<?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-6183762476749825449</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:50:03.613-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Là Là!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>242</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-9062578698158835570</id><published>2011-09-06T05:07:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T05:14:49.131-03:00</updated><title type='text'>05.14 AM</title><content type='html'>Esta situación, de sentarse frente a un lienzo en blanco, pero llevado al máximo.&lt;div&gt;El papel en este momento es mi vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y se esta comenzando a escribir una historia en la que nadie sabe como va a salir parado, pero con tan poco para perder, todo tiene un fatídico tono esperanzador.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A diferencia de otras ocasiones, no tiene sabor a comienzo. Sino a nudo y desenlace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que la música nos acompañe... y ampare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-9062578698158835570?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/9062578698158835570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/9062578698158835570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2011/09/0514-am.html' title='05.14 AM'/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-6111894457940525939</id><published>2010-12-17T04:04:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T04:06:34.762-03:00</updated><title type='text'>G.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(128, 128, 128); line-height: 21px; "&gt;Dios Guardián Cristalino de guitarras / que ahora / más tristes / penden y esperan / de tus manos la palabra / Precipitándome a lo insondable / tus caricias me despiertan a la vez / en un mundo diferente al de recién... / Tu luz es muy fuerte / es iridiscente y altamente psicodélica / Te encuentro cuando el sol abre una hendija / que genera notas sobre la pared sombreada / Y suena tu música en la pantalla / sos el ángel inquieto que sobrevuela / la ciudad de la furia / Comprendemos todo / tu voz nos advierte la verdad / Tu voz más linda que nunca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128); font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(128, 128, 128); font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 21px; "&gt;Luis Alberto Spinetta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-6111894457940525939?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/6111894457940525939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/6111894457940525939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/12/g.html' title='G.'/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-690017776532904527</id><published>2010-11-22T20:31:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T20:31:46.851-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Enamoramiento francés a primera vista.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-690017776532904527?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/690017776532904527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/690017776532904527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/11/enamoramiento-frances-primera-vista.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-7796763907286932568</id><published>2010-11-15T06:56:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T06:59:05.209-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recién, navegando por una página de este mundo paralelo que es Internet, me acordé cuando (ya parece décadas atrás) vi un cuaderno que pensé: 'es perfecto para él'.&lt;div&gt;Ese gesto habla de que ya estabas empezando a ser alguien importante, al menos para mí.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahora, solamente sos una foto que cambia en una red social.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(y justamente, te llamé con la mente)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-7796763907286932568?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/7796763907286932568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/7796763907286932568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/11/recien-navegando-por-una-pagina-de-este.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-3360689098150495744</id><published>2010-11-12T06:10:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T06:14:15.175-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hay veces cuando sentís que todo esta mal que el destino, la vida, o como quieran llamarlo, te da aliento.&lt;div&gt;Y de la forma más maravillosa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;En forma de música.&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;i&gt;Take a sad song and make it better'&lt;/i&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/6183762476749825449-3360689098150495744?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/3360689098150495744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/3360689098150495744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/11/hay-veces-cuando-sentis-que-todo-esta.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-6537940681750708932</id><published>2010-10-31T08:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T08:14:42.034-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'Se entregó. Su cuerpo vibró amorosamente en ese acto de entrega, de intercambio.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-6537940681750708932?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/6537940681750708932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/6537940681750708932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/10/se-entrego.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-3055385078482008076</id><published>2010-10-29T04:51:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T04:54:34.809-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'Hasta cuando voy a perder el tiempo persiguiendo la vida que no puedo tener y voy a poner el valor y el cuerpo en la vida que ya tengo. Hasta cuando'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://esecielodestrellascaera.blogspot.com/2010/10/20.html"&gt;http://esecielodestrellascaera.blogspot.com/2010/10/20.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-3055385078482008076?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/3055385078482008076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/3055385078482008076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/10/hasta-cuando-voy-perder-el-tiempo.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-8564674411871862904</id><published>2010-10-27T16:16:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T16:19:34.950-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Random #14</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Adonde quedaran las palabras que &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt; dijimos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(que no nos dijimos)&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/6183762476749825449-8564674411871862904?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/8564674411871862904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/8564674411871862904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/10/random-14.html' title='Random #14'/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-4722129356871758287</id><published>2010-10-26T06:03:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T06:06:23.371-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'Cómo el inconsciente acepta las metáforas, para él un acto simbólico es realidad. Una foto para el inconsciente es real, entonces les das un sitio (...) y el inconsciente llena el vacío'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Alejandro Jodorowsky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-4722129356871758287?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/4722129356871758287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/4722129356871758287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/10/como-el-inconsciente-acepta-las.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-6775687958800286147</id><published>2010-10-26T05:57:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T06:00:26.275-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lolita</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="275"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UC8q_1ud7tA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UC8q_1ud7tA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="275"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She's wanting more!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-6775687958800286147?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/6775687958800286147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/6775687958800286147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/10/lolita.html' title='Lolita'/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-7083724851504297343</id><published>2010-10-26T05:49:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T05:52:26.174-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Debe ser el hábito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de esperar que algo quiebre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;el &lt;strong&gt;unísono&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Un nuevo acorde te hace mirarme a los ojos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♪&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-7083724851504297343?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/7083724851504297343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/7083724851504297343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/10/debe-ser-el-habito-de-esperar-que-algo.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-8780835984545928168</id><published>2010-10-26T03:46:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T03:57:01.669-03:00</updated><title type='text'>C.</title><content type='html'>Repetidamente en estos días siento intensos deseos de fumar. Creo que él, C., tiene bastante que ver con eso. No se porque, las últimas imagenes mentales son suyas fumando, un día soleado con viento fresco entrando por una ventana, miles de aromas, un piso de madera que refleja luminosidad, y él tirado en una cama hablandome ya ni se que, con su voz completamente melodiosa que parece una caricia en cada tonalidad.&lt;br /&gt;Con la sola compañia de la bellisima Bruni y el genial Biolay.&lt;br /&gt;No existe nada de lo tanto que te rodea. No existe nada más.&lt;br /&gt;Ya te idealicé baby. We're in a big trouble.&lt;br /&gt;No no, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm in a big trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-8780835984545928168?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/8780835984545928168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/8780835984545928168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/10/c.html' title='C.'/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-61452143187611455</id><published>2010-10-26T03:42:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T03:46:14.977-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/TMZ4jzPbxII/AAAAAAAAAXo/yKFTFW-OlP8/s1600/Bautismo+Luca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532241748716930178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/TMZ4jzPbxII/AAAAAAAAAXo/yKFTFW-OlP8/s320/Bautismo+Luca.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Con Luca, Euge y Magui.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bautismo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/6183762476749825449-61452143187611455?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/61452143187611455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/61452143187611455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/10/con-luca-euge-y-magui.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/TMZ4jzPbxII/AAAAAAAAAXo/yKFTFW-OlP8/s72-c/Bautismo+Luca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-445255767673202728</id><published>2010-10-26T03:31:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T03:42:26.934-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Señales.</title><content type='html'>Un día, contaba la historia, una chica estaba en su cama, mirando esos canales llamados musicales pero que verdaderamente tienen poquisimo de eso. Pasaba por milesima vez el videoclip nuevo de cierto cantante, que le resultaba hasta ese momento solamente pegadizo, hasta que recordo algo.&lt;br /&gt;Paremos acá. Esto no es ficción. Ordenemos todo.&lt;br /&gt;Las ficciones tienen un principio y final, no quedan en stand-by.&lt;br /&gt;Esta historia si. Esta vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De repente, así como si nada, me acordé de vos.&lt;br /&gt;Qué hace meses que no te veo, y por consiguiente no se nada de tu vida.&lt;br /&gt;Caí tarde, muy tarde. Pero tu amigo me lo recordó.&lt;br /&gt;Como para que no te vayas de mi mente por demasiado tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora él suena en mis oidos, un dulce bálsamo para unos recuerdos que tienen un leve dejo agridulce. Debe ser... nada. Mejor no decir más.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Cúantas son las señales que tengo que seguir?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Es solo un momento, es una mirada y saber cúal es el camino, y así nada más..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-445255767673202728?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/445255767673202728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/445255767673202728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/10/senales.html' title='Señales.'/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-8856969827298352340</id><published>2010-09-11T07:03:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T07:06:13.871-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Afortunadamente las palabras se fueron haciendo. ¿Quién les dio verdad absoluta? Nada hay absoluto, todo se cambia, todo se mueve, todo revoluciona, todo vuela y se va..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-8856969827298352340?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/8856969827298352340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/8856969827298352340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/09/afortunadamente-las-palabras-se-fueron.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-523176493319851789</id><published>2010-08-24T07:43:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T07:47:33.390-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss that</title><content type='html'>Lo lindo de la preocupación ajena, las situaciones ficticias de celos, las risas cómplices, la necesidad de contacto, las palabras cariñosas, las mariposas en el estómago, la elevación constante, la iluminación de todo en la vida, los medios tecnologicos de contacto llenos de... de tanto.&lt;br /&gt;Cómo extraño eso...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-523176493319851789?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/523176493319851789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/523176493319851789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/08/miss-that-him.html' title='Miss that'/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-1942492577144603470</id><published>2010-08-19T05:09:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T05:12:56.738-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5.09 am&lt;br /&gt;cúando ni vos misma entendes que esta pasando&lt;br /&gt;pero.... welcome to the party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-1942492577144603470?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/1942492577144603470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/1942492577144603470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/08/5.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-2638085438805911763</id><published>2010-08-14T04:36:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T04:37:25.082-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"La mente crea, el deseo atrae y la fe realiza"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y cúando te cruzas con estas frases, por algo es... no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-2638085438805911763?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/2638085438805911763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/2638085438805911763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/08/la-mente-crea-el-deseo-atrae-y-la-fe.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-8578146930131251085</id><published>2010-08-10T03:30:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T03:33:33.462-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/TGDygaxNfyI/AAAAAAAAAXY/F-8jP9C3J4I/s1600/39753_420072524189_523399189_4541885_5715501_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 107px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503665383402209058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/TGDygaxNfyI/AAAAAAAAAXY/F-8jP9C3J4I/s400/39753_420072524189_523399189_4541885_5715501_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;"Esperando que &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;vos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, un hombre alado, extrañes la tierra lo suficiente como para &lt;strong&gt;volver&lt;/strong&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/6183762476749825449-8578146930131251085?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/8578146930131251085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/8578146930131251085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/08/esperando-que-vos-un-hombre-alado.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/TGDygaxNfyI/AAAAAAAAAXY/F-8jP9C3J4I/s72-c/39753_420072524189_523399189_4541885_5715501_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-1983736591287915220</id><published>2010-08-09T21:53:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T22:15:03.319-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Ah... la felicidad. Y la fatalidad de la facilidad con la que se va la felicidad"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hace un rato la leí...&lt;br /&gt;y no puedo seguir pensando en CUANTA verdad tiene!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-1983736591287915220?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/1983736591287915220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/1983736591287915220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/08/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-6906029324532950858</id><published>2010-08-05T22:35:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T22:37:32.833-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"El miedo es mi compañero más fiel, jamás me ha engañado para irse con otro"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Woody Allen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-6906029324532950858?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/6906029324532950858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/6906029324532950858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/08/el-miedo-es-mi-companero-mas-fiel-jamas.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-8951784392501675355</id><published>2010-08-05T22:30:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T22:35:17.406-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoy leí una frase, y me parecio TAN adecuada para demasiada gente.&lt;br /&gt;De esas que podrías dedicar, y tardarian en darse cuenta que realmente queres decir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Me haré famoso o tristemente célebre"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y c'est fini.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-8951784392501675355?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/8951784392501675355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/8951784392501675355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/08/hoy-lei-una-frase-y-me-parecio-tan.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-9083292720363172747</id><published>2010-07-29T09:08:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T09:11:09.418-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Una es más auténtica cuando más se parece a lo que ha soñado de sí misma"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-9083292720363172747?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/9083292720363172747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/9083292720363172747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/07/una-es-mas-autentica-cuando-mas-se.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-9180311830954606008</id><published>2010-07-25T02:25:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T02:31:54.367-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Little memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/TEvL2eDtNtI/AAAAAAAAAXI/AP6HQFvI-bE/s1600/Escanear0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497711906777806546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/TEvL2eDtNtI/AAAAAAAAAXI/AP6HQFvI-bE/s320/Escanear0007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Suelta de globos - Día del niño&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Instituto Manuel Belgrano.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-9180311830954606008?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/9180311830954606008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/9180311830954606008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/07/little-memories.html' title='Little memories'/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/TEvL2eDtNtI/AAAAAAAAAXI/AP6HQFvI-bE/s72-c/Escanear0007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-347830208869267233</id><published>2010-07-25T02:19:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T02:22:25.831-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Siento la necesidad de escribir, de contar todo, pero algo me lo impide. Mi cerebro no deja actuar a mis dedos, a mi corazón, a nada. Me paraliza completamente.&lt;br /&gt;En ese reino dónde vos te impones ante cada uno de mis pensamientos, ahí mismo es dónde se controla cada acto mío.&lt;br /&gt;Y no puedo...&lt;br /&gt;Las palabras solamente se esfuman, se pierden.&lt;br /&gt;Pero algún día te encontraran.&lt;br /&gt;Algún día podré destrabar todo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(y no lo siento tan lejano)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-347830208869267233?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/347830208869267233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/347830208869267233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/07/siento-la-necesidad-de-escribir-de.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-327935214246317215</id><published>2010-07-24T09:44:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T09:44:30.384-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Random #13</title><content type='html'>Me gustaría hacerlo TODO con tu hermano ♪&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-327935214246317215?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/327935214246317215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/327935214246317215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/07/random-13.html' title='Random #13'/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-9145192965420112137</id><published>2010-07-24T09:40:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T09:43:31.700-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Unique #2</title><content type='html'>Nombrarte hasta aparecer.&lt;br /&gt;Deshacer cenizas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-9145192965420112137?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/9145192965420112137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/9145192965420112137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/07/unique-2.html' title='Unique #2'/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-5778072411456723075</id><published>2010-07-24T09:33:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T09:39:51.555-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Y hoy, nombrando a tanta gente... tan importantes, musicales... tan irresistibles a cualquier ojo. Entre ellos, entre historias que rondan siempre lo mismo y provocan solo confusión (hasta a veces hastío de como todo se repite) me di cuenta que te extrañaba.&lt;br /&gt;Que sin siquiera nombrarte eras exactamente lo que me faltaba. Tu sonrisa, tus abrazos, tus gestos, vos.&lt;br /&gt;Tan simple, tan humano, tan cercano&lt;br /&gt;Tan lejano.&lt;br /&gt;Tan pronto a volver a mi vida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-5778072411456723075?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/5778072411456723075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/5778072411456723075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/07/y-hoy-nombrando-tanta-gente.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-7792389066183565965</id><published>2010-07-23T01:33:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T01:36:09.405-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Without music, life would be a mistake"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Friedrich Nietzsche&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-7792389066183565965?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/7792389066183565965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/7792389066183565965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/07/without-music-life-would-be-mistake.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-177449032944827043</id><published>2010-07-19T09:12:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T09:18:23.729-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastinación</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Del&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;latín: pro, adelante, y crastinus, referente al futuro.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acción u hábito de postergar actividades o situaciones que deben atenderse, sustituyéndolas por otras situaciones más irrelevantes y agradables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo sabía que tenía un nombre!&lt;br /&gt;Bienvenida procrastinación a mi vida... pero ya nos conocemos hace bastante tiempo, si hasta convivimos día a día!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-177449032944827043?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/177449032944827043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/177449032944827043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/07/procrastinacion.html' title='Procrastinación'/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-8246969418346463480</id><published>2010-07-19T06:03:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T06:05:27.245-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cómo dice la canción: &lt;em&gt;Hoy te vi en los sueños.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero si diría eso mentiria.&lt;br /&gt;Porque fue más.&lt;br /&gt;Porque te sentí.&lt;br /&gt;Porque son en los momentos en que dudo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-8246969418346463480?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/8246969418346463480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/8246969418346463480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/07/como-dice-la-cancion-hoy-te-vi-en-los.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-6823254161010456622</id><published>2010-07-16T06:36:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T06:39:16.893-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixty days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="275"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G_2MrOYMkuQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G_2MrOYMkuQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="275"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mereces lo que sueñas... lo que ya llevas dos meses soñando.&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/6183762476749825449-6823254161010456622?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/6823254161010456622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/6823254161010456622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/07/mereces-lo-que-suenas.html' title='Sixty days.'/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-971451471364240038</id><published>2010-07-14T04:08:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T04:16:46.749-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/TD1jZL68kZI/AAAAAAAAAW4/qwlZNfQORng/s1600/34466_1518359356789_1168666101_31429802_6700064_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493656404809781650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/TD1jZL68kZI/AAAAAAAAAW4/qwlZNfQORng/s320/34466_1518359356789_1168666101_31429802_6700064_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [10.07.2010]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-971451471364240038?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/971451471364240038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/971451471364240038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/07/10.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/TD1jZL68kZI/AAAAAAAAAW4/qwlZNfQORng/s72-c/34466_1518359356789_1168666101_31429802_6700064_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-936929960679899035</id><published>2010-07-14T04:06:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T04:08:11.511-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;twenty&lt;strong&gt;TWO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Suena más grande, no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A no fomentar falsas ilusiones... la adultez esta lejos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Like Peter Pan.&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/6183762476749825449-936929960679899035?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/936929960679899035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/936929960679899035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/07/twenty-two-suena-mas-grande-no-no.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-9111717972222899593</id><published>2010-06-23T07:44:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T07:46:46.034-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Trust is like a mirror, you can fix it if it's broke, but you can still see the cracks in that motherfucking reflection"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-9111717972222899593?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/9111717972222899593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/9111717972222899593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/06/trust-is-like-mirror-you-can-fix-it-if.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-5584966316416085296</id><published>2010-06-23T06:23:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T06:31:18.684-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I like</title><content type='html'>Me gustaría saber manejar a la perfección los acentos, no sufrir insomnio todas las noches de mi vida, saber manejar (autos, humores), poder hacer todos los planes que se me cruzan en la cabeza, tener una planta de lavanda, animarme a más, quererme más, minimizarme menos, decorar todo como en mi cabeza y con la facilidad que allí se hace, escribir &amp;amp; acordarme lo que sueño, comer trufas las 24 hs. del día, tener más en claro mi futuro, sentir menos vértigo, tener mi cámara, atacar disquerias y librerías por las noches, viajar sin tiempos, aprender francés, entender las relaciones humanas (y a las personas), que brote de las canillas jugo de pera, poder hacer más en lo que dura un día...&lt;br /&gt;Me gustaría poder enumerar mejor lo que me gusta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-5584966316416085296?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/5584966316416085296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/5584966316416085296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-like.html' title='I like'/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-994906437630631787</id><published>2010-06-18T07:38:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T07:39:29.754-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>19 days left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(22)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-994906437630631787?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/994906437630631787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/994906437630631787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/06/19-days-left-22.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-4072032480968836439</id><published>2010-06-18T03:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T03:37:29.224-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Encontrarte es perderme.&lt;br /&gt;Es nunca encontrarme.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-4072032480968836439?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/4072032480968836439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/4072032480968836439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/06/encontrarte-es-perderme.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-5927013092210257008</id><published>2010-06-15T06:58:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T07:00:36.123-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Erratum XII</title><content type='html'>Hay vidas que se consumen&lt;br /&gt;a través de una ventana,&lt;br /&gt;un camino,&lt;br /&gt;mueren sin encontrar&lt;br /&gt;mueren de no haber partido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Hugo Mujica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-5927013092210257008?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/5927013092210257008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/5927013092210257008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/06/hay-vidas-que-se-consumen-traves-de-una.html' title='Erratum XII'/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-5773729615291127751</id><published>2010-06-15T05:00:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T05:05:14.227-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Y acordemos que la gente miente cúando habla de los dos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acéptalo, no estamos para el romance&lt;br /&gt;entreguémonos al&lt;br /&gt;t r a n c e&lt;br /&gt;que eso si es para los dos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;#11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;La Puntita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-5773729615291127751?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/5773729615291127751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/5773729615291127751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/06/y-acordemos-que-la-gente-miente-cuando.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-7518342355650052041</id><published>2010-06-10T04:15:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T04:24:37.538-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="275"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z-7p2JH0PS0&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&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/Z-7p2JH0PS0&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="275"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world ♪&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-7518342355650052041?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/7518342355650052041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/7518342355650052041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/06/youre-kind-of-girl-that-fits-in-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-6249416754819338248</id><published>2010-06-10T03:53:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T03:55:27.366-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Qué tiempos raros, che!&lt;br /&gt;Cúando la alegría y la añoranza por tiempos (pasados) mejores se junta en el mismo envase...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-6249416754819338248?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/6249416754819338248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/6249416754819338248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/06/que-tiempos-raros-che-cuando-la-alegria.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-2454763567211771531</id><published>2010-06-09T22:02:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T22:08:20.755-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Nada ha cambiado. Sólo yo he cambiado. Todo ha cambiado."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-2454763567211771531?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/2454763567211771531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/2454763567211771531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/06/nada-ha-cambiado.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-2571777331489686127</id><published>2010-06-02T09:06:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T09:11:20.105-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Random #12</title><content type='html'>No hay mejor mañana que una comenzada viendo Friends.&lt;br /&gt;Definitivamente tendría que haber un canal 24 hs. con esta serie. Sería la primer suscriptora y más ferviente televidente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-2571777331489686127?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/2571777331489686127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/2571777331489686127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/06/random-12.html' title='Random #12'/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-7847779627067973219</id><published>2010-06-02T09:03:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T09:04:43.438-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Unique #1</title><content type='html'>Verte en la bandeja de entrada tiene ese no se que único... totalmente único.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-7847779627067973219?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/7847779627067973219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/7847779627067973219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/06/unique-1.html' title='Unique #1'/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-4762214027852122605</id><published>2010-05-31T05:21:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T05:28:14.120-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Para estar de moda con este mes que se despide hoy, el blog también tiene su bicentenario ( o más conocido como Sr. Nario)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentira!&lt;br /&gt;Sólo 200 entradas hechas with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y para festejar (?) a big change.&lt;br /&gt;A partir de ahora blabla permitido (que en mundos más serios y normales se llamarían comentarios).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-4762214027852122605?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/4762214027852122605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/4762214027852122605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/05/para-estar-de-moda-con-este-mes-que-se.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-8982569312767316358</id><published>2010-05-30T19:50:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T19:53:03.114-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Que amiga talentosa que tengo yo ♪</title><content type='html'>Pasen, lean y deleitese...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.callanambulancee.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.callanambulancee.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sisi, envidienme mucho.&lt;br /&gt;Es mi amiga!&lt;br /&gt;Lic. Jesica para Uds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-8982569312767316358?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/8982569312767316358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/8982569312767316358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/05/que-amiga-talentosa-que-tengo-yo.html' title='Que amiga talentosa que tengo yo ♪'/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-3153394278396164476</id><published>2010-05-30T03:51:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T03:53:59.167-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shake it like a polaroid picture ♪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and i'm shaking just like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-3153394278396164476?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/3153394278396164476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-813071373942669398?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/813071373942669398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/813071373942669398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/05/todos-somos-algo-real-dentro-de-esta.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-4138686113596136999</id><published>2010-05-29T00:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T00:31:32.186-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoy...&lt;br /&gt;VOS estas en mi mira.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-4138686113596136999?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/4138686113596136999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/4138686113596136999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/05/hoy.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-8952313792584264483</id><published>2010-05-28T04:15:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T04:21:07.277-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/S_9tymMFqXI/AAAAAAAAAWw/KHtWs1NrVPg/s1600/12427_100961999942210_100000852315358_25662_7287849_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476216387917949298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/S_9tymMFqXI/AAAAAAAAAWw/KHtWs1NrVPg/s320/12427_100961999942210_100000852315358_25662_7287849_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;13.03.2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Euge, Luca (in panza), Magui &amp;amp; Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;@ the end of "Argentina abraza a Chile"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;by Damián Benetucci.&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/6183762476749825449-8952313792584264483?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/8952313792584264483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/8952313792584264483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/05/13.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/S_9tymMFqXI/AAAAAAAAAWw/KHtWs1NrVPg/s72-c/12427_100961999942210_100000852315358_25662_7287849_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-143914486198297248</id><published>2010-05-23T09:55:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T09:55:53.666-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What an afaul thing to hear that u are not alone... again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-143914486198297248?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/143914486198297248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/143914486198297248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-afaul-thing-to-hear-that-u-are-not_23.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-1930834724269201380</id><published>2010-05-23T09:50:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T09:53:50.521-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fuerza G.!&lt;/strong&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/6183762476749825449-1930834724269201380?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/1930834724269201380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/1930834724269201380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-afaul-thing-to-hear-that-u-are-not.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-5589156657988718880</id><published>2010-05-14T17:18:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T17:21:01.937-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>¿Qué pensarías si te enteraras que lo que hablamos alguna - ya lejana - vez lo compartí con otras personas?&lt;br /&gt;¿Qué pensaría ella de esas palabras?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy no se porque se me cruzaron estas preguntas en la cabeza.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-5589156657988718880?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/5589156657988718880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/5589156657988718880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/05/que-pensarias-si-te-enteraras-que-lo.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-1009402180688171953</id><published>2010-05-12T23:28:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T23:29:23.922-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>- ¿Qué mierda, no?&lt;br /&gt;- ¿Qué?&lt;br /&gt;- Saber. No se que hace la gente con eso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Para vestir santos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-1009402180688171953?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/1009402180688171953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/1009402180688171953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/05/que-mierda-no-que-saber.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-2767727097210240451</id><published>2010-05-09T03:39:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T03:41:05.807-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Robin is better than the girl of my dreams...&lt;br /&gt;She's real"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay, que puñalada al corazón que sos "500 days of Summer"!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-2767727097210240451?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/2767727097210240451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/2767727097210240451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/05/robin-is-better-than-girl-of-my-dreams.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-4538589245618230036</id><published>2010-05-08T04:22:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T04:24:44.560-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Definitivamente Fito Paez cambio demasiado, definitivamente...&lt;br /&gt;pero tiene el mismo efecto "meachuchilloconloprimeroqueencuentre" si lo escuchas un Viernes a la noche, ya bien entrada la madrugada del Sábado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y ni que hablar si un tema se llama "London town".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-4538589245618230036?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/4538589245618230036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/4538589245618230036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/05/definitivamente-fito-paez-cambio.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-1121822436076962643</id><published>2010-05-08T04:18:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T04:20:19.559-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Random #11</title><content type='html'>Lo mío no son los fines de semana (siquiera lo días) tranquilos.&lt;br /&gt;La quietud aburre.&lt;br /&gt;La rutinas más.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-1121822436076962643?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/1121822436076962643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/1121822436076962643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/05/random-11.html' title='Random #11'/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-5139098368481683235</id><published>2010-05-08T04:14:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T04:17:23.926-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/S-UPZ2g8DlI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Vnht6dEOHXw/s1600/DSC00642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468794259316149842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/S-UPZ2g8DlI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Vnht6dEOHXw/s400/DSC00642.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;♥&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-5139098368481683235?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/5139098368481683235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/5139098368481683235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/S-UPZ2g8DlI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Vnht6dEOHXw/s72-c/DSC00642.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-7701076604740590448</id><published>2010-04-21T10:31:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T10:34:03.163-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Trató de no caer en tu recuerdo, de ni siquiera nombrarte, de no verte, de no sonreír al recordar el pasado.&lt;br /&gt;Pero fallo.&lt;br /&gt;Siempre fallo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-7701076604740590448?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/7701076604740590448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/7701076604740590448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/04/trato-de-no-caer-en-tu-recuerdo-de-ni.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-6267623417427057756</id><published>2010-03-16T05:12:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T05:12:27.469-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;La certeza, algunas veces, pierde su identidad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-6267623417427057756?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/6267623417427057756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/6267623417427057756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/03/la-certeza-algunas-veces-pierde-su.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-6858711988902768935</id><published>2010-03-16T05:00:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T05:10:00.961-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OuOu&lt;br /&gt;de nuevo en mi punto álgido, ese que no quería reconocer...&lt;br /&gt;aunque pase el tiempo, aunque pasen miles de cosas, seguiste ahí, en un huequito de mi cabeza&lt;br /&gt;y cúando finalmente te veo no me salen las palabras, la cara me cambia, se me tatua una sonrisa eterna, y siento que hasta puedo destellar luz&lt;br /&gt;tu voz, me puede&lt;br /&gt;aunque el mensaje no sea lo que esperaba, sino un mero chiste (uf, ménudo chiste), pero... me lo decías a mí&lt;br /&gt;cambiabas tu rumbo, parabas, sonreias (quién te ha visto y quién te ve!)... sólo para mí.&lt;br /&gt;el mundo se paró, así de la nada&lt;br /&gt;no me importaba los miles de lados en los que tenía que estar, ni quién pudiera mirar y darse cuenta de que en ese instante podía volar de la felicidad&lt;br /&gt;y, sólo puedo recordar tu sonrisa, tan perfecta como un amanecer de verano&lt;br /&gt;millones de cosas para ver en esos momentos, y yo sólo podía seguirte a vos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay ay!&lt;br /&gt;qué nos deparara el destino!&lt;br /&gt;al menos ahora se que es momento de actuar&lt;br /&gt;por eso, manos a la obra!&lt;br /&gt;aunque las piernas flaqueén por tu cercania, o sienta que me bañan en cemento...&lt;br /&gt;es la vulnerabilidad más hermosa que me puede tocar vivir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-6858711988902768935?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/6858711988902768935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/6858711988902768935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/03/ouou-de-nuevo-en-mi-punto-algido-ese.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-1515354942824683872</id><published>2010-03-16T04:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T05:00:15.482-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"El camino al infierno está adoquinado de buenas intenciones"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Marx&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/6183762476749825449-1515354942824683872?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/1515354942824683872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/1515354942824683872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/03/el-camino-al-infierno-esta-adoquinado.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-1726447920432133380</id><published>2010-03-10T07:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T07:24:51.305-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>El encanto de los e-mails inesperados.&lt;br /&gt;Lo lindo de los mimos sorpresivos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-1726447920432133380?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/1726447920432133380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/1726447920432133380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/03/el-encanto-de-los-e-mails-inesperados.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-7459229397503554913</id><published>2010-03-10T07:21:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T07:23:37.299-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Todas las mañanas pienso en al menos seis cosas imposibles antes del desayuno"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Alice in Wonderland&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/6183762476749825449-7459229397503554913?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/7459229397503554913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/7459229397503554913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/03/todas-las-mananas-pienso-en-al-menos.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-7561178951583014878</id><published>2010-03-09T06:41:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T06:42:25.300-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Random #10</title><content type='html'>Definitivamente, los salmones y mi persona deben estar emparentados.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-7561178951583014878?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/7561178951583014878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/7561178951583014878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/03/random-10.html' title='Random #10'/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-5941488678820331085</id><published>2010-03-09T06:39:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T06:41:21.051-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/S5YXp5rIrXI/AAAAAAAAAWY/t5TfpSdGQRI/s1600-h/17172_1329584046483_1437440191_935221_2309441_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 90px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/S5YXp5rIrXI/AAAAAAAAAWY/t5TfpSdGQRI/s320/17172_1329584046483_1437440191_935221_2309441_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446566807975013746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-5941488678820331085?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/5941488678820331085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/5941488678820331085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/S5YXp5rIrXI/AAAAAAAAAWY/t5TfpSdGQRI/s72-c/17172_1329584046483_1437440191_935221_2309441_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-5361566816605869332</id><published>2010-03-09T06:32:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T06:34:29.216-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoy, por un motivo X que guardaré, dije una frase muy cierta:&lt;br /&gt;- ojalá que se le pinchen todos los forros y que la embarazé&lt;br /&gt;(pesadilla para ambas personas involucradas, de las más terribles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Eso es una buena puteada gente!&lt;br /&gt;y a decirlo sin ruborizarse!&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/6183762476749825449-5361566816605869332?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/5361566816605869332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/5361566816605869332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/03/hoy-por-un-motivo-x-que-guardare-dije.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-4940125364084741224</id><published>2010-03-09T06:28:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T06:32:19.352-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>En este instante quiero viajar&lt;br /&gt;no tanto con mi mente, sino con mi cuerpo.&lt;br /&gt;Escuchar otras ideas, otros pensamientos en otros idiomas.&lt;br /&gt;Ver otros paisajes, otros rostros, otras miradas.&lt;br /&gt;Descubrirme mientras otros se descubren a sí mismo, a kilometros de distancia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creo que de a poco la vida me esta dando a entender de poner un pie en el acelerador&lt;br /&gt;de materializar, resumiendo...&lt;br /&gt;cómo terminara esto?&lt;br /&gt;who knows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(pero al menos me estoy divirtiendo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-4940125364084741224?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/4940125364084741224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/4940125364084741224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/03/en-este-instante-quiero-viajar-no-tanto.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-4554884467613149469</id><published>2010-03-04T01:42:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T01:43:21.597-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Hay una ley de la vida, cruel y exacta, que afirma que uno debe crecer o, en caso contrario, pagar más por seguir siendo el mismo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Norman Mailer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-4554884467613149469?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/4554884467613149469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/4554884467613149469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/03/hay-una-ley-de-la-vida-cruel-y-exacta.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-9138384046905701066</id><published>2010-03-04T01:39:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T01:40:55.405-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Random #9</title><content type='html'>Los escalofríos son codazos de los ángeles&lt;br /&gt;(and sometimes they kick my ass off!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-9138384046905701066?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/9138384046905701066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/9138384046905701066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/03/random-9.html' title='Random #9'/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-2019192716244009677</id><published>2010-03-03T23:14:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T23:15:44.715-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cada día me doy un poquito más cuenta de la falsedad, traición y trepadez de alguna gente.&lt;br /&gt;Cada día elijo un poquito mejor no repetir errores.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-2019192716244009677?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/2019192716244009677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/2019192716244009677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/03/cada-dia-me-doy-un-poquito-mas-cuenta.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-5428302374896599032</id><published>2010-03-03T14:34:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T16:16:17.664-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>26.02.2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cúando llueve, muchas veces dice un mito urbano que es un buen augurio.&lt;br /&gt;Ese Viernes, lo pude comprobar. Era el marco para una noche ideal.&lt;br /&gt;Cúando las palabras no alcanzan, y todas las emociones afloran en milesimas de segundo.&lt;br /&gt;No podes ni pensar... sólo vivis, disfrutas.&lt;br /&gt;¿Fotos? No hay tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;Recuerdos de momentos pasados, cúando el 2007 recién florecía y todo era distinto... y escuchas en un inglés britanico perfecto cosas vividas. Y se viene inmediatamente a la memoria la imagen de esa misma persona, ahora parada frente a otros miles de humanos, preguntandote cosas.&lt;br /&gt;Y, vaya deja vú, ahora esta dando un recital en el lugar que vos le nombraste.&lt;br /&gt;Esos son los momentos que hacen poner la piel de gallina, que las lágrimas te nublan la vista...&lt;br /&gt;Y después, miles de mariposas de papel sobrevuelan a tu alrededor jugando a formar una perfecta tormenta de colores en el cielo rosa, y bailando al son del viento.&lt;br /&gt;Miles de momentos, de emociones, de palabras, de frases, de instantes preciosos.&lt;br /&gt;Pero sólo cuatro personas lo hicieron posible.&lt;br /&gt;Chris, Jonny, Guy &amp;amp; Will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuevamente dieron por comenzado mi año.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuevamente... ¿Habrán dado por comenzada una nueva etapa de mí vida también?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 208px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444488272445976018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/S461PNbsLdI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/nuvyER3aFnw/s320/Coldplay+%40+River+103.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-5428302374896599032?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/5428302374896599032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/5428302374896599032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/03/26.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/S461PNbsLdI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/nuvyER3aFnw/s72-c/Coldplay+%40+River+103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-5270738699959076692</id><published>2010-03-03T14:31:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T16:17:58.563-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Random #8</title><content type='html'>Demasiada gente tiene que agradecer que no tenga instintos asesinos&lt;br /&gt;sino, estarían en el otro mundo ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(y esto tranquilamente podría ser una ley de la vida)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-5270738699959076692?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/5270738699959076692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/5270738699959076692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/03/demasiada-gente-tiene-que-agradecer-que.html' title='Random #8'/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-4112251434486005730</id><published>2010-03-03T14:23:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T14:23:53.775-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Let's go, let your mind blow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all your sorrows away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-4112251434486005730?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/4112251434486005730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/4112251434486005730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/03/lets-go-let-your-mind-blow-all-your.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-3745525151739632897</id><published>2010-03-03T03:19:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T03:22:43.477-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SMILE&lt;/strong&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/6183762476749825449-3745525151739632897?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/3745525151739632897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/3745525151739632897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-947340871582161472</id><published>2010-03-03T03:17:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T03:25:37.850-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lo lindo de sonreír por disfrute, por el simple placer de ser felíz&lt;br /&gt;Lo mágico de los encuentros inesperados, de las emociones fuertes, de la vida rápida (pero no se equivoque Sr./Sra., sin tomarsela deprisa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;La revolución de las emociones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-947340871582161472?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/947340871582161472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/947340871582161472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/03/lo-lindo-de-sonreir-por-disfrute-por-el.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-5870294842886728110</id><published>2010-02-19T16:26:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T16:34:48.187-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/S37nfwivixI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Y4fd0512ix4/s1600-h/Vogue+Alice+in+wonderland+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 228px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 144px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440039932702722834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/S37nfwivixI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Y4fd0512ix4/s320/Vogue+Alice+in+wonderland+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pero no quiero andar entre gente loca, dijo Alicia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, no puedes evitarlo, dijo el gato.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estamos todos locos aquí.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lewis Carroll&lt;/span&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/6183762476749825449-5870294842886728110?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/5870294842886728110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/5870294842886728110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/02/pero-no-quiero-andar-entre-gente-loca.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/2909177234478895897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/2909177234478895897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/02/nuestra-inconciencia-es-la-clave-de.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-2242743358686043846</id><published>2010-02-13T13:16:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T13:17:49.137-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/S3bQokZyriI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Hdjch_wOK7E/s1600-h/19368_292283632437_758577437_3338312_1407621_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/S3bQokZyriI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Hdjch_wOK7E/s320/19368_292283632437_758577437_3338312_1407621_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437762995481652770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-2242743358686043846?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/2242743358686043846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/2242743358686043846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_13.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/S3bQokZyriI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Hdjch_wOK7E/s72-c/19368_292283632437_758577437_3338312_1407621_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-6911861872711560891</id><published>2010-02-13T13:13:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T13:16:13.285-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>La entrada anterior, en estos momentos, se podría potenciar a niveles no medibles por ninguna escala vigente.&lt;br /&gt;Nuevamente, ¡qué bien me vendría un cigarrillo!&lt;br /&gt;(creo que la única forma de aplacar todo... va, no...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-6911861872711560891?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/6911861872711560891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/6911861872711560891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/02/la-otra-entrada-en-estos-momentos-se.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-1569479007416710953</id><published>2010-02-13T02:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T02:02:01.154-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>En estos instantes debería fumar&lt;br /&gt;es la única manera de aplacar tanta ansiedad y nerviosismo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-1569479007416710953?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/1569479007416710953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 165px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/S3X5ydk3dzI/AAAAAAAAAV4/8ILdmeY5KFg/s320/DSC09603.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437526770447775538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-2514576986452694528?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/2514576986452694528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/2514576986452694528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_12.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/S3X5ydk3dzI/AAAAAAAAAV4/8ILdmeY5KFg/s72-c/DSC09603.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-156544733988007992</id><published>2010-02-12T21:54:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T21:57:09.363-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>La falta de sueño afecta cada vez más mi percepción&lt;br /&gt;y los nervios carcomen cada uno de mis pensamientos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well... it's almost finished &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;(i think...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-156544733988007992?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/156544733988007992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/156544733988007992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/02/la-falta-de-sueno-afecta-cada-vez-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-7428472034084386621</id><published>2010-02-12T21:51:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T21:52:43.693-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;“Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must live”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Creo que estoy tomando demasiado al pie de la letra este consejo disfrazado en frase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-7428472034084386621?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/7428472034084386621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/7428472034084386621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/02/some-people-never-go-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-3641127601225928535</id><published>2010-02-11T01:05:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T01:08:23.781-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3  style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;La diferencia entre el pasado, el presente y el futuro es solo una ilusión persistente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Albert Einstein.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3  style="text-align: right; font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-3641127601225928535?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/3641127601225928535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/3641127601225928535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/02/la-diferencia-entre-el-pasado-el.html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-6266935744309466794</id><published>2010-02-11T00:43:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T00:45:41.944-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/S3N9OHB4kvI/AAAAAAAAAVw/BYl16gxtzLA/s1600-h/lies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/S3N9OHB4kvI/AAAAAAAAAVw/BYl16gxtzLA/s320/lies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436826856524911346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cortesía de:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Bar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/6183762476749825449-6266935744309466794?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/6266935744309466794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/6266935744309466794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/02/cortesia-de-bar.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/StGFfGPhvQI/AAAAAAAAATY/OEu7k3xFjjw/S220/DSC06499.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/S3N9OHB4kvI/AAAAAAAAAVw/BYl16gxtzLA/s72-c/lies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6183762476749825449.post-9098732492014493087</id><published>2010-02-09T15:32:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T15:36:24.422-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Y cúando finalmente encontrás el video que estabas queriendo hace días.&lt;br /&gt;FELICIDAD PLENA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Dean by Andy Warhol (experimental film)&lt;br /&gt;Actualmente exhibido @ MALBA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="275"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZutcjfJATRI&amp;amp;hl=es_ES&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-8939635019424962907?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/8939635019424962907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/8939635019424962907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_7282.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425752760937235026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hrTpxIN3MfM/S0wlY6LCQlI/AAAAAAAAAVg/TuJwv31iLMk/s320/9631_146537348646_681863646_2711154_2908007_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;whit your feet in the air &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and your head on the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-8295781784960022664?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/8295781784960022664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/8295781784960022664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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postero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6183762476749825449-5603639672223172207?l=rocioadec.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/5603639672223172207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6183762476749825449/posts/default/5603639672223172207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rocioadec.blogspot.com/2010/01/carpe-diem-quam-minimum-credula-postero.html' title=''/><author><name>rocioadec</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11032517217548806534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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