!&lt;br /&gt;mi celu: 15 5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mail de una flamante ex compañera de laburo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un amor. me emocionó la guacha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114694509481235170?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114694509481235170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114694509481235170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/holaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-te-extrao.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114694464342803015</id><published>2006-05-06T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T12:46:44.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>puedo la tortanegra?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si, obvio, cometela (yo ya me comi siete)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabado gris, te odio sabado gris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoy al mediodia fui a desayunar. dos ancianas atras, una de ellas angie, le leia el diario a la otra mientras tomaban su cafe, clarin espectaculos. "en la presentacion del cirque du soleil estaba fulanito, menganito, gaston gaudio, marcela kloosterboer..." leia una de ellas, "esa es la novia de gaudio no?" dijo la otra, "si, esa es la que besa al maricón". las ancianas re fanas del tiempo no para.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114694464342803015?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114694464342803015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114694464342803015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/puedo-la-tortanegra-si-obvio-cometela.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114678664025506170</id><published>2006-05-04T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T17:01:58.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>como tengo que renovar el permiso pa manejar y no lo encontraba me puse a hurgar en un cajon a ver si estaba y me encontré con el telefono de un pibe que me levanté en la calle, una de mis primeras conquistas callejeras, bueh tampoco tuve tantas, no me la paso yirando, generalmente pasan cuando menos lo esperas. yo los venia guardando como trofeos los telefonos que me pasaban los escasos pibes con los que estaba. el pibe estaba bueno, era re bien, yo tenia 20 y todavia no me sentia comodo ni en pedo con el tema de ser puto y eso, cero asumido. el me dio su fono y yo como era pendejo como que lo histeriquié y me cortó el rostro. que tonto era por favor, estoy hablando de mi. ahora no soy re vivo pero bueno, todo cambia. la cosa es que el otro dia venia caminando, hacia frio, 3 de la mañana del lunes feriado y frena a mi lado en su focus un pibe lindito de 25 que en pleno arenales y azcuenaga me invito a subir y luego de hablar un rato, con el auto andando me invito a su depto, osea, nunca la tuve tan facil. al principio, antes de subirme temí que creyera que yo era taxi y que me ofreciera dinero para que se la chupe o que se yo, ojo, hubiera sido una gran anecdota, pero por suerte no fue asi. la cosa es que yo sucumbí a su invitacion porque con mi acdar medio que ya fue y honestamente estaba en llamas, asi que me dejé invitar por el a su depto en nuñez con la sola idea de tirarnos a hablar y ver que onda. la cosa es que el pibe un copado, su depto idem, enorme para el solo, como de departamento cope de tira de television, plasma en la pared, cama gigante, puffs buena onda, perro seguramente de los buenos y caros etc. yo que soy siempre maliciosamente tildado de abc1 me sentia arnold el primer dia que llega a lo de drummond. igual esas cosas me chupan un huevo, si ni tengo dvd y la video esta rota, pero bueno, fue una experiencia fuerte (!). la cosa es que baileys van baileys vienen, camel va camel viene, le digo me voy porque es tarde, yo le habia explicado que estaba "con alguien", pero como que esa historia estaba terminando porque mi acdar estaba obse mal con su ex etc y entonces antes de irme me muestra la parte de arriba del depto, donde estaba su cuarto y despues le digo "bueno, me voy" y me dice "seguro?", "si le digo, pero me encantó conocerte" y nos pusimos a transar en la escalera y entonces me hizo señas con su cabeza señalando su gigantesca cama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la historia sigue y termina en un comment de algun post de abajo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114678664025506170?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114678664025506170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114678664025506170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/como-tengo-que-renovar-el-permiso-pa.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114675845014449594</id><published>2006-05-04T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T09:03:58.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>de fulbo no se nada, pero sí se que a luis figo le doy, mal</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.xblog.it/public/luis%20FIGO.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esto es porque despues me dicen "que en el blog hay muchas mujeres" y porque de fulbo no se nada, pero sí se que a luis figo le doy, mal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ya se que la foto es gigante y pesa bastante, pero era la idea, la idea era que me daba paja optimizarla. ademas le da al blog ese toque &lt;em&gt;raw&lt;/em&gt; que solo pocos captan)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114675845014449594?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114675845014449594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114675845014449594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/de-fulbo-no-se-nada-pero-s-se-que-luis.html' title='de fulbo no se nada, pero sí se que a luis figo le doy, mal'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114675768887101768</id><published>2006-05-04T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T08:48:08.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>el retocador que entregó esto es flor de guachín</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7086/1813/1600/araceli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7086/1813/400/araceli.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114675768887101768?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114675768887101768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114675768887101768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/el-retocador-que-entreg-esto-es-flor.html' title='el retocador que entregó esto es flor de guachín'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114668601691258251</id><published>2006-05-03T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T12:53:36.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>en angels hay traviesas mas lindas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7086/1813/1600/cathy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7086/1813/400/cathy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y que gente afloje con esa onda retro sin onda de sus tapas, parece como del 93!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114668601691258251?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114668601691258251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114668601691258251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/en-angels-hay-traviesas-mas-lindas.html' title='en angels hay traviesas mas lindas'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114663014429180077</id><published>2006-05-02T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T21:24:58.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8087/1400/320/enseguiocho.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el domingo fui a al kafka a ver &lt;a href="http://www.alternativateatral.com/ficha_obra.asp?codigo_obra=5718"&gt;enseguida anochece&lt;/a&gt;, mencantó.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super recomendada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114663014429180077?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114663014429180077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114663014429180077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/el-domingo-fui-al-kafka-ver-enseguida.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114658684003404585</id><published>2006-05-02T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T09:23:04.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7086/1813/1600/sencor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7086/1813/400/sencor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llega el primer programa de punk-rock a la Capital!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERJUDICIAL PARA LA SALUD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el aire de la 88.7, FM La Tribu, a partir del martes 2 de mayo, de 01 a 02 de la mañana(madrugada de miércoles). mas data &lt;a href="http://perjudicialparalasalud.blogspot.com/2006/05/lo-querias-tom.html"&gt;aquí&lt;/a&gt; (como diria luna)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114658684003404585?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114658684003404585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114658684003404585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/05/llega-el-primer-programa-de-punk-rock.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114625037874993308</id><published>2006-04-28T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T07:52:54.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;no da:&lt;/strong&gt; mi &lt;em&gt;acdar&lt;/em&gt;* esta obse** mal con su ex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tiernos:&lt;/strong&gt; hoy es mi ultimo dia de laburo acá y mis compañeros me estan armando una despe. creo que los voy a extrañar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;acdar&lt;/em&gt;= amigo con derecho a roce&lt;br /&gt;** ahora se usa decir "obse" por obsesionado, atentos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114625037874993308?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114625037874993308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114625037874993308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/04/no-da-mi-acdar-esta-obse-mal-con-su-ex.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114615252642032506</id><published>2006-04-27T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T08:42:06.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://info.detnews.com/dn/pix/2005/10/29/features/Fe29-BostonLegal-1005n_10-29-2005_9K9DN3O.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que BUENO esta &lt;strong&gt;boston legal&lt;/strong&gt;, con esos toques &lt;em&gt;allymcbealescos &lt;/em&gt;que a david e. kelley le siguen saliendo tan bien. shatner, spader y bergen estan de-li-cio-sos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114615252642032506?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114615252642032506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114615252642032506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/04/que-bueno-esta-boston-legal-con-esos.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114607175303618432</id><published>2006-04-26T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T10:15:53.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>que regias</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.semana.uol.com.ar/edicion_1072/images/tapa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114607175303618432?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114607175303618432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114607175303618432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/04/que-regias.html' title='que regias'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114607106524209493</id><published>2006-04-26T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T10:13:02.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me encanta mi nuevo template&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114607106524209493?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114607106524209493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114607106524209493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/04/me-encanta-mi-nuevo-template.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114601630541457373</id><published>2006-04-25T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T18:51:45.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mi cuarto es un deposito</title><content type='html'>mi cuarto es un quilombo, juro que si no fuera pobre como soy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) me compraria una camara digital para postear una foto&lt;br /&gt;2) contrataria a alguien para que lo ordene, un bedroom planner no estaria mal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cosas tiradas en el piso, tengo que esquivarlas para llegar adonde estoy ahora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah en un rato voy a probar hacer chaw fan con receta de iwoa, o iwao? como es?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114601630541457373?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114601630541457373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114601630541457373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/04/mi-cuarto-es-un-deposito.html' title='mi cuarto es un deposito'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114599520688075684</id><published>2006-04-25T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T13:00:06.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.socialicemoslosculos.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;socialicemos los culos!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114599520688075684?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114599520688075684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114599520688075684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/04/socialicemos-los-culos.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114554894122255328</id><published>2006-04-20T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T09:02:21.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;En El tiempo no para Julia (Julieta Ortega) elige a Jackie (Belén Blanco) como madrina de su bebé. Valeria (Valentina Bassi) y Lola (Dolores Fonzi) están sorprendidas y molestas por la decisión que ha tomado Julia pero el embarazo y las sospechas de Valeria sobre una relación íntima entre Jackie y Pedro terminan uniéndolas en una charla como solían tener en los viejos tiempos. Además Valeria le confesó a Lola que Pedro (Rafael Ferro) la acosó una noche mientras cenaban en casa de Julia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola llevó a Bruno (Antonio Birabent) a cenar a la casa familiar y allí el joven abogado se cruzó con Luna (Nacha Guevara). La situación se tornó más que tensa cuando su hija los encontró hablando. Lola y Bruno se enfrentaron duramente. "¿Le aclaraste a Marcos de nuestra relación? Tenés que hablar de vuelta un poquito mejor porque por el mail que te mandó hoy a la mañana no tiene ni put… idea de nuestra relación", le reprochó Bruno indignado sobre el novio que dejó en Estados Unidos.Por su parte Valeria fue a enfrentar a Pedro y le dijo: "Yo me llego a enterar que entre vos y Jackie pasa algo, te juro por Dios que le cuento a Julia". &lt;strong&gt;Desgraciadamente justo llegaba Julia al hogar.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;"¿Qué es lo que me tenés que contar?", preguntó la flamante embarazada.&lt;/strong&gt; Un capítulo tenso y decisivo en El tiempo no para, la ficción que Canal 9 emite de lunes a viernes, a las 23.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en infobae.com usan una nota titulada &lt;a href="http://www.infobae.com/notas/nota.php?Idx=250446&amp;amp;IdxSeccion=100805"&gt;"La super batalla de la TV"&lt;/a&gt; para hablar (la mitad de la nota) de lo que paso ayer en la telenovela del momento y para darle obviamente algo de manija. notese lo marcado en negrita. me encantan los clishés telenovelisiticos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114554894122255328?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114554894122255328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114554894122255328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/04/en-el-tiempo-no-para-julia-julieta.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114554803279781701</id><published>2006-04-20T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T08:47:12.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>raro:</title><content type='html'>entre ayer y hoy vi TRES pelirrojos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y yo medio que tengo un red haired boys-fetish*, asi que no puedo evitar mirarlos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*de vez en cuando tiro un par de cositas asi en ingles asi me siento un buen queerblogger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114554803279781701?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114554803279781701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114554803279781701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/04/raro.html' title='raro:'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114546666111301873</id><published>2006-04-19T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T10:11:01.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no da ir al cine a ver bajos intintos 2, ni bajarla da&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114546666111301873?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114546666111301873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114546666111301873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/04/no-da-ir-al-cine-ver-bajos-intintos-2.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114546275950790739</id><published>2006-04-19T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T09:27:00.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>creo que nunca vi a tantas luminarias juntas en una misma noche como vi anoche:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estaba maria fernanda villar, dionisio, dj deró, divina gloria, tonio birabén, emma horvi, alejo ortiz, yo que soy un star stalker no daba mas, estaba en extasis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ademas vimos a &lt;strong&gt;brazilian girls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;impresionante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que onda la tana que canta, que bien suenan, te hacen menearla a full&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;los modelos que habian contratado para que actuen de barmans obviamente no sabian preparar tragos, intomables (casi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despues yendo para kimynovak a pulpo v y a mi nos detuvo un patrullero, la pasamos feo, confieso, yo no tenia documentos, zafé con mi credencial de la facultá (!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114546275950790739?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114546275950790739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114546275950790739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/04/creo-que-nunca-vi-tantas-luminarias.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114532604763220047</id><published>2006-04-17T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T19:08:38.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no es re ochentas esta tapa? ochentas arrimando los noventas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7086/1813/1600/tapa_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7086/1813/320/tapa_c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;osea, la pose&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114532604763220047?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114532604763220047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114532604763220047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/04/no-es-re-ochentas-esta-tapa-ochentas.html' title='no es re ochentas esta tapa? ochentas arrimando los noventas'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114531561727950026</id><published>2006-04-17T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T16:13:37.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>que hago?</title><content type='html'>a)&lt;br /&gt;b)&lt;br /&gt;c)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si elijo "a" va a estar todo bien, la decision es dificil, no se porque me cuesta. pero hasta que punto aguantaré la opcion "b"? eso me tendria que llevar directamente a elegir "a" pero me invade la duda en el momento de ejecutar "a". y no se si elegir "c", aunque no se que es "c", era para llenar nomás.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el otro dia estaba el pantera, que lindo es, encima me miraba el guacho, me dijo "estuviste muy bien" y yo le pregunte "estuviste viviendo en brasil no?" y despues me siguio mirando, con cara de asustado que no se anima a proceder, me puede. a mi me dolia la panza y creo que tenia algo de fiebre, sino esta vez juro que le decia que me encantaba (si, seguro),y que estaba en mi top 5 de amores imposibles, bah imposible no se, que se yo.&lt;br /&gt;igual semana santa estuvo medio choto, medio raro. me sentia incomodo en todos lados. ah, vi el custodio, mencantó.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114531561727950026?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114531561727950026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114531561727950026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/04/que-hago.html' title='que hago?'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114478516918710389</id><published>2006-04-11T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T12:52:49.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>quien querria ver a &lt;a href="http://coacd.blogspot.com/2005/08/jude-in-nude.html"&gt;jude law en pinga&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114478516918710389?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114478516918710389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114478516918710389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/04/quien-querria-ver-jude-law-en-pinga.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114477913182112283</id><published>2006-04-11T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T11:12:11.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anoche soñe cosas raras, habia un perro en el sueño y una historia retorcida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114477913182112283?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114477913182112283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114477913182112283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/04/anoche-soe-cosas-raras-habia-un-perro.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114477909773091168</id><published>2006-04-11T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T11:11:37.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yo pienso de que...</title><content type='html'>...calentarte con un hit esta bueno, pero enamorarte de un disco es mucho mejor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114477909773091168?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114477909773091168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114477909773091168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/04/yo-pienso-de-que.html' title='yo pienso de que...'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114477228774267981</id><published>2006-04-11T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T09:18:07.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Britney Spears está pasando por un momento de angustia &lt;strong&gt;y según revelaron sería oral&lt;/strong&gt;. “Las últimas dos semanas han sido muy malas. Fue al supermercado un día y compró patatas fritas y todo tipo de chocolates. &lt;strong&gt;Cuando llegó a casa se lo comió todo como si no existiera el mañana”,&lt;/strong&gt; según publicó El confidencial.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"como si no existiera el mañana"!! jaja, genial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.infobae.com/notas/nota.php?Idx=248718&amp;amp;IdxSeccion=600795"&gt;+ aca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114477228774267981?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114477228774267981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114477228774267981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/04/britney-spears-est-pasando-por-un.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114469437833265312</id><published>2006-04-10T11:37:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T11:45:47.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>recomendados de otoño para tu walkman, 2da entrega</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.interproducciones.com.ar/1Fotos/32141.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s42.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=15O8N411YB7571HBTV2D5OGAEZ"&gt;emmanuel horvilleur - fan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 187px; HEIGHT: 125px" height="146" src="http://www.visitlasvegas.com/images/showevents/00012513.jpg" width="190" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s61.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=3PBY594XXB91Y0GWQJNPD4NFTY"&gt;juan gabriel - querida &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;gracias twee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114469437833265312?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114469437833265312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114469437833265312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/04/recomendados-de-otoo-para-tu-walkman_10.html' title='recomendados de otoño para tu walkman, 2da entrega'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114468792243331602</id><published>2006-04-10T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T09:52:03.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>recomendados de otoño para tu walkman</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://gblx.cache.el-mundo.net/elmundo/imagenes/2005/11/18/1132317545_0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s55.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=2U9IERAX2PG1U36YQ18RIWGUER"&gt;lisandro aristimuño - el arbol caido&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.artistdirect.com/Images/artd/amg/music/bio/568129_catpower05_200x200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s55.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=09JUZO52S2C0O2N404Z430NL6P"&gt;cat power - good woman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114468792243331602?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114468792243331602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114468792243331602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/04/recomendados-de-otoo-para-tu-walkman.html' title='recomendados de otoño para tu walkman'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114464133154412153</id><published>2006-04-09T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T20:55:31.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tenia tantas cosas parapostear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me olvidé todo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(14:07 minutos despues) ya me acordé ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pensando) ¿cuando fue la ultima vez que cambié las sabanas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114464133154412153?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114464133154412153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114464133154412153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/04/tenia-tantas-cosas-parapostear-me.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114464129631797014</id><published>2006-04-09T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T21:05:32.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mis intimos lo saben</title><content type='html'>cuando me quedo sin calzoncillos limpios me pongo en su reemplazo alguna de mis mallas floreadas, eso hasta que junto pilas y mando ropa al lavadero. el chino que atiende es copado, pero siempre tarda en encontrar mis bolsas de ropa cuando las voy a buscar y algun dia lo voy a tener que asesinar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, jamas haria eso. en general lo tratan medio mal los clientes, por ser extranjero supongo, pero yo soy como nicole que es "cero racista" y lo trato como a un argentino mas, aunque no lo sea y la verdá que se podria volver a su pais el chino ese de mierda, nos vienen a sacar laburo y asi estamos, por culpa de ellos, de los bolivianos, de rocio marengo y de luciana salazar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114464129631797014?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114464129631797014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114464129631797014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/04/mis-intimos-lo-saben.html' title='mis intimos lo saben'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114464134450906674</id><published>2006-04-09T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T21:05:43.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me rompe las pelotas llamar tipo 11 y media para pedir empanadas y yo les digo "te puedo pedir unas empanadas?" "no, no, ya cerramos" me dicen. "como ya cerrasteS? si me estas atendiendo", pienso, "yo como un bolas te hago un pedido y vos me arrebatas la ilusion, para eso no me atiendas".&lt;br /&gt;al segundo que llamé y me dijo lo mismo en vez de pensarlo se lo dije, furioso y desconcertado, "y para que ******* atendés el telefono?", el tipo se quedo mudo y me cortó. ahi en el espacio que puse ******* en realidad no dije nada, no soy tan violento verbalmente y confieso que algo mal me quede por haberle dicho eso. porque yo soy re pacifico, pero despues se me pasó.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114464134450906674?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114464134450906674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114464134450906674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/04/me-rompe-las-pelotas-llamar-tipo-11-y.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114464177596262059</id><published>2006-04-09T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T21:02:55.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a mi si me piden que ponga cara de "estoy mas jugada" me sale mucho mejor y mas sutil</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.semana.uol.com.ar/edicion_1070/images/tapa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aparte re que se la gestionó telefe porque estan desesperados porque alma pirata es malisimo y un re fracaso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ademas no se porque cuando veo la foto me imagino que le quedaria mejor que diga "me separé", no se porque, tal vez por esa costumbre revisteril de poner esos titulares con foto de archivo nada que ver, tal vez es por eso que es tan obvia la foto con lo que aparentemente dice lui. no se, es todo un tema. se abrio el debate, si este post no supera los 60 comments como estoy acostumbrado cierro el blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114464177596262059?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114464177596262059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114464177596262059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/04/mi-si-me-piden-que-ponga-cara-de-estoy.html' title='a mi si me piden que ponga cara de &quot;estoy mas jugada&quot; me sale mucho mejor y mas sutil'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114444052114804645</id><published>2006-04-07T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T13:12:39.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a_che viste que daniela urzi quiere ser dj? ademas dice que la musica en buenos aires es chata...&lt;br /&gt;b_de donde sacaste eso?&lt;br /&gt;a_de clarin digital, y el otro dia en todos los noticieros salio una nota al nuevo disco de cerati, que antes de que saliera ya tenia 40.000 copias reservadas en las disquerias&lt;br /&gt;b_40.000? que idolo, entonces hasta vender, minimo, un millon y pico de discos no para&lt;br /&gt;a_y no, no para&lt;br /&gt;b_y no...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114444052114804645?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114444052114804645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114444052114804645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/04/ache-viste-que-daniela-urzi-quiere-ser.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114433760283023109</id><published>2006-04-06T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T08:33:22.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pacto con el diablo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7086/1813/1600/soytu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7086/1813/400/soytu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/doloress_"&gt;http://www.fotolog.com/doloress_&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114433760283023109?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114433760283023109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114433760283023109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/04/pacto-con-el-diablo.html' title='pacto con el diablo?'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114412302254846496</id><published>2006-04-03T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T20:57:02.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cuando se enoja, walter quiroz en &lt;strong&gt;el tiempo no para&lt;/strong&gt; dice &lt;em&gt;"fuck"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114412302254846496?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114412302254846496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114412302254846496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/04/cuando-se-enoja-walter-quiroz-en-el.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114369467634070135</id><published>2006-03-29T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T20:57:56.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nunca lo habia escuchado a hablar a alan faena pero puedo decir que hoy lo vi en un mini especial de sony y fue re deserotizante. mi atracción por el murio en el segundo en que me di cuenta que la voz que sonaba era SU voz y no la de pastor oviedo. decir deserotizante o "me erotiza" es re moria, con mi amigo laque siempre jodemos con eso. "me erotiza lo cerebral" es tan moria, pero de alan ya no me erotiza nada despues de haberlo escuchado hablar.&lt;br /&gt;recien fui a ver hostel y la verdá que me podria haber quedado en casa viendo "el tiempo no para", EL programa del que todos ya somos fans, porque que se yo, hostel "esta bien", como diria mi amigo laque, pero en fin, mero entretenimiento de ese que cuando dejas la sala no te deja nada. y ademas me perdi el partido de nalba, pero como ganó esta todo bien.&lt;br /&gt;me quede pensando, con esto de el tiempo no para y soy tu fanS...como viene canal 9 este año! (!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114369467634070135?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114369467634070135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114369467634070135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/03/nunca-lo-habia-escuchado-hablar-alan.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114366235565033041</id><published>2006-03-29T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T11:59:15.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>para vos?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7086/1813/1600/estas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7086/1813/400/estas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mail-chateando&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114366235565033041?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114366235565033041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114366235565033041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/03/para-vos.html' title='para vos?'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114357904112257957</id><published>2006-03-28T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T12:50:41.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://us.movies1.yimg.com/movies.yahoo.com/images/hv/photo/movie_pix/warner_brothers/the_exorcist/_group_photos/ellen_burstyn2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris MacNeil: [Ouija pointer pulls away from Chris] You really don't want me to play huh? Regan MacNeil: No I do, Captain Howdy said no.&lt;br /&gt;Chris MacNeil: Captain who?&lt;br /&gt;Regan MacNeil: Captain Howdy.&lt;br /&gt;Chris MacNeil: Who's Captain Howdy?&lt;br /&gt;Regan MacNeil: You know, I make the questions and he does the answers.&lt;br /&gt;Chris MacNeil: Oh, Captain Howdy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114357904112257957?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114357904112257957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114357904112257957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/03/chris-macneil-ouija-pointer-pulls-away.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114357952360478273</id><published>2006-03-27T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T12:58:43.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mi hermana jura haberla visto a dolores fonzi de la mano de gael garcia bernal ayer a metros del cinemark de berutti, "me los choqué" me dijo. "no creo que haya sido gael" le dije, "el tiene acento gallego?" me preguntó, "no, no era entonces, es mexicano" le dije.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114357952360478273?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114357952360478273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114357952360478273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/03/mi-hermana-jura-haberla-visto-dolores_27.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114347976341897448</id><published>2006-03-27T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T09:16:03.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>galletitas fetiche</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.alimentos-granix.com.ar/images/gdul_futisalva.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el año pasado fueron las talitas, este año: las frutigran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114347976341897448?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114347976341897448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114347976341897448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/03/galletitas-fetiche.html' title='galletitas fetiche'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114347668861408860</id><published>2006-03-27T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T08:24:48.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.sitiosargentina.com.ar/fotos/mujeres/fotos/z/zulemita_menem_08-ch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ir un sabado a la noche a las cañitas es como tirarse de cabeza a la pileta de la noche del esplendor menemista.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114347668861408860?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114347668861408860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114347668861408860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/03/ir-un-sabado-la-noche-las-caitas-es.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114314108475392464</id><published>2006-03-23T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T11:22:42.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>al pedo pero que no se note (tanto)</title><content type='html'>tu jefe se aproxima a tu computadora, el sabe que estas al pedo, ninguna tarea asignada, pajereás a mas no poder, por suerte viene y le habla a tu compañero, que está espalda a espalda con vos, relojea tu monitor a ver que garcha estas haciendo y no te dice nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en esos momentos de farsa, de "hacer que laburo" hago estas actividades y me siento el mas ladrón y farsante:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) me hago el que instalo fonts&lt;br /&gt;2) abro el outlook &gt; nuevo mail &gt; me hago el que tipeo algo&lt;br /&gt;3) entro a mi pc, mis documentos, alguna carpeta "neutra"&lt;br /&gt;4) google esta bien, me puede ver usandolo&lt;br /&gt;5) hotmail tambien, porque no?&lt;br /&gt;6) msn ya no uso (que superado soy)&lt;br /&gt;7) me hago el que leo clarin digital&lt;br /&gt;8) pido porfavor que no me pida hacer nada, asi puedo seguir haciendo lo que mejor me sale y mas disfruto*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ojo, hay dias que laburo eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*boludear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114314108475392464?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114314108475392464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114314108475392464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/03/al-pedo-pero-que-no-se-note-tanto.html' title='al pedo pero que no se note (tanto)'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114313506836312212</id><published>2006-03-23T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T09:31:34.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"I think Tijuana is the closest I've ever got to Hollywood. It sounds likea really bad tragedy, doesn't it? The Closest I Ever Got To Hollywood Was Tijuana!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lo dijo &lt;a href="http://www.justjared.com/gossip/2006/03/gael_garcia_bernal_another_man.php"&gt;ggb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114313506836312212?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114313506836312212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114313506836312212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-think-tijuana-is-closest-ive-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114312947209457037</id><published>2006-03-23T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T09:08:41.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/B000E11568.01._AA240_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;uuuu, i am innocent, you are a rocket&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/es/?d=SFEPDBDJ"&gt;white collar boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114312947209457037?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114312947209457037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114312947209457037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/03/uuuu-i-am-innocent-you-are-rocket.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114312906157883870</id><published>2006-03-23T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T07:51:01.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.lumiere.net.nz/reader/media/images/dvd_heavenly_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el otro dia dieron en isat heavenly creatures, la vi hace exactamente diez años en un siniestro cine de lavalle y hoy sigue intacta en mi top 5 de peliculas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114312906157883870?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114312906157883870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114312906157883870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/03/el-otro-dia-dieron-en-isat-heavenly.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114287327070327308</id><published>2006-03-20T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T08:47:58.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.davidlachapelle.com/m_covers/covers_lg/interview/13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acuerdense que mañana esta &lt;strong&gt;soy tu fan&lt;/strong&gt;, el unico programa que está permitido ver de canal 9, ademas de "5 a 7" con macu y vero varano, que es divertido y el otro dia le hicieron una entrevista a &lt;a href="http://www.lilianachelli.com.ar/home.html"&gt;liliana cheli&lt;/a&gt; que fue genial. ademas mañana es el ultimo capitulo y va a estar gael, y eso lo justifica todo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114287327070327308?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114287327070327308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114287327070327308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/03/acuerdense-que-maana-esta-soy-tu-fan.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114286768764768645</id><published>2006-03-20T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T07:16:09.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>prestigioso humorista</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.pagina12.com.ar/fotos/radar/20060319/notas_r/copia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salió en &lt;a href="http://www.pagina12.com.ar/diario/suplementos/radar/index-2006-03-20.html"&gt;radar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114286768764768645?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114286768764768645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114286768764768645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/03/prestigioso-humorista.html' title='prestigioso humorista'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114262283698649240</id><published>2006-03-17T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T11:13:57.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>recomendable</title><content type='html'>hace como una semana y media que no me conecto al msn. es raro, porque laburo frente a una computadora, y podria. pero me aburrió.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114262283698649240?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114262283698649240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114262283698649240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/03/recomendable.html' title='recomendable'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114243714494497023</id><published>2006-03-15T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T07:39:04.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.dallasobserver.com/issues/2000-04-27/music/music2.1.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big monster&lt;br /&gt;Big monster lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.stefpix.com/archives/albums/chan/20_chan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114243714494497023?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114243714494497023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114243714494497023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/03/big-monster-big-monster-lover.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114235464180011145</id><published>2006-03-14T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T08:44:55.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>acuerdense que hoy esta soy tu fan, el unico programa que esta permitido ver de canal 9, ah y "de 9 a 12" con chiche y maby que es divertido.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114235464180011145?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114235464180011145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114235464180011145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/03/acuerdense-que-hoy-esta-soy-tu-fan-el.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114234969962769623</id><published>2006-03-14T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T07:21:39.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me siento re florencia kirchner que le encontraron el &lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/just_mee"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fotolog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114234969962769623?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114234969962769623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114234969962769623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/03/me-siento-re-florencia-kirchner-que-le.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114227892206545515</id><published>2006-03-13T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T11:42:02.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>estoy regalado, mal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114227892206545515?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114227892206545515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114227892206545515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/03/estoy-regalado-mal.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114227888563003248</id><published>2006-03-13T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T11:41:25.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nada puede salirme peor, estaba escribiendo un post y vino una compañera da laburo a mi computadora para mostrarme unas correcciones y aunque cambie de ventana, abajo seguia apareciendo "blogger: dame, guachin". seguro ya lo googleó y ya esta leyendo todo, ya sabe que soy puto y mil cosas mas. bueno, vero, dejame un mensaje si lo estas leyendo, jaja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la puta madre&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114227888563003248?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114227888563003248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114227888563003248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/03/nada-puede-salirme-peor-estaba.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114227795117417624</id><published>2006-03-13T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T11:25:51.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>quiero estar en cualquier otro lado menos aca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que hago aca?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114227795117417624?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114227795117417624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114227795117417624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/03/quiero-estar-en-cualquier-otro-lado.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114227623549951947</id><published>2006-03-13T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T10:57:15.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>que dia dificil el lunes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114227623549951947?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114227623549951947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114227623549951947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/03/que-dia-dificil-el-lunes.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114209578215391174</id><published>2006-03-11T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T08:49:42.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck me, i´m twee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7086/1813/1600/1141810478_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7086/1813/400/1141810478_f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a mi y a patricia viggiano nos encanta &lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.com/tweefuck"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;este fotolog &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114209578215391174?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114209578215391174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114209578215391174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/03/fuck-me-im-twee.html' title='fuck me, i´m twee'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114209520423118984</id><published>2006-03-11T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T08:44:25.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>soy bastante aburrido mientras duermo y no suelo tener sueños calientes, ni suelo recordar mucho lo que sueño. anoche tuve un sueño raro y hot, en un momento entraba en una especie de cine porno, pero que en realidad era mas un sauna, pero el lugar parecia mas que nada un baño romano y estaba lleno de chabones, la mayoria vestidos, mucho sexo, chupadas de pija, muy confuso de todas formas. lo loco era que habia mucha pendeja teen colada y fisgona, que queria ver que onda este lugar, y era re normal verlas deambular, el lugar estaba iluminado y todo era muy relax.&lt;br /&gt;despues no se como terminé en la cama con un ex compañero de laburo que a mi me encantaba, un petiso que en el sueño era bastante pijudo, y con una actual compañerA (atencion ahi!) de laburo, los tres en bolas en la cama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deberia pajearme al respecto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114209520423118984?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114209520423118984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114209520423118984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/03/soy-bastante-aburrido-mientras-duermo.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114201373599288030</id><published>2006-03-10T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T10:02:16.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a la gente que manda forwards diciendo que va a haber que pagar el messenger algo le falla.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114201373599288030?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114201373599288030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114201373599288030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/03/la-gente-que-manda-forwards-diciendo.html' title=''/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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-18513394.post-114186401522798171</id><published>2006-03-08T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T16:28:49.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>inspirados</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.gente.com.ar/imgContent//tapas/2006/03/2120/tapa_c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.repubblica.it/2003/e/gallerie/spettacoliecultura/scanuda/ap75341890702175026_big.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18513394-114186401522798171?l=dameguachin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114186401522798171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18513394/posts/default/114186401522798171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dameguachin.blogspot.com/2006/03/inspirados.html' title='inspirados'/><author><name>dame</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11160789083277290230</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></feed>
