tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1807790531389218972012-02-16T11:43:11.261-02:00Adriana W. McRoverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12412239359681048762noreply@blogger.comBlogger111100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180779053138921897.post-51889117570248728972007-11-21T16:11:00.000-02:002007-11-21T16:23:38.772-02:00<div style="text-align: center;">Rápido garçom, me traga seu melhor whisky<br />Esse seu amigo aqui só tem mais<br />Meia hora<br />Até que diabo descubra que morri<br />E venha me levar embora<br /><br />Desculpe garçom pela pressa<br />Mas eu não tenho outra saída<br />Eis todo meu dinheiro<br />Traga-me tudo em bebida<br /><br />O pouco tempo que me resta<br />Que seja bem aproveitado<br />Não faço questão de festa<br />Mas quero estar embriagado<br /><br />Nada eu levo da vida<br />O que eu tenho é o que há no meu<br />Carro<br />Meus vinte melhores amigos<br />Estão num maço de cigarros<br /><br />Adeus meu bom amigo<br />Adeus e muito obrigado<br />Espero beber contigo<br />No bar que há lá do outro lado.<br /><br /><br />Matanza - Whisky Para Um Condenado<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e392/misslane/fotos/californian-king-snake-whiskey-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/180779053138921897-5188911757024872897?l=nonsensegrrrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adriana W. McRoverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12412239359681048762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180779053138921897.post-37571717512500398362007-11-20T01:06:00.000-02:002007-11-20T01:08:33.738-02:00<span class="std_font"> So spend your youth on poetry, and spend your cash at play<br />Each line upon my face is for a girl who went away<br />A kiss, a song, are fleeting things and fame will always stray<br />So I'll tell the truth, the best spent youth, is the one you give away.<br /><br /></span><span class="std_font"> Drinking, drinking<br />Drinking and not thinking<br />Drinking, drinking<br />We'll go drinking in the day<br /><br /><br /></span><span class="std_font"> </span><span class="std_font">Drinking, drinking<br />Drinking and not thinking<br />Drinking, drinking<br />We'll go drinking in the day<br /><br /><br /></span><span class="std_font"> Drinking, drinking<br />Drinking and not thinking<br />Drinking, drinking<br />We'll go drinking in the day<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />apesar da insustentabilidade da leveza,<br />é bom ser leve as vezes.<br /><br />vou aproveitar o momento.<br />:)<br /><br /></span><span class="std_font"><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/180779053138921897-3757171751250039836?l=nonsensegrrrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adriana W. McRoverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12412239359681048762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180779053138921897.post-58944455869770547712007-11-10T16:44:00.000-02:002007-11-10T16:58:06.948-02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><img style="width: 465px; height: 348px;" src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e392/misslane/fotos/DSCN5371.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e392/misslane/fotos/DSCN5373.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 390px; height: 330px;" src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e392/misslane/fotos/DSCN5373.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/180779053138921897-5894445586977054771?l=nonsensegrrrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adriana W. McRoverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12412239359681048762noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180779053138921897.post-69845379587687921962007-11-10T14:17:00.000-02:002007-11-10T14:18:39.183-02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://i212.photobucket.com/albums/cc86/mozkeeper/polecatsaugustflyera5.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/180779053138921897-6984537958768792196?l=nonsensegrrrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adriana W. McRoverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12412239359681048762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180779053138921897.post-6340158066685741212007-11-10T14:10:00.000-02:002007-11-10T14:16:20.472-02:00John, I'm only dancing<br />She turns me on,<br />but I'm only dancing<br />She turns me on,<br />don't get me wrong<br />I'm only dancing!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/180779053138921897-634015806668574121?l=nonsensegrrrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adriana W. McRoverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12412239359681048762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180779053138921897.post-26372589177614327632007-11-07T13:41:00.001-02:002007-11-07T13:42:31.726-02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5RdjAAWfbqw/RzHcv8iDPFI/AAAAAAAAADE/qV8ObMxj4eQ/s1600-h/Undtitled-3+copy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5RdjAAWfbqw/RzHcv8iDPFI/AAAAAAAAADE/qV8ObMxj4eQ/s320/Undtitled-3+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130124166812613714" border="0" /></a>(viva sailor jerry)<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/180779053138921897-2637258917761432763?l=nonsensegrrrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adriana W. McRoverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12412239359681048762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180779053138921897.post-45841576204356972022007-11-07T03:20:00.001-02:002007-11-07T03:20:45.759-02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.converse.com/LiveFiles/1/514/1P362_400.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.converse.com/LiveFiles/1/514/1P362_400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />(desejo)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/180779053138921897-4584157620435697202?l=nonsensegrrrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adriana W. McRoverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12412239359681048762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180779053138921897.post-53490038840632094212007-11-07T02:59:00.000-02:002007-11-07T03:09:10.529-02:00So spend your youth on poetry, and spend your cash at play<br />Each line upon my face is for a girl who went away<br />A kiss, a song, are fleeting things and fame will always stray<br />So I'll tell the truth, the best spent youth, is the one you give away<br /><br />Drinking, drinking<br />Drinking... not thinking<br />Drinking, drinking<br />We'll go drinking in the day<br /><br />So spend your youth on poetry, and spend your cash at play<br /> Each line upon my face is for a girl who went away<br /> A kiss, a song, are fleeting things and fame will always stray<br /> So I'll tell the truth, the best spent youth, is the one you give away<br /><br />Drinking, drinking<br /> Drinking... not thinking<br /> Drinking, drinking<br /> We'll go drinking in the day<br /><h1 style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:100%;">The Tossers</span></h1><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/180779053138921897-5349003884063209421?l=nonsensegrrrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adriana W. McRoverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12412239359681048762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180779053138921897.post-50249001909571895502007-11-07T01:15:00.000-02:002007-11-07T01:16:36.997-02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x7/motherfishtulio/Festa.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i185.photobucket.com/albums/x7/motherfishtulio/Festa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>(possibilidade de final de semana)<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/180779053138921897-5024900190957189550?l=nonsensegrrrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adriana W. McRoverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12412239359681048762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180779053138921897.post-16466152327420834872007-11-06T23:46:00.001-02:002007-11-06T23:59:02.361-02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" >Three of Swords</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5RdjAAWfbqw/RzEZY8iDO-I/AAAAAAAAACE/pEHoSg1IxTA/s1600-h/Swords03.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_5RdjAAWfbqw/RzEZY8iDO-I/AAAAAAAAACE/pEHoSg1IxTA/s320/Swords03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129909366908206050" border="0" /></a></span></div><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" ></span><ul style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"><li><span style="font-size:78%;"><b>HEARTBREAK</b></span></li><li><span style="font-size:78%;"><b>LONELINESS</b></span></li><li><span style="font-size:78%;"><b>BETRAYAL</b></span><br /></li></ul><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" ></span> <p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"> You open the door to find your partner in the arms of someone else. You overhear your best friend laughing at you behind your back. You find out your business partner has been cheating you for years. All of a sudden your world is turned upside-down. You're stunned, disbelieving and finally heartbroken.<br /></span></span></p><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="http://www.learntarot.com/s3.htm">Learn tarot.com</a></span><br /><br /><br />E eu achei tão bonitinha.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/180779053138921897-1646615232742083487?l=nonsensegrrrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adriana W. McRoverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12412239359681048762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-180779053138921897.post-15428729322450023482007-11-06T23:27:00.000-02:002007-11-06T23:33:20.365-02:00"A explicação mais simples, para um determinado conjunto de EVIDÊNCIAS que se tem à mão, é em geral o mais correto."<br />Willian de Ockhan (ca. 1285-1349)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/180779053138921897-1542872932245002348?l=nonsensegrrrl.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Adriana W. McRoverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12412239359681048762noreply@blogger.com0