<?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-805903650516724189</id><updated>2011-12-06T03:01:58.644+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Il ricordo di belle cose</title><subtitle type='html'>...L'essenziale è invisibile agli occhi...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-8423521886431059109</id><published>2011-03-03T10:33:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T10:43:39.877+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Semi-trasloco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Il mio ultimo post risale a circa un anno fa, e non era neanche dei più loquaci. Visto che ormai questo blog è in stato comatoso avevo pensato di chiuderlo e aprirne un altro, ma sono sicura che dopo poco tempo avrebbe fatto la stessa fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt; In attesa (se mai succederà) di futura ispirazione, vi invito a seguirmi su twitter: veloce e sintetico, ideale per una come me che ha sempre poco da raccontare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Ci vediamo lì ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(Cliccate sull'immagine per il link)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/LittleActress87"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 206px;" 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-1645214504191349906</id><published>2010-02-23T09:57:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T10:21:49.552+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Deliri Filosofici</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;No! non sono sparita....beh in effetti sì sono sparita, ma è per una buona ragione,sto frequentando  un sacco di uomini in questo periodo...ma uomini seri eh?!? Con alcuni mi diverto anche un po' altri invece non li capisco proprio...tipo Aristotele, ecco....lui cerca sempre di spiegarmi questa cosa del sillogismo, ma io proprio faccio fatica ad andargli dietro. Socrate è simpatico invece, sostiene di non sapere niente invece io credo che in fondo in fondo di cose ne abbia capite un bel po'!&lt;br /&gt;Poi ci sono quelli più giovani, un po' depressi e con nomi strani, tipo Schopenhauer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;...come potete immaginare da questo post delirante e anche abbastanza inutile, la mia vita sociale è ai minimi storici, ma in attesa del 12 marzo vi regalo un video che adoro e che direi, è abbastanza in tema!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eaJXefpiYx8&amp;amp;hl=it_IT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eaJXefpiYx8&amp;amp;hl=it_IT&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/805903650516724189-1645214504191349906?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/1645214504191349906/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=1645214504191349906&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/1645214504191349906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/1645214504191349906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2010/02/deliri-filosofici.html' title='Deliri Filosofici'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-2169803407236897377</id><published>2009-12-12T00:06:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T00:21:43.785+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...ti trovi dentro al camerino di un negozio e senti che una madre di mezza età consola la figlia (che si lamenta di essere grassa e non vuole comprare vestiti attillati) dicendole che la ragazza del camerino accanto è GRASSOTTELLA ma prova ugualmente cose attillate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Quando esci per guardarti allo specchio e ti accorgi che la ragazza del camerino accanto sei tu...ma soprattutto quando noti dalla carrozzina con annesso neonato, che la suddetta "figlia" è in realtà una donna che ha appena partorito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Beh...è a quel punto che capisci che devi ASSOLUTAMENTE COMINCIARE LA DIETA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SyLTAHex_gI/AAAAAAAAAk0/KE3T2vA2rq0/s1600-h/HBP131Big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SyLTAHex_gI/AAAAAAAAAk0/KE3T2vA2rq0/s400/HBP131Big.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414121701014371842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;PS. Voglio morireeeeeee, ma proprio prima delle vacanze di Natale doveva succedermi??&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/805903650516724189-2169803407236897377?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/2169803407236897377/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=2169803407236897377&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/2169803407236897377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/2169803407236897377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2009/12/quando.html' title='Quando...'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SyLTAHex_gI/AAAAAAAAAk0/KE3T2vA2rq0/s72-c/HBP131Big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-1165026105642532618</id><published>2009-12-06T19:24:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T19:48:28.759+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Shhhhhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Solo l'atmosfera di Natale potrà salvarmi da questa inutile&lt;br /&gt;  (e bellissima) malinconia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/Sxv4UXf1htI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Pq46qiuJ_SE/s1600-h/christmas1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 413px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/Sxv4UXf1htI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Pq46qiuJ_SE/s400/christmas1024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412192406004401874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;♫ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Fra mille amici e finti parenti, ti manca qualcuno e stringi un po' i denti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;&lt;span class="norm"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &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/805903650516724189-1165026105642532618?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/1165026105642532618/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=1165026105642532618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/1165026105642532618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/1165026105642532618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2009/12/shhhhhh.html' title='Shhhhhh'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/Sxv4UXf1htI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Pq46qiuJ_SE/s72-c/christmas1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-5840569604543856099</id><published>2009-11-19T16:09:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T16:38:40.045+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Una è troppo poco...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Nell'ultima settimana ho litigato più volte con mia sorella, dovendo decidere il futuro di nostro fratello, disabile; ho organizzato una festa a sorpresa, ho anche sedotto (con accento americano) un improbabile giornalista e nel frattempo ho fatto anche la cubista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per il prossimo mese ho in programma di diventare l'erede al trono di Russia (Anastasia) e di essere contemporaneamente una (o due?!?) pirandelliana moglie tradita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;E vi chiedete ancora perchè non trovo mai il tempo di aggiornare il blog?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;AHHH COM'E' BELLO FARE L'ATTRICE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SwVkjpiqEcI/AAAAAAAAAik/125dADfXHmY/s1600/Donna_con_la_maschera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SwVkjpiqEcI/AAAAAAAAAik/125dADfXHmY/s400/Donna_con_la_maschera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405837491337564610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;PS. Una sola, tra tutte le cose che ho fatto, non faceva parte di uno spettacolo!&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/805903650516724189-5840569604543856099?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/5840569604543856099/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=5840569604543856099&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/5840569604543856099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/5840569604543856099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2009/11/una-e-troppo-poco.html' title='Una è troppo poco...'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SwVkjpiqEcI/AAAAAAAAAik/125dADfXHmY/s72-c/Donna_con_la_maschera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-264039248624864859</id><published>2009-10-18T11:58:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T12:07:42.677+02:00</updated><title type='text'>su e giù</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;C'è un post che da mesi fa sali e scendi dalla mia pancia...certe sere arriva persino quasi in cima, allora apro questa pagina e provo a scrivere...ma dopo pochi secondi la mente si svuota, chiudo  tutto e non ci penso più...ma sono fiduciosa, prima o poi riuscirò a liberare questo flusso di pensieri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Intanto...buona domenica a tutti :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/StroEEIOyQI/AAAAAAAAAiU/3CWg9khD20M/s1600-h/pasticcini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/StroEEIOyQI/AAAAAAAAAiU/3CWg9khD20M/s400/pasticcini.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393878660254976258" 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/805903650516724189-264039248624864859?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/264039248624864859/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=264039248624864859&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/264039248624864859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/264039248624864859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2009/10/su-e-giu.html' title='su e giù'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/StroEEIOyQI/AAAAAAAAAiU/3CWg9khD20M/s72-c/pasticcini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-5578470112814537151</id><published>2009-10-03T09:25:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T09:38:50.950+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Aaaaaah come mi piace il mio nuovo template...era da un po' che volevo cambiare, così ieri sera mi sono messa d'impegno e davanti a un film supernoioso, ho portato a termine l'ardua impresa di cambiare look al blog. In giro se ne trovano davvero tanti e scegliere è difficile (vi confesso che a un certo punto ho avuto l'irrefrenabile impulso di mettere quello delle principesse disney, era troppo bello!! :D) poi alla fine ho visto questo, carino, colori tenui come piace a me e non troppo sdolcinato, ma la cosa che mi ha convinta in maniera definitiva è stato il titolo del template: Tired Girl...beh, considerando che il mio livello di attività in un giorno normale è pari a quella di un bradipo, direi che è perfetto!&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/805903650516724189-5578470112814537151?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/5578470112814537151/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=5578470112814537151&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/5578470112814537151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/5578470112814537151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2009/10/tired-girl.html' title='Tired Girl'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-7359809423841125784</id><published>2009-09-19T14:16:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T14:28:02.531+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Imparare dalle grandi del passato</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SrTM2KhoQtI/AAAAAAAAAiE/pYZokOlmsBA/s1600-h/AnnaMagnani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 272px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SrTM2KhoQtI/AAAAAAAAAiE/pYZokOlmsBA/s400/AnnaMagnani.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383152685524992722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;              &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Diceva Anna Magnani al truccatore che prima del ciak stava                         per coprirle le rughe del volto :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;                  "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lasciamele tutte, non me ne togliere nemmeno una,                   ci ho messo una vita a farmele...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;L'ho visto &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=suLeYg_SOMU"&gt;qui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/805903650516724189-7359809423841125784?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/7359809423841125784/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=7359809423841125784&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/7359809423841125784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/7359809423841125784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2009/09/imparare-dalle-grandi-del-passato.html' title='Imparare dalle grandi del passato'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SrTM2KhoQtI/AAAAAAAAAiE/pYZokOlmsBA/s72-c/AnnaMagnani.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-2001400178697752525</id><published>2009-09-03T20:19:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T22:37:00.477+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;L'estate è finita. E' strano, ma nonostante qui in sicilia ci siano ancora 40 gradi, nonostante ci sia ancora gente che tutti i giorni va al mare, per me il 31 agosto l'estate finisce, inizio ad odiare il caldo, i vestiti leggeri, le infradito...e comincio a sperare che l'inverno arrivi presto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Quest'anno in particolare, ho fretta di ritornare alla vita quotidiana fatta di impegni (nel mio caso tanti e sempre diversi),maglioni, cioccolata calda, di giornate intere fuori casa trascorse aspettando la sera e gli abbracci sotto il pi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;umone davanti a un film.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Aspettando tutto questo però, è giusto rendere onore a un'estate che, seppur breve, merita di essere ricordata in positivo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecco a voi quindi, con le tre immagini più significative, le cose più belle della mia estate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/Sqa9jIBB11I/AAAAAAAAAh4/QXNU53nUVRM/s1600-h/DSC03913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 197px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/Sqa9jIBB11I/AAAAAAAAAh4/QXNU53nUVRM/s400/DSC03913.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379195216085505874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;04-07-09;&lt;br /&gt;-Il "multicompleanno", decisamente uno dei migliori che abbia trascorso-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/Sqa3bLw0lTI/AAAAAAAAAhY/egVoSJAzYdM/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/Sqa3bLw0lTI/AAAAAAAAAhY/egVoSJAzYdM/s320/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379188482582549810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;18-07-09&lt;br /&gt;-Dalla cima della Mole Antonelliana, mentre guardo quella che "potrebbe" essere la mia futura città&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/Sqa7-ElWGbI/AAAAAAAAAhw/4V0idRHe_2o/s1600-h/DSC04401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 449px; height: 336px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/Sqa7-ElWGbI/AAAAAAAAAhw/4V0idRHe_2o/s400/DSC04401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379193479997299122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;20-08-09&lt;br /&gt;-Il mio piede e la Tourre Eiffel, 9 giorni da favola...che abbiano ragione a dire che Parigi è la città più bella del mondo?-&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/805903650516724189-2001400178697752525?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/2001400178697752525/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=2001400178697752525&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/2001400178697752525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/2001400178697752525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2009/09/waiting-for.html' title='Waiting for...'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/Sqa9jIBB11I/AAAAAAAAAh4/QXNU53nUVRM/s72-c/DSC03913.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-4567292307834260866</id><published>2009-07-14T19:35:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T20:00:05.337+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Actress prende il volo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Non ci credo ancora ma dopo tanto tempo, anche per me è arrivato il momento di una mini-vacanzina...domani finalmente la piccola attrice tornerà a visitare una città in cui tanti anni fa ha lasciato il cuore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SlzDZxWNY6I/AAAAAAAAAgo/mC9OR7IFqnY/s1600-h/Mole_Antonelliana_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SlzDZxWNY6I/AAAAAAAAAgo/mC9OR7IFqnY/s320/Mole_Antonelliana_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358372504174683042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;...Dai che non è difficile da indovinare!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Al ritorno racconto dettagliato e reportage fotografico ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Ah...P.S. apparte le visite ai soliti posti turistici, ecco due luoghi dove non vedo l'ora di ritornare...sperando di non tornare a casa con 3 valigie in più (ma anche sì...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SlzEm-dLYzI/AAAAAAAAAhI/zyjZNTmqk5w/s1600-h/136048787_a89a0d3869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 156px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SlzEm-dLYzI/AAAAAAAAAhI/zyjZNTmqk5w/s320/136048787_a89a0d3869.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358373830543500082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SlzExU3JlNI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/yPy2dQwHUm0/s1600-h/location.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 139px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SlzExU3JlNI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/yPy2dQwHUm0/s320/location.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358374008356705490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/805903650516724189-4567292307834260866?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/4567292307834260866/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=4567292307834260866&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/4567292307834260866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/4567292307834260866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-actress-prende-il-volo.html' title='Little Actress prende il volo...'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SlzDZxWNY6I/AAAAAAAAAgo/mC9OR7IFqnY/s72-c/Mole_Antonelliana_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-6213209453523857673</id><published>2009-04-24T19:05:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T19:38:48.360+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Rieccomi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Non scrivo un post da tempo perchè sono troppo impegnata a:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SfHytymPXnI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Gq-h-VuHYtk/s1600-h/3314_1145937773834_1389214440_376584_739060_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SfHytymPXnI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Gq-h-VuHYtk/s320/3314_1145937773834_1389214440_376584_739060_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328306702646206066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-Arredarmi la casa di pet society...sì, è un tunnel dal quale è difficile uscire...ma ammettere di avere un problema è già un passo avanti no? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SfH2epf-v-I/AAAAAAAAAcU/SDb4XESE89w/s1600-h/facebook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 165px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SfH2epf-v-I/AAAAAAAAAcU/SDb4XESE89w/s320/facebook.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328310840552505314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-Taggare tutto e tutti,anche rispolverando foto preistoriche, fare tutti i test possibili e immaginabili, calcolare il mio bioritmo ogni giorno, insomma...la faccialibromania ha contagiato anche me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SfH0R4z3-9I/AAAAAAAAAcM/COjeA4SKEPI/s1600-h/poker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SfH0R4z3-9I/AAAAAAAAAcM/COjeA4SKEPI/s320/poker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328308422300924882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-Vincere e sperperare continuamente soldi (virtuali) con questo bellissimo gioco di poker...ma soprattutto:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SfHzrqRIxAI/AAAAAAAAAcE/wj6ThmJxMqM/s1600-h/overview-gallery4-20081014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 171px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SfHzrqRIxAI/AAAAAAAAAcE/wj6ThmJxMqM/s320/overview-gallery4-20081014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328307765562098690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-Scoprire le funzionalità del mio nuovo macbook!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Volevo solo farvi sapere che sono viva, nonostante la mia vita sociale sia così compromessa :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A presto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/805903650516724189-6213209453523857673?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/6213209453523857673/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=6213209453523857673&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/6213209453523857673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/6213209453523857673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2009/04/rieccomi.html' title='Rieccomi'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SfHytymPXnI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Gq-h-VuHYtk/s72-c/3314_1145937773834_1389214440_376584_739060_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-6247295663919719377</id><published>2009-02-09T18:17:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T18:50:09.381+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Una domanda di troppo che ci si pone una sera...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://digilander.libero.it/stronati.andrea/immagini/Orologio%20-%20tempo%20Behind/il-tempo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 249px;" src="http://digilander.libero.it/stronati.andrea/immagini/Orologio%20-%20tempo%20Behind/il-tempo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Ecco, ora la molla è carica, non deve far altro che scaricarsi da sola.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;[...]Si da una spintarella perchè prenda il via, basta un niente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Uno sguardo di un secondo su una ragazza che passa e alza le braccia per la strada...un desiderio di onore un bel giorno, al risveglio, come di qualche cosa da mangiare...una domanda di troppo che ci si pone una sera...E' tutto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Dopo non c'è altro se non lasciar fare. Si è tranquilli. La cosa gira da sola. La morte, il tradimento, la disperazione sono là, vicinissimi, e gli scoppi, e le tempeste, e i silenzi...Tutti i silenzi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Questo lo diceva Sofocle migliaia di anni fa...ma quanto sono attuali le frasi che i grandi del passato ci hanno regalato?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/805903650516724189-6247295663919719377?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/6247295663919719377/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=6247295663919719377&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/6247295663919719377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/6247295663919719377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2009/02/una-domanda-di-troppo-che-ci-si-pone.html' title='Una domanda di troppo che ci si pone una sera...'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-1573470037215580835</id><published>2008-12-28T12:32:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T13:06:49.412+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultimo post del 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://digilander.libero.it/blackthink/ragnatela.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 177px;" src="http://digilander.libero.it/blackthink/ragnatela.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Per scrivere questo post ho dovuto lottare con la polvere e le ragnatele che avevano ormai invaso il blog, ma vi giuro che tra i miei buoni propositi del 2009 c'è quello di non trascurarlo più e soprattutto di dare una rinnovata alla grafica. In realtà, oltre al fatto che gli ultimi due mesi del 2008 sono stati a dir poco pesanti, ha influito il fatto che i miei due computer si siano coalizzati e hanno deciso di ribellarsi a me rompendosi entrambi nello stesso periodo; per cui adesso ho un computer fisso in attesa di formattazione che si accende solo quando dice lui e dopo 2 minuti da schermata blu e si suicida...e il portatile che cammina a manovella e per aprire una pagina ci sta circa un minuto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;La buona notizia è che per Natale mi hanno regalato il macbook! In realtà devo ancora comprarlo...ma vi assicuro che è la prima cosa che farò a gennaio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Beh...dopo questo breve aggiornamento vi saluto augurandovi tanti auguri di buon anno, ci sentiamo a gennaio, e nel frattempo se qualcuno avesse suggerimenti su come passare il capodanno li accetto volentieri, visto che ancora non ho deciso cosa fare...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Un bacione!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/805903650516724189-1573470037215580835?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/1573470037215580835/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=1573470037215580835&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/1573470037215580835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/1573470037215580835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2008/12/per-scrivere-questo-post-ho-dovuto.html' title='Ultimo post del 2008'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-5240207416827688649</id><published>2008-11-20T17:34:00.013+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T18:37:44.358+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Un po' di colore...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;In un periodo pieno di subbugli e manifestazioni varie...&lt;br /&gt;ecco qualcosa che vale veramente la pena di vedere,&lt;br /&gt;non per niente è l'unica manifestazione a cui ho partecipato ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SSWVUtMqrKI/AAAAAAAAAU4/X_G8O5PuiKI/s1600-h/img021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 357px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SSWVUtMqrKI/AAAAAAAAAU4/X_G8O5PuiKI/s400/img021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270783121869679778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SSWawmaZN8I/AAAAAAAAAVo/oKmEzTu3VY4/s1600-h/20+nov+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 513px; height: 392px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SSWawmaZN8I/AAAAAAAAAVo/oKmEzTu3VY4/s400/20+nov+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270789098642683842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SSWXVwKOwsI/AAAAAAAAAVY/8Tkh_MLBRVo/s1600-h/DSC02459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SSWXVwKOwsI/AAAAAAAAAVY/8Tkh_MLBRVo/s400/DSC02459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270785338867892930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SSWdrW6D3mI/AAAAAAAAAV4/SxF84r8VCH4/s1600-h/20+nov+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 489px; height: 367px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SSWdrW6D3mI/AAAAAAAAAV4/SxF84r8VCH4/s400/20+nov+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270792307116072546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;         ...E come potete notare dal naso rosso che spunta a destra...                 &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;la bambina che è in me adesso è pienamente soddisfatta!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SSWbzydMEQI/AAAAAAAAAVw/R3s1QjH1i1Y/s1600-h/DSC02491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 332px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SSWbzydMEQI/AAAAAAAAAVw/R3s1QjH1i1Y/s400/DSC02491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270790252926865666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/805903650516724189-5240207416827688649?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/5240207416827688649/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=5240207416827688649&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/5240207416827688649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/5240207416827688649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2008/11/un-po-di-colore.html' title='Un po&apos; di colore...'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SSWVUtMqrKI/AAAAAAAAAU4/X_G8O5PuiKI/s72-c/img021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-980878245343177937</id><published>2008-11-04T17:25:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T17:27:58.869+01:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Periodo un po' così&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SRB3mfLlQoI/AAAAAAAAAUw/KYpgqYi0MYs/s1600-h/gi%C3%B9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SRB3mfLlQoI/AAAAAAAAAUw/KYpgqYi0MYs/s400/gi%C3%B9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264839467484922498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Passo e chiudo.&lt;br /&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/805903650516724189-980878245343177937?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/980878245343177937/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=980878245343177937&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/980878245343177937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/980878245343177937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SRB3mfLlQoI/AAAAAAAAAUw/KYpgqYi0MYs/s72-c/gi%C3%B9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-4893976563274987094</id><published>2008-10-28T14:34:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T14:39:26.240+01:00</updated><title type='text'>La quarta i...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NR_Uz4o8Bmg&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NR_Uz4o8Bmg&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitica!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/805903650516724189-4893976563274987094?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/4893976563274987094/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=4893976563274987094&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/4893976563274987094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/4893976563274987094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2008/10/la-quarta-i.html' title='La quarta i...'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-1809045276416570058</id><published>2008-10-13T21:21:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T21:46:11.453+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ma vaff...!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://stickandballguy.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/06/simpsons-the-doh-4900579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 158px; height: 197px;" src="http://stickandballguy.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/06/simpsons-the-doh-4900579.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Interrompo il mio silenzio stampa di questi ultimi giorni (dovuto alla totale assenza di novità) per annunciarvi ufficialmente che la demenza senile ha cominciato a impossessarsi della mia giovane vita...&lt;br /&gt;Ieri sera a una festa ho fatto sì che i miei bellissimi occhiali da vista Vogue venissero gettati nella spazzatura insieme a quintali di cibo...purtroppo me ne sono accorta troppo tardi e adesso saranno già seppelliti in una qualche discarica soli e abbandonati da tutti...si accettano insulti di tutti i tipi!&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/805903650516724189-1809045276416570058?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/1809045276416570058/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=1809045276416570058&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/1809045276416570058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/1809045276416570058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2008/10/ma-vaff.html' title='Ma vaff...!!!!'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-8783677300326933808</id><published>2008-09-23T17:33:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T17:47:46.559+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Due navi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.locr.com/photos/000/68/a7/68a72668d28a2fd7c36b8601596b5bdf_M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.locr.com/photos/000/68/a7/68a72668d28a2fd7c36b8601596b5bdf_M.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...Io quello che veniva dai corsari e invece tu da posti un po' più rari, è stato questo che ci ha unito noi non eravamo uguali... ma come cambi rotta se ti trovi solo in mezzo al mare e aspetti che si gonfino le vele &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e tu più avanti che gettavi l'ancora e che mi aspettavi &lt;/span&gt;e noi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...Due navi da sempre vicine che lentamente arriveranno sempre più lontane, due frasi divine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/805903650516724189-8783677300326933808?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/8783677300326933808/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=8783677300326933808&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/8783677300326933808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/8783677300326933808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2008/09/due-navi.html' title='Due navi'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-5193001339914796504</id><published>2008-09-22T15:35:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:06:47.896+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Veloce riepilogo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;La settimana scorsa è successo che:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ho passato l'esame di cui avevo parlato...ed è pure andato benone;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Il fatto di aver passato l'esame mi ha ridato un po' di fiducia e di voglia di studiare che avevo perso in questi mesi in cui l'università l'avevo "leggermente" messa da parte;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;L'autunno ha cominciato a dare segni di vita, in questo momento sta addirittura piovendo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ho iniziato le prove di un nuovo spettacolo, l'uomo la bestia e la virtù di Pirandello;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ho saputo che dal 1 ottobre inizierò il servizio civile (il tempo libero comincia ad esaurirsi sempre di più);&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ho iniziato a lavorare su una testata un po' più decente per il blog;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ho visto un film bellissimo, "Tutta la vita davanti" che mi ha illuminata sul futuro che aspetta noi giovani futuri  laureati, che non è dei migliori direi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ho riperso la voglia di studiare;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ho avuto ed ho ancora un gran bisogno di cambiamento...e questa è la cosa che pesa di più...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Risultato: Forma fisica=6,30; Umore=5;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SNelOc7Pb8I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/nCuU4kB0DM8/s1600-h/punto_interrogativo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SNelOc7Pb8I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/nCuU4kB0DM8/s400/punto_interrogativo.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248845558425022402" 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/805903650516724189-5193001339914796504?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/5193001339914796504/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=5193001339914796504&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/5193001339914796504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/5193001339914796504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2008/09/veloce-riepilogo.html' title='Veloce riepilogo'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SNelOc7Pb8I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/nCuU4kB0DM8/s72-c/punto_interrogativo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-2308100149609227245</id><published>2008-09-14T12:58:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T17:27:18.785+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The mission is possible?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img2.libreriauniversitaria.it/BIT/522/9788815105226g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 303px;" src="http://img2.libreriauniversitaria.it/BIT/522/9788815105226g.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tralasciando il fatto che già il titolo fa venire la tristezza...considerando che oltre questo c'è da studiarne un altro e che sono ancora a metà del primo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;L'esame è tra 5 giorni...ce la posso fare...CE LA DEVO FARE, se non voglio rischiare di invecchiare io prima di laurearmi!&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/805903650516724189-2308100149609227245?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/2308100149609227245/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=2308100149609227245&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/2308100149609227245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/2308100149609227245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2008/09/mission-is-possible.html' title='The mission is possible?'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-6611183662329652858</id><published>2008-09-09T00:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T00:46:44.126+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Little Actress</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Questa è la prova che a esser petulante ho iniziato sin da piccola...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SMWqQYcuh_I/AAAAAAAAAT4/G-y26QSy6h4/s1600-h/09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SMWqQYcuh_I/AAAAAAAAAT4/G-y26QSy6h4/s400/09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243784539560380402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/805903650516724189-6611183662329652858?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/6611183662329652858/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=6611183662329652858&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/6611183662329652858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/6611183662329652858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2008/09/baby-little-actress.html' title='Baby Little Actress'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SMWqQYcuh_I/AAAAAAAAAT4/G-y26QSy6h4/s72-c/09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-32256234381042156</id><published>2008-09-01T13:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T13:01:53.697+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pubblicità Progresso</title><content type='html'>:):):):):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Iuj9xuKBXTQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Iuj9xuKBXTQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/805903650516724189-32256234381042156?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/32256234381042156/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=32256234381042156&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/32256234381042156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/32256234381042156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2008/09/pubblicit-progresso.html' title='Pubblicità Progresso'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-7639307426130122056</id><published>2008-08-22T14:22:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T15:10:41.817+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Invidie e deliri</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;Avete presente il "posto più sperduto che ho a disposizione" di un paio di post fa? Beh...improvvisamente non è più così isolato e sperduto. Qualche giorno fa si è popolato di camion e camper di una produzione televisiva; stanno girando nientepopòdimenochè una fiction diretta da Ricky Tognazzi e Simona Izzo.&lt;br /&gt;Inutile dire che la curiosità si è impadronita di me, il mondo del cinema è troppo affascinante e ogni volta che passò lì davanti schiatto d'invidia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;Quando poi ho scoperto che tra gli attori c'è anche Francesco Venditti meglio conosciuto come "colui che fece la scena dell'amaca" (vedi video in basso)...ho cominciato a sognare lui, sudato, assetato e stanco, che suona al mio cancello chiedendo un bicchiere d'acqua; cosa che sarebbe stata sicuramente più interessante di studiare Alfieri e Foscolo...ma visto che a detta di quest'ultimo tutto è un'illusione... ho ancora due settimane di tempo per continuare a illudermi e a fantasticare su situazioni impossibili tipo l'attrice protagonista che cade rovinosamente da uno scoglio e che dev'essere sostituita d'urgenza (e da chi se non da quella bella e giovane ragazza della villetta di fronte?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;OK OK OK....E' agosto, fa caldo e pur di non studiare continuerei a scrivere idiozie per tutto il giorno. PASSO E CHIUDO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;PS. Francesco vieni a salvarmi dal mio delirio! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dmi0Lorcu3M&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dmi0Lorcu3M&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/805903650516724189-7639307426130122056?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/7639307426130122056/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=7639307426130122056&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/7639307426130122056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/7639307426130122056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2008/08/invidie-e-deliri.html' title='Invidie e deliri'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-5903380514382477288</id><published>2008-08-11T15:17:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T15:29:46.608+02:00</updated><title type='text'>L'estate se ne va...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mary979.altervista.org/_altervista_ht/estate/immagini/estate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://mary979.altervista.org/_altervista_ht/estate/immagini/estate.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Agosto sta scappando...FERMATELO!!!&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/805903650516724189-5903380514382477288?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/5903380514382477288/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=5903380514382477288&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/5903380514382477288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/5903380514382477288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2008/08/lestate-se-ne-va.html' title='L&apos;estate se ne va...'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-8434982081372443059</id><published>2008-07-17T11:25:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T11:49:23.583+02:00</updated><title type='text'>...Con la mente in paradiso...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Stufa del caldo della città...me ne vado in "ritiro spirituale" nel posto più sperduto che ho a disposizione...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SH8SteP7MLI/AAAAAAAAAS4/s4snqQwpTbY/s1600-h/FARO+ELI.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SH8SteP7MLI/AAAAAAAAAS4/s4snqQwpTbY/s320/FARO+ELI.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223914665196335282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Il pallino rosso in alto sarei io sdraiata al sole in terrazza! (Ho sognato questo momento per tutto l'inverno)... e se non siete abbastanza invidiosi così... ecco qualche foto della riserva naturale del &lt;a href="http://www.plemmirio.it/"&gt;Plemmirio&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SH8T4h-gq5I/AAAAAAAAATA/Amw6xlituII/s1600-h/a44908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SH8T4h-gq5I/AAAAAAAAATA/Amw6xlituII/s320/a44908.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223915954687224722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SH8UFZLemjI/AAAAAAAAATI/vZFgXXHVOFw/s1600-h/450px-Faro_Capo_Murro_di_Porco.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SH8UFZLemjI/AAAAAAAAATI/vZFgXXHVOFw/s320/450px-Faro_Capo_Murro_di_Porco.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223916175663995442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SH8UNvPQAaI/AAAAAAAAATQ/swDclxyoln4/s1600-h/Tramonto.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SH8UNvPQAaI/AAAAAAAAATQ/swDclxyoln4/s320/Tramonto.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223916319024349602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Buone vacanze a tutti!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/805903650516724189-8434982081372443059?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/8434982081372443059/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=8434982081372443059&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/8434982081372443059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/8434982081372443059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2008/07/con-la-mente-in-paradiso.html' title='...Con la mente in paradiso...'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SH8SteP7MLI/AAAAAAAAAS4/s4snqQwpTbY/s72-c/FARO+ELI.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-5514312539201054397</id><published>2008-06-21T00:53:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T01:21:20.208+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Heidi e Lara SPA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Ritornando a due post fa...vi presento le vittime:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;PRIMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SFw1xn72vuI/AAAAAAAAAR4/fHZWudrPivA/s1600-h/DSC01146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 217px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SFw1xn72vuI/AAAAAAAAAR4/fHZWudrPivA/s400/DSC01146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214101595238088418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;....DOPO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SFw1VXRp0kI/AAAAAAAAARw/INXww8D6_kk/s1600-h/DSC01145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 218px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SFw1VXRp0kI/AAAAAAAAARw/INXww8D6_kk/s400/DSC01145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214101109729776194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...e le carnefici!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SFw6eyO-sXI/AAAAAAAAASI/1hOsxvJ6kyk/s1600-h/100_1841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 263px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SFw6eyO-sXI/AAAAAAAAASI/1hOsxvJ6kyk/s320/100_1841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214106769143279986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SFw5viDzu3I/AAAAAAAAASA/kX9Zn83FF4U/s1600-h/100_1841.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/805903650516724189-5514312539201054397?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/5514312539201054397/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=5514312539201054397&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/5514312539201054397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/5514312539201054397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2008/06/heidi-e-lara-spa.html' title='Heidi e Lara SPA'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SFw1xn72vuI/AAAAAAAAAR4/fHZWudrPivA/s72-c/DSC01146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-7301610836668354506</id><published>2008-06-15T23:45:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T00:32:37.329+02:00</updated><title type='text'>...E forse insieme ci riusciremo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"Io ho sempre cercato di schivare il mondo...ma c'è un momento in cui il dolore ti viene addosso...e a quello non puoi dire di no..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Queste le parole che in questo periodo rimbalzano continuamente nella mia testa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Gli eventi di questi ultimi giorni mi hanno fatto riflettere molto, per la prima volta mi sono trovata costretta ad affrontare situazioni che ho sempre cercato di evitare a causa di quella paura e quell'incapacità di reagire che mi ha sempre contraddistinta. Veder soffrire chi ami crea un senso di impotenza difficile da gestire, soprattutto per chi come me riesce a non farsi mai coinvolgere (apparentemente) più di tanto dagli eventi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Non è stato facile, era una continua lotta tra il voler essere un punto di riferimento forte, di essergli vicina...e la paura di invadere il suo spazio, di ricoprire un ruolo che forse ancora non mi compete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Tutto ciò mi ha confuso le idee e mi ha fatto nascere milioni di domande...domande che forse troveranno risposta solo nel tempo, nel lungo percorso di crescita che sto percorrendo...che stiamo percorrendo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Insieme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"...Io non so cos'è la vita, io che te la dovrei insegnare, ma questo viaggio lontano da te mi ha fatto capire che è ora di diventare grandi...e forse insieme ci riusciremo"&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/805903650516724189-7301610836668354506?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/7301610836668354506/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=7301610836668354506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/7301610836668354506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/7301610836668354506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2008/06/e-forse-insieme-ci-riusciremo.html' title='...E forse insieme ci riusciremo'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-2550251758461041851</id><published>2008-06-08T11:41:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T12:17:02.574+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dulcis in fundo!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bene...a conclusione di una settimana cominciata male e che fortunatamente sta per finire...dopo ingestibili ragazzini delle medie troppo occupati a guardare il cellulare piuttosto che prestare attenzione a quello che dici...dopo gente che viene a farti visita alle 8.30 del mattino nell'unico giorno che potevi sfruttare per riposarti un po'...e dopo nervosismi e litigi vari...stamattina la catastrofe si è compiuta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I cani del mio ragazzo hanno simpaticamente divorato le mie scarpe preferite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.exibart.com/arte_eventi/EdvardMunch/Images/AR_Il_Grido.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 276px;" src="http://www.exibart.com/arte_eventi/EdvardMunch/Images/AR_Il_Grido.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok.Sono animalista. Amo gli animali e li rispetto. Ma le scarpe nooooooooooooo! Certo...ormai avevano fatto il loro tempo, si stavano anche un po' rovinando...ma avevo deciso che questa sarebbe stata la loro ultima estate e poi avrei voluto per loro una fine più dignitosa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E vabbè...mandiamo giù anche questa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Unica nota positiva della settimana è che mi hanno chiamata per fare la scrutinatrice alle prossime elezioni...vorrà dire che con quello che guadagno mi comprerò 3 paia di scarpe! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Buona Domenica a tutti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/805903650516724189-2550251758461041851?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/2550251758461041851/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=2550251758461041851&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/2550251758461041851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/2550251758461041851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2008/06/dulcis-in-fundo.html' title='Dulcis in fundo!!'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-18830895614636503</id><published>2008-06-07T11:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T11:53:28.905+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Troppo stanca per reagire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SEpaYGOmmKI/AAAAAAAAARg/GEL_1YAmX1w/s1600-h/malinconia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SEpaYGOmmKI/AAAAAAAAARg/GEL_1YAmX1w/s400/malinconia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209075289042622626" 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/805903650516724189-18830895614636503?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/18830895614636503/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=18830895614636503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/18830895614636503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/18830895614636503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2008/06/troppo-stanca-per-reagire.html' title='Troppo stanca per reagire'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SEpaYGOmmKI/AAAAAAAAARg/GEL_1YAmX1w/s72-c/malinconia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-2297545179271792153</id><published>2008-05-10T10:39:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T11:36:10.661+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Panico e Magia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;"Il palcoscenico è proprio un limite estremo. Al di là c'è il pubblico- da cui ti sei staccato proprio per venire qui, di fronte a esso. Non puoi neppure indietreggiare, tornare dietro le quinte, non puoi sparire. Che cosa sono venuto a fare qui? Chi altri se non io mi ci ha spinto? [...] L'attore in preda al panico può prendersela solo con se stesso. Non ha scuse . E' lui stesso il proprio carnefice. Ha scelto lui di essere lacerato tra il desiderio di recitare e il terrore di essere visto. Perchè quel terrore mortale?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SCVpnnetRjI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Yg7-Zj-1eo8/s1600-h/x1pAdjo0uCo2H2uMwCm8wTCxADUbZzvX9zj02D78Q_qJzZ4eeb7HQcVTqaFtywPwVcy3wzB-bAA0wnpEi8NQ3SG3woJ4sRF28SiFMbuwPSf5dn4xqJzSJxlTiqjVcDFfPiTCKq5fr0O31-8xkoxI8R0duy3W_MAypeE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 198px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SCVpnnetRjI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Yg7-Zj-1eo8/s200/x1pAdjo0uCo2H2uMwCm8wTCxADUbZzvX9zj02D78Q_qJzZ4eeb7HQcVTqaFtywPwVcy3wzB-bAA0wnpEi8NQ3SG3woJ4sRF28SiFMbuwPSf5dn4xqJzSJxlTiqjVcDFfPiTCKq5fr0O31-8xkoxI8R0duy3W_MAypeE.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198677474202699314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Il fatto che mi sia capitato di leggere questi versi di Daniel Pennac proprio in questi giorni non può essere casuale... come non è casuale il fatto che io provi lo stesso terrore che racconta nel suo libro L'avventura teatrale: lo svegliarsi in piena notte o all'alba con quella "cosa" che ti stringe lo stomaco e non ti fa più dormire...domani sera andrò in scena con uno spettacolo che, lentamente e ferocemente allo stesso tempo, mi è entrato dentro, è diventato il mio unico pensiero nelle ultime settimane. Leggendo queste parole ieri sera ho avuto la sensazione che quella magia che avverrà domani sera, in uno scenario splendido come un teatro greco, sia in questo momento l'unico punto fisso nella mia vita, con la paura alla fine di tutto di chiedersi ...e ora? ora che tutto è finito...? &lt;br /&gt;Quasi a conferma delle mie sensazioni e approposito di magia... il grandissimo Daniel continua...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;"Il panico sarebbe costituito dalla loro condizione di attori, essa stessa emanazione di un universo magico che potremmo chiamare Teatralità. La natura di quel panico non dipenderebbe solo dai loro dubbi ma dal sacro terrore di ciò che avviene sulla scena, luogo magico in cui ogni sera, nel mondo intero, si celebra una strana comunione tra gli attori, gli autori, i testi, i registi, le scenografie, la luce, il suono, il silenzio, lo spazio, i costumi, gli spettatori, l'epoca, i ricordi, le culture, la città e il resto. Ogni sera è il mistero pagano dell'incarnazione recitato su tutti i palcoscenici del mondo, e ogni sera il più modesto degli attori vi recita la parte di un arcangelo Gabriele animato soltanto dalla sua fede nella teatralità."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Il più modesto degli attori...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/805903650516724189-2297545179271792153?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/2297545179271792153/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=2297545179271792153&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/2297545179271792153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/2297545179271792153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2008/05/panico-e-magia.html' title='Panico e Magia'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SCVpnnetRjI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Yg7-Zj-1eo8/s72-c/x1pAdjo0uCo2H2uMwCm8wTCxADUbZzvX9zj02D78Q_qJzZ4eeb7HQcVTqaFtywPwVcy3wzB-bAA0wnpEi8NQ3SG3woJ4sRF28SiFMbuwPSf5dn4xqJzSJxlTiqjVcDFfPiTCKq5fr0O31-8xkoxI8R0duy3W_MAypeE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-4064497187352284968</id><published>2008-05-02T16:26:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T23:54:34.804+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Profezie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"La televisione, mio caro Daniel,  è l'anticristo. Mi creda, nel giro di tre o quattro generazioni la gente non sarà più nemmeno in grado di scoreggiare da sola e l'essere umano regredirà all'età della pietra, alla barbarie medievale, a uno stadio che la lumaca aveva già superato all'epoca della pleistocene. Il mondo non verrà distrutto da una bomba atomica, come dicono i giornali, ma da una risata, da un eccesso di banalità che trasformerà  la realtà in una barzelletta di pessimo gusto."   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;=L'ombra del vento; C.R.Zafòn=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://brunotto588.blog.espresso.repubblica.it/photos/uncategorized/2007/07/30/spazzatura_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 364px; height: 199px;" src="http://brunotto588.blog.espresso.repubblica.it/photos/uncategorized/2007/07/30/spazzatura_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="114" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.songza.com/e/listen"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.songza.com/e/listen" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="zName=19%20Articolo31%20-%20%20L%27italiano%20medio&amp;amp;zId=a2r3-3wNgyYS3V7I&amp;amp;zAutostart=false&amp;amp;zType=flv" height="114" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/805903650516724189-4064497187352284968?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/4064497187352284968/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=4064497187352284968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/4064497187352284968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/4064497187352284968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2008/05/profezie.html' title='Profezie...'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-6639961370704329672</id><published>2008-04-18T11:47:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T12:24:33.048+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherry!</title><content type='html'>Qualche notte fa...ore 00.30...stato di dormiveglia, all'improvviso un vecchio "cassettino" della mia mente si è aperto...pian piano senza un motivo apparente ho cominciato a ricordare qualcosa di coloratissimo: verde, rosa, giallo...poi delle immagini, un prato... una casetta...insomma il classico mondo dei cartoni animati. Ma da dove veniva questo ricordo? Vista l'ora e lo stato di confusione dovuto al sonno ci ho messo un po' per elaborare tutto;  poi la famosa "lampadina" si è accesa e  ho ricordato tutto in un istante! Chissà come mai dopo almeno 13 anni, e nel bel mezzo di pensieri di tutt'altro tipo, mi erano tornati alla mente dei fumetti che leggevo da piccola...ed erano "nientepopòdimenochè..." i fumetti delle Cherry Merry Muffin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://myweb.tiscali.co.uk/ghostofthedoll/httpdocs/Toys/CherryMerryMuffin/Year1_Dolls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 473px; height: 287px;" src="http://myweb.tiscali.co.uk/ghostofthedoll/httpdocs/Toys/CherryMerryMuffin/Year1_Dolls.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beh...chi ricorda quelle favolose bamboline anni '80 dai capelli super cotonati, può capirmi quando dico che immediatamente, oltre al ricordo visivo...mi è tornato alla mente, (o meglio al naso)...l'inconfondibile odore che emanavano...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Risvegliarmi l'indomani con quel ricordo mi ha rallegrato la giornata...e ho subito aperto il "cimitero dell barbie", un puff di latta che adesso uso come comodino, dove le mie vecchie barbie giacciono nude e semidistrutte. Ebbene, la mia biondissima cherry merry muffin era ancora lì e soprattutto, anche se appena percettibile, sono riuscita a sentirne l'odore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ho deciso di parlarne qui perchè credo che queste piccole cose, queste sensazioni che riaffiorano dal passato con il solo scopo di alleggerirci il peso della routine, siano le uniche davvero degne di nota...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buona giornata a tutti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I_h_yddTn_8&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I_h_yddTn_8&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/805903650516724189-6639961370704329672?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/6639961370704329672/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=6639961370704329672&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/6639961370704329672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/6639961370704329672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2008/04/cherry.html' title='Cherry!'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-4766662967622920141</id><published>2008-04-15T16:22:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T17:20:50.373+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Il "Meme"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Negli ultimi giorni ho scoperto l'esistenza dei "Meme", girando per vari blog...non sono altro che quei "giochini" di vario genere in cui tu racconti un po' di fatti tuoi alla gente... considerando che ne ho trovato uno che non è troppo stupido...e considerando che non ho niente da fare... eccolo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Risponderò a delle domande con delle immagini, le immagini però dovranno essere rigorosamente le prime che trovate ricercando la parola su google immagini...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) L'eta' del tuo prossimo compleanno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fotodiario.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/madonna-21-y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 148px;" src="http://fotodiario.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/madonna-21-y.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cominciamo bene! Non capisco cosa c'entra il 21...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Un posto che vorresti visitare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.vegas-gallery.de/data/media/50/hollywood_1024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.vegas-gallery.de/data/media/50/hollywood_1024x768.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Oggetto preferito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://camomillandsongs.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/marilyn-cuscino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://camomillandsongs.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/marilyn-cuscino.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantastico!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) Posto preferito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://economiaefinanza.blogosfere.it/images/casa%20disegno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://economiaefinanza.blogosfere.it/images/casa%20disegno.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) Cibo preferito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.alexpizza.it/immagini/patatine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 148px;" src="http://www.alexpizza.it/immagini/patatine.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) Animale preferito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ata-onlus.org/immagini/mici.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 115px;" src="http://www.ata-onlus.org/immagini/mici.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) Colore preferito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nightsoul.altervista.org/_altervista_ht/templates/violet/viola-ner1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://nightsoul.altervista.org/_altervista_ht/templates/violet/viola-ner1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8) Luogo di nascita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.comprensivovergacanicattini.it/immagini/teatro%20Greco,%20Siracusa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.comprensivovergacanicattini.it/immagini/teatro%20Greco,%20Siracusa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8) Dove vivi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.boccadifuoco.it/images/Siciliacentrale.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.boccadifuoco.it/images/Siciliacentrale.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10) Nome dell'ultimo animale domestico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/2/27/Baby_ginger_monkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/2/27/Baby_ginger_monkey.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cariiiiina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11) Nickname in internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.countrypainting.it/images/Gingerina_cuoca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 84px; height: 172px;" src="http://www.countrypainting.it/images/Gingerina_cuoca.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12) Vero nome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.google.it/url?q=http://www.hollywood-celebrity-pictures.com/Celebrities/Elisabetta-Canalis/Elisabetta-Canalis-13.JPG&amp;amp;usg=AFQjCNHAI5oR6mmn2mBkjzZpajVdZ_a7Qg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 119px;" src="http://images.google.it/url?q=http://www.hollywood-celebrity-pictures.com/Celebrities/Elisabetta-Canalis/Elisabetta-Canalis-13.JPG&amp;amp;usg=AFQjCNHAI5oR6mmn2mBkjzZpajVdZ_a7Qg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... .... ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13) Nome nonna materna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kataweb.it/cinema/rendercmsfield.jsp?field_name=Image&amp;amp;id=143117"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 186px;" src="http://www.kataweb.it/cinema/rendercmsfield.jsp?field_name=Image&amp;amp;id=143117" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14) Nome nonna paterna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.levanto.com/angela/angela.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.levanto.com/angela/angela.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15) Brutta abitudine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.centoiso.com/public/img/disordine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 185px;" src="http://www.centoiso.com/public/img/disordine.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...questo è più o meno lo stato attuale della mia camera, come dopo una guerriglia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16) Vacanza preferita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.windoweb.it/guida/turismo_europa/turismo_europa_foto/cartina_spagna.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.windoweb.it/guida/turismo_europa/turismo_europa_foto/cartina_spagna.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/805903650516724189-4766662967622920141?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/4766662967622920141/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=4766662967622920141&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/4766662967622920141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/4766662967622920141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2008/04/negli-ultimi-giorni-ho-scoperto.html' title='Il &quot;Meme&quot;'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-6150433875910037683</id><published>2008-04-15T00:49:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T00:51:15.317+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Elezioni 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;NO COMMENT...L'IMMAGINE PARLA DA SE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SAPfp0OfEFI/AAAAAAAAAPo/A0YnPVR_lnY/s1600-h/cacca.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 414px; height: 261px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SAPfp0OfEFI/AAAAAAAAAPo/A0YnPVR_lnY/s320/cacca.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189237105147973714" 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/805903650516724189-6150433875910037683?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/6150433875910037683/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=6150433875910037683&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/6150433875910037683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/6150433875910037683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2008/04/elezioni-2008.html' title='Elezioni 2008'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SAPfp0OfEFI/AAAAAAAAAPo/A0YnPVR_lnY/s72-c/cacca.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-805903650516724189.post-1081241443710253739</id><published>2008-04-07T11:16:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T11:24:54.655+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pronti, Partenza,Via!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ecco il mio primo post sul mio primo blog "serio", ci ho messo una vita per partorirlo...ogni dettaglio ha richiesto giorni di riflessione...come chiamarlo? che colori usare? ecc ecc...Finalmente sono arrivata a una conclusione...che in realtà non è altro che un punto di inizio...La mia nuova avventura da blogger sta per cominciare...quindi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;...3...2...1...SI PARTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sandrodiremigio.com/download/img_web/shuttle_partenza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.sandrodiremigio.com/download/img_web/shuttle_partenza.jpg" alt="" 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/805903650516724189-1081241443710253739?l=ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/feeds/1081241443710253739/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=805903650516724189&amp;postID=1081241443710253739&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/1081241443710253739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/805903650516724189/posts/default/1081241443710253739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilricordodibellecose.blogspot.com/2008/04/pronti-partenzavia.html' title='Pronti, Partenza,Via!'/><author><name>Little Actress</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18402121515265446458</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_viPhtzjghWk/SD6PHPlr_TI/AAAAAAAAARY/kYIt7eoxKYM/S220/ariel_avatar4.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
