<?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-819284022965773849</id><updated>2012-01-30T03:48:28.544-08:00</updated><category term='Cristina Dinu'/><category term='gunoi'/><category term='penibil'/><category term='idioti'/><category term='vineri'/><category term='stinge lumina'/><category term='vara'/><category term='romania'/><category term='vedete'/><category term='parc'/><category term='principii'/><category term='video'/><category term='imnul turistic'/><category term='1 mai'/><category term='dakota fanning'/><category term='soare'/><category term='metrou'/><category term='pitipoance'/><title type='text'>Colors of life by Raluca Matei</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819284022965773849.post-4048094464352048802</id><published>2010-09-20T14:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T15:01:39.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Succesuri care le-am auzit decat.. mereu.."</title><content type='html'>Ati observat cata lume scrie "vre-o" si "vre-un"?&lt;br /&gt;Cata lume nu stie sa conjuge verbul "a crea"?&lt;br /&gt;Cate persoane pe care le cunoasteti intreaba "ce-S cu astea aici?"?&lt;br /&gt;Cati oameni folosesc corect "decat"?&lt;br /&gt;Sau cate persoane tortureaza acuzativul cu formulari de genul "lucruri care le-am facut", "persoane care le-am vazut", etc.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sa ziceti: "asa, si? ce mare lucru?"... Pai, pe mine ma enerveaza. Sincer! Adica poate nici eu nu vorbesc (si, mai ales, scriu) 100% corect limba noastra - care, vorba aia, e o comoara - (si) pentru ca oricum multe reguli se schimba de la o zi la alta dar sunt anumite lucruri elementare peste care parca nu pot sa trec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poate par pretentioasa si pretioasa.. s-ar putea. Voi cum reactionati cand cei din jurul vostru se exprima incorect? Sau, mai bine zis, reactionati? Pardon: reactiona-ti? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/819284022965773849-4048094464352048802?l=violet-de-parma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/4048094464352048802/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2010/09/succesuri-care-le-am-auzit-decat-mereu.html#comment-form' title='10 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/4048094464352048802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/4048094464352048802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2010/09/succesuri-care-le-am-auzit-decat-mereu.html' title='&quot;Succesuri care le-am auzit decat.. mereu..&quot;'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819284022965773849.post-883852870249355803</id><published>2010-09-01T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T11:26:02.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Care e problema?</title><content type='html'>Problema e ca e seara si maine mergi la munca.. nu ai timp de fandoseli...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problema e ca ai fost la teatru si a fost foarte frumos si iar ti-ai promis ca vei merge mai des pentru ca iti place mult si dupa 2 luni iti dai seama ca .. ai uitat sa mai mergi la teatru..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problema e ca te invadeaza motivatiile si iti propui ca de maine sa muti muntii din loc (the Carpathian Garden adica..) si apoi te ia somnul si dimineata te prinde rutina in capcana si te pierzi in deadline-uri si .. la naiba cu muntii tai, au ramas tot acolo, ca doar ii vezi pe harta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problema e ca iar nu ai sunat-o pe prietena ta cu care trebuia sa te vezi de saptamana trecuta.. noroc ca si ea e la fel de ocupata si nu s-a prins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problema e ca alergi sa prinzi metroul si iti rupi tocurile si usile se inchid cand mai aveai doar 1 metru de parcurs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problema e ca pierzi prea putin timp cu ceea ce iti face placere si apoi ti se pare ca ai pierdut prea mult, cand tu aveai lucruri importante de rezolvat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problema e ca, daca mai auzi de multe ori pe strada "tigari, tigari, tigari, tigari" si "am brichete la 1 leu, 2 brichete la 1 leu" iti cam vine sa te apuci de fumat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problema e ca peste 2 ani n-o sa mai fi tanara, ca asa zice in reclama Orange Young, "daca ai intre 18 si 26 de ani"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problema e ca e o problema..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai bine hai la iarba verde!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/819284022965773849-883852870249355803?l=violet-de-parma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/883852870249355803/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2010/09/care-e-problema.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/883852870249355803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/883852870249355803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2010/09/care-e-problema.html' title='Care e problema?'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819284022965773849.post-3224881681347565888</id><published>2010-07-20T00:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T00:27:37.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inca un strigat disperat pentru Cristina</title><content type='html'>Probabil o cunosteti pe Cristina, daca nu personal macar din media. Am mai &lt;a href="httphttp://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/08/vreau-sa-fac-trafic.html"&gt;scris si eu despre ea&lt;/a&gt;.. Cristina are cancer limfatic si de cativa ani se lupta din rasputeri cu boala, ajutata de o echipa de medici extraodinari din Viena, unde locuieste (in spital, GEN..), de multa vreme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dupa ce, cu ajutorul multor oameni cu suflet, a reusit sa stranga sume impresionante necesare pentru multe interventii complicate, Cristina lanseaza un ultim apel disperat. Haideti sa o ajutam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iata mai jos mesajul ei:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Se cauta donator de celule stem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Primul pas : Testarea.&lt;br /&gt;Testarea presupune recoltarea de sange – 2-3 eprubete, procedura perfect normala, fara niciun fel de specific.&lt;br /&gt;Testul in sine poarta denumirea de tipizare HLA (pentru google – HLA Typing sau Human Leukocyte Antigen)&lt;br /&gt;Timp in care trebuie sa se faca testarea : 20-30 iulie 2010.&lt;br /&gt;De ce? Rezultatul este gata in doua saptamani (atat cere procedura tehnica, fara intarzieri administrative, deci nu se pune problema ca ar putea fi obtinut mai devreme)&lt;br /&gt;De ce graba? In maximum o luna trebuie sa intru in transplant, cu sau fara donator adult. Am deja disponibile celule stem colectate din cordon ombilical, de la doi bebelusi, din baza de date internationala = 70 000 euro.&lt;br /&gt;De ce nu mai sunt cea mai buna optiune? Pentru ca in ipoteza unei boli progresive (cazul meu), sunt sanse ca dupa transplantul propriu zis, cand dispare complet sistemul imunitar, sa am nevoie de chimio pentru stoparea bolii, ca sa se permita celulelor stem sa mearga spre maduva, sa isi faca acolo o casa iar pe drum sa elimine cancerul. Diferenta intre celulele din cordon ombilical si cele de la donator adult – cele adulte isi fac treaba mai repede si imi pot redobandi sistemul imunitar mai repede cu aproximativ doua saptamani. Risc asumat cu celule de cordon ombilical – mare , de deces…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optiuni practice :&lt;br /&gt;- Romania = 1000 euro/persoana, pentru ca fara costuri sunt testate numai rudele, iar registrul pe care l-au laudat nu este nici acum functional si nu se mai fac teste gratis si inregistrari, din lipsa de fonduri (ce surpriza, nu?!)&lt;br /&gt;- Austria, Viena – Registrul donatorilor de celule stem din Viena este la curent cu cazul meu si doreste sa ma ajute. Partea de organizare se va finaliza la inceputul saptamanii viitoare.&lt;br /&gt;Sunt de acord sa imi testeze prieteni, cunostinte, oameni care doresc sa ajute, fara costuri. Conditia – ca a oricarui registru de donatori din lume – sa isi dea consimtamantul de a fi inregistrati in Registrul international si sa dea datele de contact pentru situatia in care apare vreun pacient cu care ar fi gasit compatibil. Asta se intampla foarte rar, multi dintre cei inscrisi nu sunt niciodata sunati.&lt;br /&gt;ATENTIE !! CA ORICE DONARE, DEPINDE NUMAI DE VOINTA DONATORULUI. ADICA, VA PUTETI RAZGANDI ORICAND SI SA VA RETRAGETI CONSIMTAMANTUL, FARA VREO SANCTIUNE. Prin telefon, email, fax sau chiar daca sunteti sunati sa veniti sa donati puteti spune ca nu mai vreti.&lt;br /&gt;Aceasta este varianta cea mai buna pentru mine in prezent, urmand sa suport pentru un anumit numar de persoane costurile deplasarii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sansele ca o persoana sa fie compatibila cu mine sunt de 1/80 000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca totusi am si eu in sfarsit noroc, si voi gasi un donator compatibil intre dumneavoastra, procedura este urmatoarea (eu am parcurs-o, fiindu-mi colectate propriile celule stem pentru primul transplant care a fost necesar pentru a castiga timp in fata bolii):&lt;br /&gt;II Colectarea&lt;br /&gt;- Se face stimulare cu o substanta numita filgrastin care determina proliferarea celulelor stem din maduva si migrarea acestora in sangele periferic.&lt;br /&gt;- Aceasta substanta se administreaza ca solutie injectabila pe care o pun la dispozitie eu, (o folosesc si eu), subcutanat, timp de cateva zile, pana se ajunge la numarul optim de celule stem pentru colectare. Eu imi fac si mi-am facut singura injectiile. Nu sunt dureroase si sunt injectii doar… :)&lt;br /&gt;- In unele cazuri, pe perioada administrarii injectiilor, pot aparea dureri musculare sau dureri similare celor menstruale. Fetelor, va rog explicati. Nu se moare din asa ceva, dar puteti fi morocanosi :)&lt;br /&gt;- In perioada stimularii, periodic, la cateva zile, se fac teste pentru a numara celulele stem din sange.&lt;br /&gt;- Colectarea celulelor se face din sange, ca la donare normala de sange doar ca dureaza mai multe ore.&lt;br /&gt;- Se folosesc kituri de unica folosinta&lt;br /&gt;- Se introduc doua ace – unul in mana dreapta, altul in mana stanga. Din una din maini pleaca sangele catre un aparat de centrifugare care va retine celulele stem intr-o punguta conectata la aparat. Pe furtunul atasat la mana cealalta se intoarce sangele fara celulele colectate. Celulele mature din sange raman – de acelea aveti nevoie, iar celulele stem se regenereaza rapid, fara sa apucati sa le simtiti lipsa.&lt;br /&gt;- Procedura nu este dureroasa, ci incomoda. Stati pe un fotoliu/pat nemiscat pentru aproximativ 5 ore. Colectarea se face in una sau maximum doua zile. In functie de cat este de in forma maduva donatorului. Mie mi-au facut-o in doua zile dupa un an de chimioterapie. Cunosc o persoana cu aceeasi afectiune ca a mea careia, tot dupa un an de chimio, i s-a reusit colectarea intr-o singura zi.&lt;br /&gt;- Daca se ajunge la colectare, ceea ce eu sper din suflet, riscurile sunt minime, ca la administrarea unei perfuzii. Aici nu se intampla nimic, de regula….&lt;br /&gt;- Sunteti monitorizat pe toata durata procedurii, vi se administreaza calciu pentru a il inlocui cel care se leaga de substanta anticoagulare care trebuie administrata din motive evidente (ca sangele sa nu se coaguleze cat se plimba prin masina de colectare)&lt;br /&gt;- Eu nu am avut nicio problema la colectare.&lt;br /&gt;- Costurile colectarii, deplasarii si cazarii in perioada colectarii sunt suportate integral de familia mea.&lt;br /&gt;A da! Se face automat asigurare pentru donator – daca aveti nevoie de vreun medicament sau de ceva dupa colectare, cazuri extrem de rare, suporta asigurarea facuta la registru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pentru cei care doresc sa ma ajute – am nevoie de oameni care sa fie siguri ca vor sa faca asta pentru ca pentru noi este o chestiune de viata si de moarte dar si o investitie financiara enorma pe care cu greu ne-o putem permite :&lt;br /&gt;- Am nevoie sa imi transmiteti liste cu numele persoanelor doritoare sa se testeze, date de contact – adresa si telefon si cand ati dori si putea sa veniti in perioada specificata.&lt;br /&gt;- Voi transmite aceasta lista la registru pentru organizare.&lt;br /&gt;- Va vor transmite rezultatele testului.&lt;br /&gt;- Se fac si testele hiv, hepatite, sifilis gratis (desi in mod normal sunt foarte scumpe)&lt;br /&gt;- Astept o situatie pana marti, daca se poate, pentru a face o centralizare. Intre timp, voi afla si daca se poate face testul si in weekend si va comunic, eventual si pe blog www.cristinalilianadinu.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;- Va stau la dispozitie pentru orice detalii, mail : dinucristina8223@yahoo.com. Telefon : 0040722608485.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Va multumesc din suflet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Va astept la Viena!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Va astept si eu sa ma contactati cat mai rapid daca o puteti ajuta.&lt;br /&gt;Multumesc!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/819284022965773849-3224881681347565888?l=violet-de-parma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/3224881681347565888/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2010/07/inca-un-strigat-disperat-pentru.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/3224881681347565888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/3224881681347565888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2010/07/inca-un-strigat-disperat-pentru.html' title='Inca un strigat disperat pentru Cristina'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819284022965773849.post-3899305085854168113</id><published>2009-12-02T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T04:36:45.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Balantele sunt mai nelinistite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Zilele trecute iar mi s-a activat functia specifica zodiei. Am lasat-o sa ruleze, sa-si faca de cap si mi-a cam virusat sistemul. Va trebui sa dau un debugg.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Am urmarit (la TV) povestea unui antrenor de patinaj viteza  - nici nu stiam ca exista asa ceva in Romania - care a obtinut si continua sa obtina rezultate foarte bune cu elevii sai la competitiile internationale, culmea, fara ca acestia sa aiba macar un patinoar. Din dorinta de a sustine talentele pe care le descopera, acest om plateste de multe ori din buzunarul propriu deplasarile copiilor si echipamentele lor de concurs (de fapt, echipamentul de concurs, pe care ei il imprumuta de la unul la altul) si a construit chiar un sistem care simuleaza pista de gheata, un fel de linoleum - daca am inteles eu bine -pe care copiii se antreneaza folosind niste "cipici" speciali care aluneca. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;De ce? Pentru ca statul considera ca acest sport nu reprezinta o prioritate si, prin urmare, fondurile alocate sunt putine sau deloc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mi se pare normal! E mult mai important sa umpli tara de panouri electorale, eventual cate 20 identice pe un stalp.. Fiecare panou pe care l-am vazut in ultima luna mi-a declansat un puternic proces de constiinta patriotica.. Bleah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Si acum sa facem o analiza simpla.. Punem pe un umar situatia acestor oameni valorosi si lipsiti de sansa si, pe celalalt, noptile petrecute de stim noi cine in cluburile de fite, cu mii si zeci de mii de euro cheltuiti pe cate o sticla de sampanie cu mot, sub ploaia sublima de servetele.. E drept, nu exista niciun fel de obligatii din nicio parte dar povara din spinare tot e grea..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;PS: Nu exista studii care sa demonstreze afirmatia din titlu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/819284022965773849-3899305085854168113?l=violet-de-parma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/3899305085854168113/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/12/balantele-sunt-mai-nelinistite.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/3899305085854168113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/3899305085854168113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/12/balantele-sunt-mai-nelinistite.html' title='Balantele sunt mai nelinistite'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819284022965773849.post-468278107849144423</id><published>2009-11-06T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T04:44:23.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just sharing.. :)</title><content type='html'>Navigam astazi cu avant pe net si am dat peste acest lucru minunat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 semne ca s-ar putea sa sfarsesti in publicitate:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nu ai niciun talent clar definit. Dimpotriva: ai multe, dar tulburi. Mama te-a vazut si pianist, si olimpic la fizica, si jurnalist dar i-a trecut repede.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ti-ai ales facultatea prin excludere. Au fost multe care au sarit din schema din start, si asta ti-a usurat drumul in viata.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Te descurci sensibil mai bine la oral decat la scris.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Cariera" inseamna pentru tine un munte de piatra.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pierzi noptile fara sa ai senzatia ca pierzi ceva.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Acum.. as putea sa ma manifest cumva ca fetele alea care tipa cand vad un animal pufos sau un dressing imens si perfect organizat (cum am vazut cu totii prin reclame, normal) dar contextul ma impiedica. Asa ca o sa ma exprim atat cat imi permite "spatiul de emisie" :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sa citesc acest mic paragraf a fost mai bine decat 2 ore de mangaiat prin par, mai bine decat 10 perechi noi de pantofi, mai bine decat o marire de salariu (... totusi, de ultima comparatie nu sunt asa sigura). A fost foarte tareee!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Multumesc, &lt;a href="http://iqads.ro/Advertising_read_11505/ioana_gheorghita__cum_m_am_angajat_in_publicitate.html"&gt;Ioana Gheorhita&lt;/a&gt;! Multumesc ca ai vorbit despre MINE la modul cel mai clar si natural! Multumesc ca mi-ai dat una peste ceafa si m-ai luminat, mi-ai confirmat ca, well, ar trebui sa lucrez in publicitate.. si ca am o sansa! Aveam eu o banuiala, dar nimeni nu mi-a mai dat asa un branci pana acum. Anyway, multumesc! Am si eu o curiozitate totusi: de unde ma cunosti? :))&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/819284022965773849-468278107849144423?l=violet-de-parma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/468278107849144423/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-sharing.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/468278107849144423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/468278107849144423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-sharing.html' title='Just sharing.. :)'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819284022965773849.post-385969120618294216</id><published>2009-10-27T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T05:34:51.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aforisme si cugetari :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nu e prima data cand ajung sa ma intreb cum am trait noi pana acum fara unele inventii moderne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;De exemplu Google. Prima legatura pe care o creez pe ideea asta e cu acel “mic” dictionar enciclopedic pe care ma bazam serios in cazul care m-ar fi invadat hotii si ar fi trebuit sa-i “adorm” cu o lovitura in cap :)) (da, asa e, oricum eu sunt o viteaza). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar ce naiba? As fi gasit in dictionarul ala spectacolele de teatru pe toata saptamana, &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?q=dane+cook&amp;amp;sourceid=ie7&amp;amp;rls=com.microsoft:en-US&amp;amp;oe=utf8&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;ei=4uLmSrfPCoKb_AbExZz8Bw&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=image_result_group&amp;amp;ct=title&amp;amp;resnum=4&amp;amp;ved=0CCwQsAQwAw"&gt;poze cu Dane Cook&lt;/a&gt;, retete de prajituri (da, sunt si o bucatareasa excelenta), versuri de melodii (si, mai ales, melodii dupa versuri!!), cele mai noi filme, articole din presa, logo-uri, oameni?? No way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ma rog, eu am confundat putin Google cu Internetul dar, pana la urma, nu cam asa e? Ba da. Si e foarte tareee!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sau.. cum am trait pana acum fara placa de par? Greu, cum sa traim? Cu nervi ca, desi am dormit cu grija si, la fiecare miscare in somn, am asezat frumos parul pe perna, ne-am trezit cu o capita de fan in loc de par si azi facem si poze pentru albumul clasei..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sau.. cum am fi fost fara telefon mobil? Cu siguranta, mult mai sanatosi!! Si poate chiar putin mai liberi. Dar, chiar si asa, telefonul mobil e acum mai ceva ca umbra! :)) Mm.. oare ce-o mai fi facand Getutza? Da-i un telefon! Problema rezolvata. Asta doar daca Getutza nu-ti respinge apelul pentru ca e intr-o inlanire mega importanta din care poate scoate o gramada de bani, sa-si ia si ea un telefon mai de doamne ajuta, ca astuia nici nu-i mai suna alarma dimineata si, daca mai intarzie de 2 ori, a incurcat-o. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sau.. cum ar fi viata fara GPS? La fel! Mai ales daca ploua sau e ceata si tu esti intr-o padure din Bulgaria si n-ai avut bunul simt sa inveti literele chirilice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sa nu mai zic de scara rulanta de la metrou =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai sanatate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Update: Apropo de scarile rulante de la metrou:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2lXh2n0aPyw&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2lXh2n0aPyw&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/819284022965773849-385969120618294216?l=violet-de-parma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/385969120618294216/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/10/aforisme-si-cugetari.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/385969120618294216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/385969120618294216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/10/aforisme-si-cugetari.html' title='Aforisme si cugetari :))'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819284022965773849.post-2106291283602684132</id><published>2009-10-19T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T07:22:28.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramane doar speranta..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ramane doar speranta.. ca somnul pana la 11 dimineata sa devina obligatoriu. Si ca zilele de luni cu frig si ploaie vor disparea din calendar. Mai zicea cineva la un moment dat ca ar fi bine ca saptamana sa inceapa direct de marti. Nu e o idee rea. Dar... ramane doar speranta :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramane doar speranta.. ca ea sa inteleaga in final ca el nu merita. Sa-si dea seama ca nu e ok sa te simti in fiecare zi ca intr-o luni cu frig si ploaie. Si ca se poate si altfel! Sa realizeze (tot ea) ca a fi un bun ascultator nu inseamna sa o lase sa vorbeasca singura, ca dragostea nu se masoara in numar de sms-uri cu “I’m sorry” pe minut, ca “Hot’n cold” a lui Katy Perry nu e doar o melodie fara sens. Dar.. ramane doar speranta :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramane doar speranta.. ca macar 5 zile consecutive sa nu intalnesc pe strada indivizi primitivi care se inmultesc prin spori (si, totusi, sunt din ce in ce mai multi) si care isi marcheaza teritoriul prin saliva. Sa nu mai aud cum le suna telefonul in ritm de manele, sa nu mai blochez usile de la masina si sa pornesc  stergatoarele cand se napustesc asupra parbrizului abia spalat. Sa nu mai fac febra musculara tinand strans geanta langa mine in preajma celor “interesati”, carora le-a cazut un fir de par in munca si li s-a facut scarba de ea. Dar.. ramane doar speranta :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramane doar speranta.. ca toate lucrurile sa fie exact asa cum vreau eu :D&lt;br /&gt;Deocamdata!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/819284022965773849-2106291283602684132?l=violet-de-parma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/2106291283602684132/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/10/ramane-doar-speranta.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/2106291283602684132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/2106291283602684132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/10/ramane-doar-speranta.html' title='Ramane doar speranta..'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819284022965773849.post-7415538628441291495</id><published>2009-09-25T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T22:51:03.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday to me</title><content type='html'>Si pana la urma la ce e bun blogul asta daca nu sa strig in gura mare ca azi e ziua mea? :)&lt;div&gt;Asa ca.. azi e ziua mea (strigat in gura mare)! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sanatate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/819284022965773849-7415538628441291495?l=violet-de-parma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/7415538628441291495/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/7415538628441291495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/7415538628441291495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy birthday to me'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819284022965773849.post-6506397547873576504</id><published>2009-09-15T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T03:39:15.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De ce nu cred in broaste fermecate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Azi-noapte am avut un alt vis din categoria “WTF!!”..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Am dat peste un pui de crocodil – era de fapt un pui de dinozaur – care se inecase cumva si pe care acum ma chinuiam sa-l readuc in simtiri.. Si m-am chinuit ceva timp (nu, nu i-am facut respiratie gura la gura!!).. Pana la urma, vietatea asta ciudata si-a revenit si a inceput sa respire normal, dupa care s-a transformat intr-un ...... COCALAR(!!!) care nu stia sa lege doua vorbe si care ma percepea acum ca pe protectoarea lui, cum se intampla cu puii abia iesiti din ou, care se ataseaza de prima fiinta pe care o vad. Cu alte cuvinte, nu mai scapam de el. De el, de cocalar... :(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interpretare (cu “probabil” in fata):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crocodilul:&lt;/strong&gt; l-am vazut aseara pe Discovery, la Ultimate Survival. Se explica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ajutorul acordat:&lt;/strong&gt; instinctul meu tembel de salvator.. trebuie sa scap de el..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cocalarul:&lt;/strong&gt; Acest lait motiv al vietii mele de “magnet de cocalari” (sincer, nu sunt sigura ca termenul asta e cel mai potrivit, as adauga pentru nuantare sinonimele partiale de “badaran”, “mitocan”, “libidinos”,”penibil”).. Cu siguranta se leaga de acele momente deosebite de “hei, pepusha” pe care noi, toate fetele, le iubim si de care eu am parte din plin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intotdeauna m-am intrebat de ce simt unii nevoia sa-si exprime strident gandurile de reproducere. Primitivilor!! Un prieten mi-a zis ca toti barbatii striga dupa fete, numai ca unii striga in gandul lor.. Felicitari, deci se poate! M-am gandit ca aceste reactii au legatura cu faptul ca “victima” e mult prea frumoasa ca sa treaca neobservata. Dar, uimitor, nu e asa! Adica serios, eu ma cunosc, sunt draguta dar nu sunt vreo frumusete rara. Si am multe exemple pe tema asta. Uite unul: eram prin scoala generala, intr-o iarna friguroasa, mergeam greu prin zapada de pe trotuar, si aratam ca un balon, intr-o geaca imensa si cu un ghiozdan in spate. Fes nu cred ca aveam, ca pe vremea aia mi se parea o rusine sa porti fes si il dadeam jos cand ajungeam la colt :D. Va puteti imagina cum Mos Martina din mine i-a inspirat unui “domn” cuvintele acestea de dor: “Mama, ce sani ai!!” Sunteti bolnavi!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am recitit si-mi vine sa rad :)) ma rog, rasu’ plansu’...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De &lt;strong&gt;senzatia de inec si sufocare&lt;/strong&gt; nu ma leg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concluzie: Dupa ce ca a venit toamna si dispozitia mea e ca functia sinus, broasca mea tocmai mi-a tras teapa :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381641435373509554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEoD0dQfN0Y/Sq9uX0_2G7I/AAAAAAAAAhw/mJjDDZtz0dg/s400/frog.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sanatate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/819284022965773849-6506397547873576504?l=violet-de-parma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/6506397547873576504/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/09/de-ce-nu-cred-in-broaste-fermecate.html#comment-form' title='5 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/6506397547873576504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/6506397547873576504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/09/de-ce-nu-cred-in-broaste-fermecate.html' title='De ce nu cred in broaste fermecate'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEoD0dQfN0Y/Sq9uX0_2G7I/AAAAAAAAAhw/mJjDDZtz0dg/s72-c/frog.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819284022965773849.post-2887467343579233105</id><published>2009-09-08T05:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T05:49:13.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brrrrr</title><content type='html'>A venit iar toamna, proasta! Vremea-i naspa, vad in gri,&lt;br /&gt;Ce sa faci pe vremea asta? Sa imi spuna cine-o sti..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A venit iar toamna, recea! A dat iama prin dulap.&lt;br /&gt;Neuronii mei se-agita, parca-mi creste un alt cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A venit iar toamna, scarba! Ploua-ntruna fara rost,&lt;br /&gt;Stiu ca-s cam bacoviana, dar nici el nu era prost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A venit iar toamna, reaua! Si, de n-ar fi ziua mea,&lt;br /&gt;Jur c-as da-o-n judecata, pentru nervi ce-mi face, na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 285px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379076881452406034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEoD0dQfN0Y/SqZR7JJ8lRI/AAAAAAAAAho/wtME0fizNLA/s400/toamna.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nu mai radeti!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:)))))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/819284022965773849-2887467343579233105?l=violet-de-parma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/2887467343579233105/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/09/brrrrr.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/2887467343579233105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/2887467343579233105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/09/brrrrr.html' title='Brrrrr'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEoD0dQfN0Y/SqZR7JJ8lRI/AAAAAAAAAho/wtME0fizNLA/s72-c/toamna.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819284022965773849.post-1318562559220820936</id><published>2009-09-04T00:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T01:17:21.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De ziua Constantinescului</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Azi e ziua sefului meu. Asta inseamna probabil ca va trebui sa ma port frumos - sa zic "Da, sefu', imediat!" in loc de "Ce?? Acum??", sa zambesc de fiecare data cand mi se adreseaza si sa nu-i mai reprosez ca el are mess si eu nu... Asta e, trebuie sa ma mobilizez. Pana la urma e doar o zi.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In alta ordine de idei, pentru ca acum ceva timp, cand mi-a descoperit blogul, mi-a reprosat ca nu am scris nimic (de BINE, evident!) si despre el, am hotarat sa fac un efort si sa-i dedic aceasta postare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Despre seful meu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seful meu e atat de amabil incat isi zambeste politicos atunci cand se uita in oglinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seful meu e atat de bine informat incat are deja-vu cand citeste stirile de pe Mediafax si NewsIn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seful meu e atat de bun in meseria sa incat atunci cand vrea sa-si tasteze numele, computerul scrie automat “Guru”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seful meu mi s-a adresat de atatea ori cu “Matei, sedinta!” incat acum e in dilema daca “sedinta” e numele sau prenumele meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seful meu e atat de intelegator incat se supara pe mine daca ajung la timp la birou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seful meu e atat de creativ incat isi inregistreaza la OSIM fiecare afirmatie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seful meu este atat de inteligent incat se invidiaza singur pentru solutiile pe care le propune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seful meu apreciaza atat de mult munca mea incat ma lasa sa fac totul singura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seful meu e atat de smecher incat azi e ziua lui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seful meu e atat de non-sef incat a meritat efortul sa scriu acest post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si.. in sfarsit, seful meu e atat de important incat Obama a tinut neaparat sa apara intr-o poza cu el..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 391px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377523248307507122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEoD0dQfN0Y/SqDM5yrGD7I/AAAAAAAAAhg/tHATtg5w7CQ/s400/obama.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hepi barzdei! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/819284022965773849-1318562559220820936?l=violet-de-parma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/1318562559220820936/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/09/de-ziua-constantinescului.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/1318562559220820936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/1318562559220820936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/09/de-ziua-constantinescului.html' title='De ziua Constantinescului'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEoD0dQfN0Y/SqDM5yrGD7I/AAAAAAAAAhg/tHATtg5w7CQ/s72-c/obama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819284022965773849.post-3622747058075697768</id><published>2009-09-01T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T01:30:32.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mult prea tare</title><content type='html'>Am invatat la un moment dat ca diferenta dintre oameni si animale (pe langa faptul ca omul e singurul care poseda limbaj articulat) este ca, in timp ce animalele se adapteaza la mediu, omul il reconstruieste astfel incat sa-i fie lui mai bine. Ce exemplu mai bun decat poza asta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: left; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376397892502551954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEoD0dQfN0Y/SpzNZdnF_ZI/AAAAAAAAAhY/PfsYvlYAcSg/s400/1577.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;Cum stau ei acolo la umbra.. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/819284022965773849-3622747058075697768?l=violet-de-parma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/3622747058075697768/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/09/mult-prea-tare.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/3622747058075697768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/3622747058075697768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/09/mult-prea-tare.html' title='Mult prea tare'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEoD0dQfN0Y/SpzNZdnF_ZI/AAAAAAAAAhY/PfsYvlYAcSg/s72-c/1577.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819284022965773849.post-1060930758109751006</id><published>2009-08-28T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T05:50:14.567-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vineri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cristina Dinu'/><title type='text'>Vineri</title><content type='html'>Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri! Vineri!.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu, nu ma bucur ca se termina saptamana de lucru, nu ma bucur ca maine nu-mi mai suna alarma la ora 7 dimineata, nu ma bucur ca urmeaza doua zile fara coduri vestimentare si de comportament.. Cum as putea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma bucur doar ca in week-end voi avea destul timp sa ma gandesc la cele mai eficiente metode de a invinge provocarile profesionale de saptamana viitoare..... NOT!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E vineri!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cristinalilianadinu.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cristina &lt;/a&gt;mai are doar 5000 de euro de strans pentru operatie - incredibil!! Cred ca deja de la compasiune lumea va trece la invidie, daca ma gandesc la eficacitatea campaniei organizate de ea! I'm impressed! Really! Cristina, esti extraordinara. Imi mentin afirmatiile - chiar meriti sa traiesti! Mult succes in continuare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apropo, e vineri!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si am asa un feeling, imi vine sa cant precum caii astia =))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://svt.se/hogafflahage/hogafflaHage_site/Kor/hestekor.swf"&gt;http://svt.se/hogafflahage/hogafflaHage_site/Kor/hestekor.swf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E vineeeeeeerii!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/819284022965773849-1060930758109751006?l=violet-de-parma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/1060930758109751006/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/08/vineri.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/1060930758109751006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/1060930758109751006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/08/vineri.html' title='Vineri'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819284022965773849.post-1712534922093035167</id><published>2009-08-17T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T06:59:45.771-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cristina Dinu'/><title type='text'>Vreau sa fac trafic!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cred ca e cam prima data cand ma oftic de faptul ca nu am folosit blogul asta asa cum trebuie, sa fac si eu trafic and stuff.. Asa probabil as fi putut sa o ajut mai mult pe Cristina..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cristina are 26 de ani si este fosta mea colega de serviciu, momentan avocat suspendat dintr-un motiv cat se poate de trist.. este foarte bolnava, de boala aia naspa de tot numita cancer.. Brr.. Mi se face pielea de gaina de fiecare data cand ma gandesc si apoi zic ca gata, nu mai mananc tampenii pline de chimicale si nu ma duc niciodata la solar si nu fumez si restul... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Partea buna e ca ea are sanse reale de vindecare si partea si mai buna e ca noi, oamenii, o putem ajuta.. Noi facem ce putem la birou si prin mailuri si ce mai stim fiecare ca, na, e ingrozitor sa afli o veste asa urata despre cineva pe care chiar il cunosti si cu care ai vorbit si ras zilnic. E cu totul altceva decat atunci cand vezi anunturi umanitare prin ziare si pe net pentru oameni pe care nu ii cunosti.. Nu vreau sa "o ard in truisme" dar asa stau lucrurile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Poate am zis destul sau poate nu, ideea e ca sper sa aiba un efect cat de mic postul asta si cineva sa o ajute pe Cristina. Ca, pana la urma, ce mare chestie ca am scris despre Michael Jackson, au scris milioane de oameni si ala oricum s-a dus... :) Cum sa va spun, Cristina e frumoasa foc (&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/cristina.dinu.b/PovesteaInImagini#"&gt;puteti sa va convingeti din poze&lt;/a&gt;), genu' smart de tot si funny si de treaba. Daca cineva merita sa traiasca, ea e sigur pe lista!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Puteti sa-i cititi blogul &lt;a href="http://cristinalilianadinu.blogspot.com/"&gt;aici&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dar pun aici informatiile pe care le puteti folosi pentru donatii, sa fie totul cat mai usor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cont in lei deschis la BCR Sucursala Gaesti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cont : 2511.A01.0.6135006.0318.ROL.1&lt;br /&gt;Cod IBAN RO60RNCB0318061350060001&lt;br /&gt;Titular : Dinu Cristina Liliana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Numere Teledon apelabile din reteaua Romtelecom:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pentru 10 Euro: 0900 900 240 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pentru 2 Euro: 0900 900 242 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pentru 5 Euro: 0900 900 245 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mai gasiti modalitati de plata pe blogul Cristinei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mic cu mic se face mare. Cristina, fii tare!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/819284022965773849-1712534922093035167?l=violet-de-parma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/1712534922093035167/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/08/vreau-sa-fac-trafic.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/1712534922093035167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/1712534922093035167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/08/vreau-sa-fac-trafic.html' title='Vreau sa fac trafic!'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819284022965773849.post-2141627167092334580</id><published>2009-07-22T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T07:37:51.601-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vara'/><title type='text'>Summer Hits</title><content type='html'>Chef de vara si de soare si de mare si de dans si de .. de toate.. Uhuuuu!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YrzS2KNs8No&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YrzS2KNs8No&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t_N96oFLEdU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t_N96oFLEdU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JPdHeouKH-Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JPdHeouKH-Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/grdu79Z4ZV4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/grdu79Z4ZV4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vMuIqxiKVY4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vMuIqxiKVY4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZV_8zyI5lEI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZV_8zyI5lEI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alte sugestii?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/819284022965773849-2141627167092334580?l=violet-de-parma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/2141627167092334580/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-hits.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/2141627167092334580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/2141627167092334580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-hits.html' title='Summer Hits'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819284022965773849.post-6124581094787668380</id><published>2009-06-28T09:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T09:45:19.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dileme: :) sau :( ? sau :-j ?</title><content type='html'>Azi am facut marea greseala sa ma uit la TV.. la stiri.. Am ramas cumva cu un sentiment de depresie.. si de teama.. de teama ca in curand ne vor invada personajele din stiri.. Sa expilc:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are loc nu stiu ce nunta de 1 milion de euro.. intre tigani. Deci da. La stiri (pe toate posturile!!!) se vorbeste despre asta. Ma bucur ca nu am ratat.. Norocoasa naibii ce sunt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sora nu stiu carui (alt) tigan a fugit de acasa cu 16 miliarde de euro.. Mare stire! Pai unde poate sa ajunga cu suma asta? Cel mult o sa reuseasca sa-si ia o paine si va dormi in parc.. Baai!! Despre ce vorbim aici?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A fost numit un nou episcop. La ceremonie au fost prezenti multi politicieni, iar oamenii de rand au stat afara, pentru ca... nu au mai avut loc in biserica. Pacat! Cred ca le-ar fi facut mare placere sa-l vada pe Base tinand un discurs (!!!) in cadrul acestui eveniment. Sa traiti bine!.. in alta tara, clar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In afara de aceste minunate informatii, am mai aflat despre niste accidente mortale si despre o tuta care a parcat in fata unei banci, blocand accesul in /din aceasta. Si, nu in ultimul rand, am mai vazut cateva imagini cu MJ, in nou creatul context al mortii sale subite.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si ma gandesc.. in gol.. Unde naiba ne indreptam? sau, mai bine zis, de ce nu m-am uitat eu la un film pe laptop, de exemplu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A, si inca ceva.. Copiii lui MJ sunt albi.. Cum e faza asta? Nu ar fi trebuit sa fie mulatri? Ca, na, din cate am auzit si eu, lupul isi schimba parul, dar naravul cica ba..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/819284022965773849-6124581094787668380?l=violet-de-parma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/6124581094787668380/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/06/azi-am-facut-marea-greseala-sa-ma-uit.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/6124581094787668380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/6124581094787668380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/06/azi-am-facut-marea-greseala-sa-ma-uit.html' title='Dileme: :) sau :( ? sau :-j ?'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819284022965773849.post-4854485872274037516</id><published>2009-06-26T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T09:03:33.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Black or white... but dead</title><content type='html'>E ciudat cum ai impresia ca unii oameni nu vor muri niciodata. Ca in cazul lui Michael Jackson... Am vazut azi tot felul de articole de genul "am crescut pe muzica lui, ne-am indragostit, etc.". Ce sa mai zic, una din cele mai puternice amintiri din copilaria mea este un video in care cant o melodie a lui - aveam 6 ani... Si mai e ciudat cum incepi sa privesti cu alti ochi ce a facut, acum cand nu mai e.. E trist, desi nu l-ai privit niciodata in ochi, nu ai iesit cu el la suc si nu i-ai adresat vreo vorba..&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CRqYVFr7sL4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CRqYVFr7sL4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am pozat in Londra afisul care anunta marea revenire a lui MJ.. Oare se mai tine concertul? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEoD0dQfN0Y/SkTxF0aJYlI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/giz5vDxn-so/s400/DSC00781.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351667339492942418" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sanatate.. ce sa zic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/819284022965773849-4854485872274037516?l=violet-de-parma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/4854485872274037516/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/06/black-or-white-but-dead.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/4854485872274037516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/4854485872274037516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/06/black-or-white-but-dead.html' title='Black or white... but dead'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEoD0dQfN0Y/SkTxF0aJYlI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/giz5vDxn-so/s72-c/DSC00781.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819284022965773849.post-3843103722177752518</id><published>2009-06-15T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T14:51:46.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>M-am saturat..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;M-am saturat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;M-am saturat sa vin seara acasa plina de nervi.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;M-am saturat sa-mi petrec 80% din zi la munca, printre genii neintelese si neintelegatoare.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;M-am saturat sa ma uit la oameni si sa ma enerveze incetineala cu care se deplaseaza pe strada, pe scarile de la metrou, in supermarket..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;M-am saturat sa fiu critica, greu de multumit,... rea... eu nu eram asa, nu SUNT asa.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;M-am saturat sa-mi surprind chipul incruntat si trist cand trec prin fata oglinzii de pe hol, cand imi vad reflexia in ferestre si vitrine, unde imi aruncasem privirea doar sa verific cum imi sta parul.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;M-am saturat sa-mi dau seama ca a mai trecut o luna doar cand mi s-a epuizat stocul de tampoane.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;M-am saturat sa nu am timp.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;M-am saturat sa merg pe strada si sa strige cocalarii dupa mine.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;M-am saturat de melodia de la alarma de dimineata.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;M-am saturat sa ma simt epuizata si fara chef.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;M-am saturat sa astept.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;M-am saturat sa-mi aduc aminte de cate un lucru pe care am zis ca il fac de multa vreme.. si nu l-am facut.. (cum ar fi sa schimb melodia de la alarma).. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;M-am saturat sa fiu uracioasa si recalcitranta si apoi sa-i critic pe altii care sunt la fel.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;M-am saturat sa tac.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;M-am saturat sa citesc o pagina dintr-o carte si apoi sa-mi dau seama ca m-am gandit la altceva si nu am retinut niciun rand.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;M-am saturat sa fiu pesimista si incapabila sa ma bucur de toate lucrurile pe care le am.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;M-am saturat sa simt ca m-am saturat..&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/819284022965773849-3843103722177752518?l=violet-de-parma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/3843103722177752518/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/06/m-am-saturat.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/3843103722177752518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/3843103722177752518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/06/m-am-saturat.html' title='M-am saturat..'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819284022965773849.post-3069523260905803935</id><published>2009-06-02T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T14:07:38.173-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pitipoance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vedete'/><title type='text'>Din categoria "monden"</title><content type='html'>Nu, nu postez vreun filmulet cu vreun ministru in exercitiul functiunii, vreo poza incendiara cu "neica nimeni" de mana cu vreun fotbalist si nici nu citez vreo stire din Libertatea. Nu ma pricep. Asta ca sa nu creez confuzii. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pe mine furtuna de azi de la "breaking news" m-a prins prin oras, la o cafenea din centru. "Norocul" meu a fost ca in aceasta incinta de fitze rasarise si Andreea Antonescu. Cum cine e? E fata aia libera la mare, care a scapat cu gleznele intregi dupa ce a topait cativa ani pe niste platforme de 20 de cm, alaturi de cealalta jumatate a trupei "Andre". Halal amintire din "tinerete" mai avem si noi, astia cu trendu' examenului de capacitate..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ca mai toate vedetele inchipuite de la noi care nu au reusit sa atraga atentia nici dupa ce si-au promovat umflaturile prin Playboy, domnisoara noastra urmarea cu privirea orice suflet, in cautare de atentie si invidie, intocmai ca pitipoancele care se uita la toate masinile cersind claxoane si vorbe "de duh" sub forma de zbieraturi stradale. Ce sa zic, nu prea a avut succes.. Draga mea, zau ca nu suntem in publicul tau tinta.. Sper ca nu ai plans cand ai ajuns acasa. Jenant. Dar, cum zic de fiecare data cand am ocazia, fiecare cu sistemul lui de valori..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sa nu fiu inteleasa gresit, nu am nimic cu vedeta noastra, nu emit judecati de valoare, nu e genul meu. Doar povestesc si eu ce am mai vazut :) Si, cum se zice ca nu exista publicitate negativa, o rog chiar sa-mi fie recunoscatoare pentru acest post care o vizeaza. Oare o sa-l indexeze google destul de rapid incat sa-l vada data viitoare cand isi cauta numele pe net? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sanatate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/819284022965773849-3069523260905803935?l=violet-de-parma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/3069523260905803935/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/06/din-categoria-monden.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/3069523260905803935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/3069523260905803935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/06/din-categoria-monden.html' title='Din categoria &quot;monden&quot;'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819284022965773849.post-4351369524777942734</id><published>2009-05-14T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T00:08:31.018-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metrou'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gunoi'/><title type='text'>ECO stuff</title><content type='html'>Asta e un post scris la nervi. Sa vedem ce iese :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cica as vorbi despre educarea oamenilor sa respecte si sa protejeze mediul. Momentan se fac niste eforturi zadarnice pentru asta, cred ca acesti "creierasi" care au incercat pana acum nu s-au prins inca de profilul adevaratilor indivizi care trebuie convinsi. O sa dau un exemplu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Azi-dimineata am observat (evident, la metrou) ca s-au instalat "cosuri de gunoi specializate" (din alea cu containere separate pentru hartie, plastic..). un demers foarte laudabil, dar inutil, zic eu, atata timp cat toate personajele care ar trebui sa le foloseasca nu inteleg care e faza cu separarea asta, ca ce arunca ei acolo ar trebui apoi reciclat. Anyway, in drumul meu spre scari (nu alea rulante) m-am oprit brusc pentru a-i face loc unui... om.. (mare compromis cu aceasta categorie in care l-am inclus) care si-a scos tacticos guma din gura si a aruncat-o pe directia acestui nou-instalat "ansamblu de deseuri". Nu am observat daca a nimerit, nici nu mai conteaza..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Care e ideea? Pai, ideea e ca e penibil sa dam in folosinta acestor "neinitiati" care sunt romanii nostri (ma rog, se stiu cei care nu se incadreaza asa ca ii rog sa nu se supere) instrumente moderne pe care nu stiu sa le foloseasca. Si asta nu e neaparat vina lor pentru ca ar trebui sa li se explice pe limba lor. Nu? Mi se pare logic? Un panou mare langa cosurile astea de gunoi separate, cu o explicatie simpla referitoare la utilitatea lor ar fi fost foarte decent, zic eu. Nu stiu daca ar fi avut intr-adevar un impact spectaculos dar macar am fi putut zice ca ne-am straduit mai mult, in loc sa aruncam banii pe containere lucioase pe care sa le aruncam pe peron (si pe unde naiba or mai fi..) si... atat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu va imaginati ca acum seman cu emoticonul ala roz caruia ii iese fum pe urechi, mai mult seman cu asta (:-j). Stim cu totii ca lucrurile la noi se fac pe jumatate si, de cele mai multe ori, in beneficiul vreunui "furnizor", asa ca nu putem decat sa mai deschidem gura din cand in cand si sa speram ca la un moment dat va fi si cu folos. Uite pun si un smiley, ca "s-o ard pa trend". :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week-end placut si.. SANATATE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/819284022965773849-4351369524777942734?l=violet-de-parma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/4351369524777942734/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/05/eco-stuff.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/4351369524777942734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/4351369524777942734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/05/eco-stuff.html' title='ECO stuff'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819284022965773849.post-7981131769400232211</id><published>2009-05-08T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T14:22:01.476-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='penibil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idioti'/><title type='text'>Balarii noi de pus pe blog</title><content type='html'>Recunosc pentru a nu stiu cata oara ca messengeru' asta are mare potential social.. Prin simplul fapt ca mai arunci un ochi la 2 zile pe lista de prieteni online si mai vezi o poza noua de avatar, un status ceva, parca simti ca pastrezi legatura cu oamenii.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Inainte eram tare activa pe mes&lt;/span&gt;s (recunosc oricum ca inca mai stiu combinatiile de emoticoane, si chiar pe alea hidden :D) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dar, de cand ne-au restrictionat corporatistii accesul la el in timpul orelor de program&lt;/span&gt; (%$^&amp;amp;%&amp;amp;*!!!), &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cand ma loghez&lt;/span&gt; (sau ma "loghinez", cum a zis o fatuca la o conferinta de new media) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ma simt precum colega noua din clasa.&lt;/span&gt; Am bolduit aici ca prea am pus multe paranteze si se pierde cititorul fidel (nu intamplator am pus "cititorul" la singular :D.. si uite ca iar am pus paranteza). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fine, chestia asta cu messul are un scop aici. Am descoperit la statusul unui "friend" un filmulet care m-a impresionat profund.. da, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pro&lt;/span&gt;fund pentru ca mai toti protagonistii lui gandesc cu fundul.. Nu mai comentez eu de audiente pe subiecte penibile si jignitoare, e redundant.. see for yourself..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HVbsHjY7eIE"&gt;Idioti la TV si in fata lui..&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(titlul imi apartine)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si, nu in ultimul rand, SANATATE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: Cum naiba se pune un clip de pe youtube direct pe pagina aici? Anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/819284022965773849-7981131769400232211?l=violet-de-parma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/7981131769400232211/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/05/recunosc-pentru-nu-stiu-cata-oara-ca.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/7981131769400232211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/7981131769400232211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/05/recunosc-pentru-nu-stiu-cata-oara-ca.html' title='Balarii noi de pus pe blog'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819284022965773849.post-8406201819916483248</id><published>2009-05-03T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T13:38:55.680-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1 mai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imnul turistic'/><title type='text'>Come to Romania - the land of choice..</title><content type='html'>Si am fost la mare de 1 mai. Primul lucru pe care nu l-am inteles a fost de ce s-a tot anuntat ca va ploua si ca traficul va fi infernal, in loc sa se zica "mergeti, fratilor, la mare, ca e soare si se circula bine!"..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Da, si am vizitat frumusetile patriei, am luat contact (la propriu si fizic) cu Elena Basescu, am primit in suflet mult fum de tigara (de la altii) si am petrecut si cateva momente de neuitat, langa un specimen cu iz de peste mort in fan, la un concert "pi plaje". In Mamaia, la "Casa Taraneasca", se auzea "I will survive". Ne-am gandit apoi ca numele vine probabil de la faptul ca ospatarii sunt tarani (n-am intrat, s-ar putea sa vorbesc prostii). Apoi au urmat niste activitati pe care nu e cazul sa le discutam in amanunt. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ce-am mai vazut pe acolo: multe pitzipoance, multi cocalari si multe masini scumpe. A, apropo,v-ati intrebat vreodata de ce toti cocalarii au parul cret?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am fost prezenta si la lansarea maretului imn turistic al Romaniei, pe care Moga si-a luat 10.000 de euroi. Inca nu stiu ce parere am despre el. Pentru curiosi (si sa fac si eu rating) l-am pus mai jos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ieseanul.ro/galerie/ultima-ora/asculta-imnul-turistic-lansat-de-elena-udrea-la-mamaia-comenteaza-melodia-dar-si-parodia-4270786#video"&gt;Imnul turistic al Romanie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://http//www.ieseanul.ro/galerie/ultima-ora/asculta-imnul-turistic-lansat-de-elena-udrea-la-mamaia-comenteaza-melodia-dar-si-parodia-4270786#video"&gt;i&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1FYl9p3VYNg"&gt;Imnul turistic al Romaniei - parodie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si acum, cu ochii mici si parul in ochi, imbracata cu o camasa lalaie si ciorapi suflecati, incerc sa-mi arunc un strop de creativitate pe o pagina de corel dar cred ca mai mult o sa storc niste frustrari. Creativitatea a ramas la mare, se pare... Nu-i nimic, vine ea inapoi.. Si sa vezi atunci...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good night.. si SANATATE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/819284022965773849-8406201819916483248?l=violet-de-parma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/8406201819916483248/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/05/come-to-romania-land-of-choice.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/8406201819916483248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/8406201819916483248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/05/come-to-romania-land-of-choice.html' title='Come to Romania - the land of choice..'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819284022965773849.post-3193386553531897681</id><published>2009-04-28T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T13:39:54.951-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metrou'/><title type='text'>Dileme :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;De ce nu repara nimeni scara rulanta de la gura de metrou Piata Victoriei?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Traiesc in Bucuresti. In fiecare zi traversez orasul pana la birou si inapoi acasa. Merg cu metroul. Si merg cu el deja de atata timp incat pot chiar sa am pareri! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cel putin o data pe saptamana, se intampla ca scara rulanta de la una dintre gurile de metrou de la Piata Victoriei (intotdeauna aceeasi, I mean) sa fie defecta. Uneori, ajung in faza in care pancarta cu "DEFECT" blocheaza accesul, alteori 3 oameni sunt in plin proces de reparatie. In fiecare saptamana, aceeasi problema. Ca sa nu mai spun ca, atunci cand am norocul sa gasesc o scara functionala, aproape ca adorm pana sus, cu asa viteza "ametitoare" se misca..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Acum nu ca mi-ar fi greu sa urc pe scarile "statice" si sa nu ma mai plang atat dar "Helloooo, in puii mei!" Reparati o data scara aia! Inlocuiti-o! Desfiintati-o! Cat de greu poate fi? Sau si mai bine: montati un lift! =)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;Unii isi fac probleme ca nu au ce pune maine pe masa, altii se streseaza cu studii de fezabilitate, unii fac cure de slabire sau plang ca au fost parasiti de iubit/a dar eu inteleg care sunt adevaratele probleme in viata - infrastructura de la metrou. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;Sanatate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;PS: oricat de penibila ar fi ideea cu liftul, deja imi imaginez oamenii stand la coada.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/819284022965773849-3193386553531897681?l=violet-de-parma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/3193386553531897681/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/04/dileme.html#comment-form' title='1 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/3193386553531897681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/3193386553531897681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/04/dileme.html' title='Dileme :)'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819284022965773849.post-4959643351779263064</id><published>2009-04-24T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T13:40:38.615-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metrou'/><title type='text'>Din ciclul "Nuvele din metrou"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;E, cum e sa mergi cu "fetze triste" aia din metrou seara spre casa, cu gandul cine stie unde si sa te trezeasca din reverie un sunet minunato-gretos de SALIVA vanturata... Mda.. Pai asa se intampla. Nu ca am uitat eu cum era cand cel mai intim loc de pupat era pe banca in parc si acum ma cert cu mine ca "vai, tinerii din ziua de azi!!", ca mamaie, dar, sincer, ma bucur macar ca in provincie acolo la mine nu era metrou, sa-i supun pe oameni nevinovati la senzatii sinestezice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Cum spuneam, m-am saturat DE si ii urasc PE aia care se sorb (si nu din priviri) in metrou, la 2 cm distanta de alti oameni care poate au si mancat ceva, in ciuda crizei (ca tot aud ca i-a lovit pe toti..). Mai tata, inteleg ca simtiti nevoia sa va transformati intr-unul singur si ca ala care a inventat faza cu "get a room" nu s-a gandit la toate aspectele, dar VA ROG!!! Ce vina am eu ca nu aveti voi unde sa faceti schimb de secretii?? Sau macar pupati-va in liniste! Gasiti voi o modalitate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Imi mai povestea si un coleg cum a trebuit sa indure o experienta asemanatoare, asezonata cu raceala unuia dintre participanti, care intre 2 "interventii bucale" isi tragea zgomotos secretiile nazale. Mi-a zis atunci: "daca aveam un servetel, i-l bagam pe gat!". GROSE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Si, da, in momente din astea, as vrea sa ma transform in Rambo (din fericire pentru mine, nu seman prea mult cu el) si sa le explic acestor exemplare umane ca ma deranjeaza, in cel mai simplu mod cu putinta.. sunt sigura ca nu e greu de imaginat care. Dar pana atunci, cred ca va trebui sa raman la 1,60 ai mei (1,59, OK OK!!!!)  si cele 20 de kile uda si sa ma uit... NU cu jind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;SANATATE! (aici chiar se potriveste)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/819284022965773849-4959643351779263064?l=violet-de-parma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/4959643351779263064/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/04/din-ciclul-nuvele-din-metrou.html#comment-form' title='0 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/4959643351779263064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/4959643351779263064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/04/din-ciclul-nuvele-din-metrou.html' title='Din ciclul &quot;Nuvele din metrou&quot;'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819284022965773849.post-3105299870654457741</id><published>2009-04-14T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T15:04:56.720-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='penibil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romania'/><title type='text'>Una, alta..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Azi am avut o zi grea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;De dimineata, in metrou, aveam in dreapta un "nene" care "citea" cu atentie formele unei blonde din pagina nu stiu care din Click si, in stanga, un tip serios care citea Marcel Proust. Tare. :) (a se intelege ca am stat pe scaun!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Seara, am avut parte de o experienta dezamagitoare..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Una dintre noile mele amice a parcat pe trotuar, pe un loc nemarcat (sau poate marcat mai subtil, cu pipi, dupa cum bine zicea si ea) si a fost blocata de masina unui "binevoitor" care a considerat ca acest gest incalificabil al ei trebuie pedepsit. Minunat! Dupa 10 minute de claxonat fara rezultat si inca 10 de insirat actiuni si parti ale corpului intr-un mod cat se poate de artistic, amica mea s-a gandit sa sune la politie. Nimic mai inutil, evident... Doamna de la capatul firului s-a aratat foarte revoltata si a simtit nevoia sa se manifeste verbal din cauza ca "reclamanta" nu stia numarul exact al strazii unde se afla. In fine, dupa ceva vreme, a sosit un echipaj de politie care a incercat sa afle cine este posesorul masinii. Ghinion: masina era inregistrata pe firma! Asa ca dl. politist, zambind, ne-a urat o seara placuta si a plecat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Intamplarea nu s-a incheiat intr-un mod pozitiv, masina blocata a fost lasata acolo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ok. Cu siguranta ca lucruri de genul asta se intampla foarte frecvent. Si sigur ca, desi nemarcat, locul avea stapan, pentru ca, "intre blocurile gri...", bla bla.. Dar am ramas (pentru a nu stiu cata oara) dezamagita de felul in care se intampla lucrurile in tara noastra. Cazul amicei mele a fost unul sa zicem "fericit", dat fiind faptul ca a putut conta pe cineva care sa vina sa o ia si sa o duca acasa. Dar daca era din alt oras? Daca era bolnava? Daca avea un copil mic cu ea? Sau un bagaj mare? Care ar fi fost solutia? Cui ar trebui sa te adresezi in asemenea cazuri stupide? ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cine gaseste un raspuns are o bere :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sanatate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/819284022965773849-3105299870654457741?l=violet-de-parma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/3105299870654457741/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/04/una-alta.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/3105299870654457741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/3105299870654457741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/04/una-alta.html' title='Una, alta..'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819284022965773849.post-3298670103962600928</id><published>2009-04-06T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T13:10:31.687-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='principii'/><title type='text'>Un zambet in coltul gurii si o mancarime in cot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sambata am decis sa schimb putin peisajul (nu ca cimitirele din jur nu ar fi dragute). Folosindu-mi cu brio chestiile alea care se misca dirijat numite picioare, am dat o tura de parc. Foarte tare, frate! Mirosea a vara! Nu a primavara. A vara. Iesisera toti din case si misunau pe acolo. Cel mai mult am admirat un cuplu elegant, 2 tineri "ascunsi" in iarba, el la bustul gol si ea in blugi si sutien. Ma mir ca nu erau si cativa care sa se scalde in lac. Sau poate nu m-am uitat eu bine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Asadar soare, iarba, oameni multi.. ce lipseste? Evident: micii!! Jumatate din parc se zbatea sugrumat in mireasma de mici prajiti. Si unde sunt mici, e si coada.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Depasind acest moment deosebit, am ajuns la parcul de distractii. Aici da. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEoD0dQfN0Y/SdpdTF9XV2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/rGHcOsT2iuY/s1600-h/DSC01099.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEoD0dQfN0Y/SdpdTF9XV2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/rGHcOsT2iuY/s400/DSC01099.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321668492290119522" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ma dadeam in din astea cand eram mica. Numai ca erau cu caluti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEoD0dQfN0Y/SdpdmoByLII/AAAAAAAAAe8/jvHlniU59-M/s1600-h/DSC01100.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEoD0dQfN0Y/SdpdmoByLII/AAAAAAAAAe8/jvHlniU59-M/s400/DSC01100.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321668827852975234" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEoD0dQfN0Y/SdpeB53rWuI/AAAAAAAAAfE/mVogtFIP0jw/s1600-h/DSC01102.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TEoD0dQfN0Y/SdpeB53rWuI/AAAAAAAAAfE/mVogtFIP0jw/s400/DSC01102.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321669296498891490" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;De cate ori nu mi-am zguduit creierii in masinute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEoD0dQfN0Y/Sdper5yJZ-I/AAAAAAAAAfM/atCaO_yMRs8/s1600-h/DSC01103.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TEoD0dQfN0Y/Sdper5yJZ-I/AAAAAAAAAfM/atCaO_yMRs8/s400/DSC01103.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321670018030200802" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Si o colectie draguta "da bijuterii da hargint " impletite in garaj, sa fie tabloul complet. Mi-as fi luat si eu dar am avut o jena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Asa ca voi rezuma aceasta experienta prin cele 3 principii existentiale bulgaresti:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1. Ce este este.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2. Ce nu este nu este.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3. Ei, asta este!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sanatate! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/819284022965773849-3298670103962600928?l=violet-de-parma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/3298670103962600928/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/04/un-zambet-in-coltul-gurii-si-o.html#comment-form' title='2 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/3298670103962600928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/3298670103962600928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/04/un-zambet-in-coltul-gurii-si-o.html' title='Un zambet in coltul gurii si o mancarime in cot'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TEoD0dQfN0Y/SdpdTF9XV2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/rGHcOsT2iuY/s72-c/DSC01099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819284022965773849.post-7888659629050728484</id><published>2009-03-30T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T02:23:35.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cateva sfaturi sensibile despre cum sa-ti imbunatatesti viata in cuplu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cand il vezi intaia oara si iti place mult de el&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Intra-n vorba, spune-i sexi: "Ce semeni cu Arsinel!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Daca nu ii place gluma, razi doar tu in gura mare,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Si-apoi spune-i ingamfata: "Oricum frate-tau-i mai tare.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cand iesiti la bere seara, cu prietenii lui toti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Nu-l lasa sa spuna multe, stai de gatul lui cat poti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pupa-l mult, intreaba-l tare: "Iubi, iubi, ma iubesti?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Daca bea mai mult de-o bere, plangi si zi-i ca-l parasesti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cand privirea lui te cere si azi nu "te doare capul" :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Spune-i sincer sa se stinga, ca de-abia ai facut patul..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Si cand totusi te convinge si de joaca sunteti gata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aminteste-ti brusc si spune-i: "Am uitat sa-l sun pe tata!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fa-i mereu program si spune-i cum e bine sa se poarte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Enerveaza-te, repeta-i ca barbatii-s de pe Marte!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fa din cand in cand o criza, reproseaza-i, fii geloasa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Si cand bate Romania, vaita-te ca tu esti grasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Aminteste-ti: te iubeste, nu conteaza cum arati,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cum te-a acceptat o data, o va face si-alte dati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Esti a lui si esti acolo, nu-i mai trebuie nimic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Si de vrei sa fii MAI tare, fa din usturoi un tic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sanatate! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/819284022965773849-7888659629050728484?l=violet-de-parma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/7888659629050728484/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/03/cateva-sfaturi-sensibile-despre-cum-sa.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/7888659629050728484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/7888659629050728484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/03/cateva-sfaturi-sensibile-despre-cum-sa.html' title='Cateva sfaturi sensibile despre cum sa-ti imbunatatesti viata in cuplu'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819284022965773849.post-2258640593205920264</id><published>2009-03-29T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T00:12:21.722-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dakota fanning'/><title type='text'>Dakota Fanning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-family:Arial;" &gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am Sam, Sweet Home Alabama, Uptown Girls, Man on Fire, War of the Worlds, Hide and Seek, Charlotte's Web, The Secret Life of Bees.. Cel mai probabil, urmeaza inca 1000 de roluri minune pentru Dakota Fanning. E dulcica, e (foarte!!) talentata si deja destul de mare (15 ani) incat sa trezeasca dorinte mai mult sau mai putin ascunse "cavalerilor" si, probabil si unor "domnite" :)&lt;br /&gt;(stiu, acum fuga pe google la search images :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cum reusesc americanii astia sa-si educe copiii asa? Dezinvolti, deschisi, curajosi, prietenosi si foarte maturi si coerenti in gandire.. Sau, ma rog, asa e ea :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai ca deja dau in diverse.. Ideea e ca imi place de ea (daca nu era evident).. Dar mai bine pun niste "dovezi"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mda.. tocmai mi-am adus aminte ca nu am acces la youtube la birou. Asa ca mai bine las doar un indiciu: ellen show :) Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/819284022965773849-2258640593205920264?l=violet-de-parma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/2258640593205920264/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/03/dakota-fanning.html#comment-form' title='3 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/2258640593205920264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/2258640593205920264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/03/dakota-fanning.html' title='Dakota Fanning'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-819284022965773849.post-7315559641100638403</id><published>2009-03-28T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T15:05:34.798-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stinge lumina'/><title type='text'>Cine a stins lumina?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Eu am stins-o. Dar am stat pe laptop. Pana la urma era simbolic, nu? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/819284022965773849-7315559641100638403?l=violet-de-parma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/feeds/7315559641100638403/comments/default' title='Postare comentarii'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/03/cine-stins-lumina.html#comment-form' title='4 comentarii'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/7315559641100638403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/819284022965773849/posts/default/7315559641100638403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://violet-de-parma.blogspot.com/2009/03/cine-stins-lumina.html' title='Cine a stins lumina?'/><author><name>Ralu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04743441137478680230</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
