<?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-11931350</id><updated>2011-10-21T02:46:18.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NO SOS VOS, SOY YO</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>406</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-115128558480110158</id><published>2006-06-25T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T18:33:04.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hay blog</title><content type='html'>www.cuerpitoscrujientes.blogspot.com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-115128558480110158?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/115128558480110158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=115128558480110158' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/115128558480110158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/115128558480110158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/06/hay-blog.html' title='Hay blog'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114783237214695462</id><published>2006-05-16T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T18:30:39.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DENUNCIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/1600/5%20de%20Enero%20032.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/200/5%20de%20Enero%20032.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESTA CHICA SE HA CANSADO DE ESCRIBIR SU BLOG. &lt;br /&gt;PERO NO SABE SI ES DEFINITIVO, PORQUE NUNCA SABE NADA.&lt;br /&gt;TOMAR DETERMINACIONES NO ES SU FUERTE. &lt;br /&gt;NO SABE SI HACERSE OTRO BLOG, SI VOLVER A ESTE, &lt;br /&gt;SI HACERSE TERRORISTA O COMER COMIDA MACROBIÓTICA. &lt;br /&gt;EN FIN. EN ALGÚN MOMENTO, ELLA SABRÁ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114783237214695462?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114783237214695462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=114783237214695462' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114783237214695462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114783237214695462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/05/denuncia.html' title='DENUNCIA'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114662150131599754</id><published>2006-05-02T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T18:58:52.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cumple</title><content type='html'>mi papá termina de soplar las velitas. me acerco le doy un beso. con cara de preocupación mi hermana de dos años me mira y dice: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿te vat?.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114662150131599754?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114650793585017974</id><published>2006-05-01T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T11:25:35.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NENA</title><content type='html'>Mi hermana de dos años me da una hoja en blanco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: hateme un dibuquito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y: bueno, ¿qué dibujo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: amí con vetido lota&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y: bueno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y: listo ¿y ahora?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: una paoma latimada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y: ¿qué?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: una paoma latimada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y: ¿una paloma lastimada?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: tí, lota&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y: ¿y ahora?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: ota paoma atul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y: ¿lastimada?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: tí, Nina la cuda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y: ah, ¿eso lo dibujo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: no, eto no, ota paoma nalaca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y: ¿y ahora?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: mi novio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y: ¿a tu novio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: tí mi novio Bua Tate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y: ¿?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;voz de padre: Juan sanchez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y: ¿lo dibujo al lado tuyo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: no, en el tuelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y: no, en el suelo no, al lado tuyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N: beno pelo má tiquito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y: bueno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OJO CON ESTA NENA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114650793585017974?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114650793585017974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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que ahora no importa si nunca fui alérgica. cualquiera puede pasar a ser alérgico, o padecer alergia. y las razones son infinitas. y mi cuerpo rojo. no podía ni mirar mi cuerpo cubierto de ronchas. y el suero, y la cortisona, y no huevo. y no lácteos y no pescado, y no tomate. y no importa nena si nunca te hicieron mal. y si el médico es sádico y te asusta. y vos llorás. y mirás a la manzana antes de comerla y pensás: por favor vos no manzanita. y te pica. y llorás. y la enfermedad hereditaria. o el shock anafiláctico. pero no. ese médico es un h.d.p. dijo el otro médico. y sonreís. igual no chocolate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114600664471398546?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114600664471398546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>ALERGIA</title><content type='html'>que frutillas, pero no comí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que pescado, pero no comí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que chocolate, pero no comí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que aspirinas, pero no tomé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que medicación, pero no tomé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;podía ser cualquier cosa. me llama mi mamá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m: ya sé que es, es el tofu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y: pero no lo comí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m: ¿no lo comiste?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y: lo compré el domingo pero todavía no lo comí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m: entonces el tofu no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y: y no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salvo que el tofu tenga poderes y transmita alergia solo por mirarlo dentro del envanse, no, el tofu no. y es la única certeza.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114600595497332565?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' 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type='html'>los vi justo en ese momento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de decidir si boca o mejilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mejilla   desilución&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hablamos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿sí? ¿hablamos? retruca ella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sí hablamos reafirma el pero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya estaba en la esquina.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114530506052654639?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114530506052654639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=114530506052654639' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114530506052654639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114530506052654639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/04/chau.html' title='Chau'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114504755127405822</id><published>2006-04-14T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T13:45:51.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>55</title><content type='html'>subí  miré me senté ahí&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;al lado de la chica hermosa&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;el cielo demasiado gris&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;mi ánimo chorreba&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;lo sentí lo predige:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;necesito belleza.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114504755127405822?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114504755127405822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=114504755127405822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114504755127405822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114504755127405822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/04/55.html' title='55'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114504631756655499</id><published>2006-04-14T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T15:39:47.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oveja y canguro</title><content type='html'>me fui, no veo obras de teatro con ovejas, ni con ovejas ni con ningún otro animalito que no esté de acuerdo. seré tarada, pero no lo soporto. me fui, caminé un poco y pensé que lo mejor sería intentar comprar el regalo de cumpleaños para mi hermano, sí eso, menos cosas para hacer el jueves y estando tan cerca del shopping del abasto. hasta ahí llevé mi cuerpo preocupado por la oveja. bastante gente, a pesar de la hora, las nueve de la noche, mucho joven con anteojos grandes ¿qué pasa?, el festival de cine, cierto. estudiantes de cine y extranjeros por todas partes. mi preocupación ya era otra: un buzo tipo canguro liso, azul, negro, verde puede ser rojo, liso. mi hermano fue sencillo pero el mundo no lo es. nada. ningún buzo. los buzos están en vias de extinción. negocio deportivo: carísimo. bajo de piso, negocio de esos que venden pantalones de tiro bajo para skaters, entro: hola busco un buzo tipo canguro para hombre la chica me hace un gesto para que la siga, la sigo y prosigo: negro, azul, verde puede ser rojo, liso, se detiene, se da vuelta, ¿liso?, sí liso digo, ay liso, muy dificil que consigas. novedad. salgo del shopping pensando en los skaters, ¿por qué no usarán buzos lisos?. los odio por eso. pienso en la oveja. camino. la veo parada ahí esperando a alguien, la novia de R. yo estaba tan enamorada de R. ser amante no me funcionó. sufrí tanto. supongo que porque me enamoré. la novia de R. ya no me produce nada. seguí caminando, unos años atrás me hubiera quedado por ahí, o habría dado vueltas a la manzana para ver si lo esparaba a el. que locura, las cosas que uno hace pensando que corresponden. &lt;br /&gt;que dificil que me hacía las cosas. otra vez la oveja. el canguro. los skaters con sus buzos estampados. mi novio. pienso en el, pienso que tengo el novio que quiero, que estoy enamorada. que nos amamos, pienso en lo lejos que está R. por hermoso que sea. no quiero otro novio, pero sí un buzo tipo canguro negro, azul, verde también puede ser rojo, pero liso, eso sí.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114504631756655499?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114504631756655499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=114504631756655499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114504631756655499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114504631756655499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/04/oveja-y-canguro.html' title='oveja y canguro'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114504320255223445</id><published>2006-04-14T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T12:33:22.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>treinta y 6</title><content type='html'>Hola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quiero probarme esas botas en negro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿esas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sí esas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿que número?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿36 negro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;espero, baja, sube&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me da unas botas negras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me las pruebo pienso:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;son grandes las doy vuelta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37 &lt;br /&gt;digo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;son grandes son 37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sí son 37&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero yo te pedí 36&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36 te subí pero marrones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero te pedí negras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36 negras tengo abajo esperá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no hay nada más incomprensible si exasperante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que un vendedor de zapatos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114504320255223445?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114385230022362123</id><published>2006-03-31T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T16:45:00.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alemán 2</title><content type='html'>yo: ¿y?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n: es rico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo: muy rico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n: normal como los otros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo: ¿que otros? ¿los sugus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n: ¿los chiquitos de la cajita?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo: no, esos son los confites sugus, yo digo los cuadrados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n: yo decía en general, es un caramelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definitivamente hay personas que no saben apreciar las oportunidades que les da la vida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114385230022362123?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114385230022362123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=114385230022362123' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114385230022362123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114385230022362123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/03/alemn-2.html' title='Alemán 2'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114385204532375319</id><published>2006-03-31T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T16:40:45.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alemán 1</title><content type='html'>n: ¿qué es eso?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo: ¿qué?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n: eso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo: ¿qué?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n: eso alargadito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo: ¿esto?&lt;br /&gt;´&lt;br /&gt;n: sí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo: ¿no sabés qué es?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo: un palito de la selva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n: ¿?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo: un caramelo, tomá por favor comelo ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listo, la buena acción del día&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114385204532375319?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114385204532375319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=114385204532375319' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114385204532375319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114385204532375319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/03/alemn-1.html' title='Alemán 1'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114377890615120543</id><published>2006-03-30T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T20:21:46.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Papá</title><content type='html'>Fede: hoy es 29 ¿no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo: no, hoy es 30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fede: no, hoy es 29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo: no, hoy es 30, mañana es 31 es el cumpleaños de mi papá y no tengo ninguna duda sobre eso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entonces Fede escribió 30 en el papel mientras yo me sentía buena hija.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114377890615120543?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114377890615120543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=114377890615120543' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114377890615120543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114377890615120543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/03/pap.html' title='Papá'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114339571111723746</id><published>2006-03-26T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T09:55:11.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comida</title><content type='html'>ayer pensaba que era un bizcochuelo de chocolate, de esos que son ricos, pero todos se lamentan porque no tiene dulce de leche adentro, o baño de chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;ayer pensaba que me faltaba algo, que podría haber sido un gran postre. &lt;br /&gt;hoy me siento una sopita en julio. o un helado de fruta el 8 enero a las tres de la tarde.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114339571111723746?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114339571111723746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=114339571111723746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114339571111723746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114339571111723746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/03/comida.html' title='Comida'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114322215774560295</id><published>2006-03-24T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T09:42:37.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realidad</title><content type='html'>estoy tan insoportable que me cagaría a trompadas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero no, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no fui educada para eso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entonces lloro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como niña chica.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114322215774560295?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114322215774560295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=114322215774560295' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114322215774560295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114322215774560295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/03/realidad.html' title='Realidad'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114322208430354335</id><published>2006-03-24T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T09:41:24.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Opción</title><content type='html'>hoy no tengo ganas de nada. debería existir esa opción:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoy no vivo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me paso un día en la nada y vuelvo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;llena de regalos de nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;con la cara plana y los ojos quietos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me siento en la silla y bueno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hago lo de siempre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114322208430354335?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114322208430354335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=114322208430354335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114322208430354335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114322208430354335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/03/opcin.html' title='Opción'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114322189530144486</id><published>2006-03-24T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T15:40:46.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Números</title><content type='html'>desde ayer que tengo la certeza de que debo jugar a la lotería.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si me estoy volviendo idiota, osea si tengo un pasaje hacia la idiotez y no hay retorno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tirenme en un pozo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114322189530144486?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114322189530144486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=114322189530144486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114322189530144486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114322189530144486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/03/nmeros.html' title='Números'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114322172978599448</id><published>2006-03-24T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T09:44:27.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frutales</title><content type='html'>Abrí los ojos, y comí cuatro sugus con una demora de 7 segundos entre uno y  otro y lo supe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;este no va a ser un día fácil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114322172978599448?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114322172978599448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=114322172978599448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114322172978599448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114322172978599448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/03/frutales.html' title='Frutales'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114289699927967276</id><published>2006-03-20T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T15:23:19.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>De primavera</title><content type='html'>yo: el 21 de marzo es el cumple de Pau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el: el día de la primavera!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo:¡¿¿¿???!, ¿estás borracho?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el: soy alemán&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo: cierto&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114289699927967276?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114289699927967276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=114289699927967276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114289699927967276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114289699927967276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/03/de-primavera.html' title='De primavera'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114289192587472046</id><published>2006-03-20T13:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T13:58:45.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cara</title><content type='html'>una pestaña sobre la nariz&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;irrecuperable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114289192587472046?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114289192587472046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=114289192587472046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114289192587472046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114289192587472046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/03/cara_20.html' title='Cara'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114289139777399048</id><published>2006-03-20T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T15:20:39.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Natural</title><content type='html'>padre estaba en un supermercado chino con Lulú de 4 años. la china le toca un rulo a Lulú, y le dice a padre ¿natural?, sí responde el, lindo natural dice ella. al salir la niña pregunta ¿qué es natural?, padre le explica y ella exclama, que lástima yo pensaba que natural era nena en chino.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114289139777399048?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114289139777399048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=114289139777399048' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114289139777399048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114289139777399048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/03/natural.html' title='Natural'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114286649386543822</id><published>2006-03-20T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T15:41:10.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marzo</title><content type='html'>tecito con miel, miles de pañuelitos descartables, aspirinas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bienvenido Otoño!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soy verano.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114286649386543822?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114286621688306008</id><published>2006-03-20T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T06:50:17.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diferencia</title><content type='html'>no estoy sensible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114286621688306008?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114286621688306008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=114286621688306008' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114286621688306008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114286621688306008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/03/diferencia.html' title='Diferencia'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114263972213238430</id><published>2006-03-17T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T20:33:33.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cielito feo</title><content type='html'>a veces ni levantarse temprano con lluvia, ni la lluvia fría, ni las chicas lindas con capa, ni las capas lindas sin chica, ni las botas rotas por donde entra el agua, ni los pies fríos, ni el subte lleno, ni el viento derribador de paragüas, ni la lucha para que el paragüas vuelva en sí, ni la ropa mojada en el cuerpo pueden:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esta mañana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la felicidad y yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuimos una.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114263972213238430?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114263972213238430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=114263972213238430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114263972213238430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114263972213238430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/03/cielito-feo.html' title='Cielito feo'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114263917937321297</id><published>2006-03-17T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T15:46:19.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirones</title><content type='html'>a todos los colectiveros, empleados del locutorio, kiosqueros, viajantes de subte:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sí se me cae el pantalón.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114263917937321297?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114263917937321297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=114263917937321297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114263917937321297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114263917937321297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/03/mirones.html' title='Mirones'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114263898344556346</id><published>2006-03-17T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T15:43:03.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellos</title><content type='html'>desde chica cada vez que pasa cerca un judío ortodoxo lo siiiigo con la cabeeeeeza hasta que se vaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me producen hipnosis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114263898344556346?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114263898344556346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=114263898344556346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114263898344556346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114263898344556346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/03/ellos.html' title='Ellos'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114263845050168532</id><published>2006-03-17T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T15:34:10.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Efecto</title><content type='html'>subía las escaleras del subte, llovía, me cubría con un paragüas prestado, un paragüas escocés prestado, con motivo escocés. adelante mío la chica del pantalón lindo, el pantalón exacto, mi pantalón se niega a quedarse en mis caderas, que por cierto perdieron grosor, pero podría no traicionarme así. la chica del pantalón exacto, mira la lluvia y en un movimiento despliega en el aire una capa trasparente con lunares rojos.la miro hasta que se pierde mientras con una mano sostengo el paragüas y con la otra el pantalón. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chica con capa: cuando sea un poco más grande quiero ser como vos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114263845050168532?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114263845050168532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=114263845050168532' title='0 Comments'/><link 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vida, sos toda mi vida y pedía las futas como una nena chiquita: por favor señora!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;al nieto: corre. corre nieto. corre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114247103545781721?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114247103545781721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=114247103545781721' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114247103545781721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114247103545781721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/03/banana_114247103545781721.html' title='Banana'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114239072646807846</id><published>2006-03-14T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T18:57:44.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caminito</title><content type='html'>ayer todo el día golpeando mi cabeza una canción grasa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UN CAMINO ABIERTO AL AMOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni siquiera una canción una frase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a cada rato venía:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UN CAMINO ABIERTO AL AMOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que a lo largo del día fue mutando:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un albino abierto al amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un camino abierto al jamón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un marido mamerto y morrón&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no pensar no maquinar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la cabeza hace lo que puede&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;igual cabeza podrías ser más selectiva con la música funcional.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114239072646807846?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114239072646807846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=114239072646807846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114239072646807846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114239072646807846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/03/caminito.html' title='Caminito'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114238838895959168</id><published>2006-03-14T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T18:06:28.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visión</title><content type='html'>quisiera ser como ese hombre que corría hoy alrededor del parque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o mejor quisiera ser el parque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sin hombre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114238838895959168?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114238838895959168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=114238838895959168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114238838895959168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114238838895959168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/03/visin.html' title='Visión'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114238827500260382</id><published>2006-03-14T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T18:04:35.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>????</title><content type='html'>Igual yo soy más linda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿habrá algún consuelo más femenino que este?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114238827500260382?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114238827500260382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=114238827500260382' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114238827500260382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114238827500260382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_14.html' title='????'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114238817324896386</id><published>2006-03-14T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T18:02:53.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>¿?</title><content type='html'>hace un rato que miro el fotolog de una ex de mi novio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y pienso:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebeca no tenés goyete.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114238817324896386?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114238817324896386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=114238817324896386' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114238817324896386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114238817324896386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title='¿?'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114238804070257678</id><published>2006-03-14T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T18:00:40.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Si brilla mejor</title><content type='html'>un ataque peluche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;necesidad de confites sugus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biromes con brillos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;algo chino plástico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ropita con lunares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un ataque peluche furioso:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zapatos rosas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en la tele mientras le hacen una cirugía estética Lia Crucet dice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;te amo padre, te amo jesús&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sí mucho peor es un ataque místico, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y ni hablar de un ataque Crucet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114238804070257678?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114238804070257678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=114238804070257678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114238804070257678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114238804070257678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/03/si-brilla-mejor.html' title='Si brilla mejor'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114185241796385152</id><published>2006-03-08T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T13:32:57.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mochilas</title><content type='html'>mal humor. mucho escolar. mucha mochila infantil. la mía rota. mi panza hinchada. duele. ese librero. maltratador. si tus bolsos apestan. mi culpa. no es.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114185241796385152?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114185241796385152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=114185241796385152' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114185241796385152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114185241796385152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/03/mochilas.html' title='Mochilas'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114185201298943797</id><published>2006-03-08T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T13:32:08.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peluche</title><content type='html'>entré a una juguetería a comprar cosas para mis hermanas. en eso veo una vitrina llena de peluches, me acerco y me topo con un cartel: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROHIBIDO MANOSEAR LOS PELUCHES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raro, ¿tocarlos se podrá?, ¿hay gente que viene a manosear peluches?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿era necesaria la palabra manosear en una juguetería?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me fui &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;igual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ganas de manosear peluches no tenía&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por suerte.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114185201298943797?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114185201298943797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=114185201298943797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114185201298943797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114185201298943797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/03/peluche.html' title='Peluche'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-114080200871536881</id><published>2006-02-24T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T09:26:48.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Otros</title><content type='html'>Llueve &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lluvia en la cara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lluvia fría&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caminar rápido quiero pero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mis sandalias resbalan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ese hombre que mira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lo conozco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es hermano de Gabriel L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YO TE CONOZCO Daniel L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tenés un hijo Daniel L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y una mujer y yo no tengo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un hijo,  Daniel L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni una mujer, Daniel L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel L: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿por qué no sabés &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que yo no tengo un hijo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y yo por qué sé que vos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tenés un hijo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si nunca lo vi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni conozco a alguien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que lo haya visto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llueve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-114080200871536881?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/114080200871536881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=114080200871536881' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114080200871536881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/114080200871536881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/02/otros.html' title='Otros'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113977345551170902</id><published>2006-02-12T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T11:44:15.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eso</title><content type='html'>no supe que hacer con el agua que caía&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobre mi tapado y tampoco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;con mi tapado que caía cuando yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esperaba eso con desesperación eso:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lo de estar liviana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113977345551170902?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113977345551170902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113977345551170902' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113977345551170902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113977345551170902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/02/eso.html' title='Eso'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113977294317290791</id><published>2006-02-12T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T11:35:43.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pájaros</title><content type='html'>el pájaro que vuela más alto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no podría ser si&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuera pájaro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo sería aquel otro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el que ahora se ve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el que ahora no se ve&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113977294317290791?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113977294317290791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113977294317290791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113977294317290791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113977294317290791'/><link rel='alternate' 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dice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prefiero llamar, porque los mensajes de texto al final son más caros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;claro, dije, aunque no tengo ni idea, y tenés que contestar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sí, y hay malos entendidos, cuando te querés dar cuenta gastaste más.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNA PENA PERO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tanta realidad mandó el romanticismo al demonio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113953637715217240?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113953637715217240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113953637715217240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113953637715217240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113953637715217240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/02/llamadito.html' title='Llamadito'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113944689217458513</id><published>2006-02-08T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T17:01:32.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Escribir</title><content type='html'>antes de ir a trabajar me compré un cuaderno rojo de tapa dura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuve que entenderlo, hay vida después de las computadoras&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113944689217458513?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113944689217458513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113944689217458513' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113944689217458513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113944689217458513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/02/escribir.html' title='Escribir'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113944564323830699</id><published>2006-02-08T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T16:40:43.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ciruelas</title><content type='html'>le dí cambio al frutero &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sos un amor, me dijo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sí, pero no por eso señor frutero, pensé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...y eso que todavía no retomé terapia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113944564323830699?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113944564323830699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113944564323830699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113944564323830699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113944564323830699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/02/ciruelas.html' title='Ciruelas'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113936432220013641</id><published>2006-02-07T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T18:05:22.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Batida de coco</title><content type='html'>estaba por cruzar la calle,como venían muchos autos, mientras esperaba empecé a buscar las monedas para el colectivo. adelante mío había una chica de pelo corto, con un fuerte perfume a coco. veo que avanza, entonces sin mirar, cruzo, levanto la cabeza y veo que vienen 5 autos, ahí a un metro, estaba en la mitad de la calle, volví para atrás, la chica de pelo corto había corrido. todos me odiaron, pero quién podía imaginar que una chica que olía a coco podía cruzar tan horriblemente la calle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chica de pelo corto: tu perfume casi me cuesta la vida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113936432220013641?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113936432220013641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113936432220013641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113936432220013641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113936432220013641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/02/batida-de-coco.html' title='Batida de coco'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113936327443509216</id><published>2006-02-07T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T17:47:54.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TV</title><content type='html'>que alguien me explique, por favor, por qué estoy viendo como le succionan el salvavidas a pocho la pantera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gracias.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113936327443509216?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113936327443509216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113936327443509216' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113936327443509216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113936327443509216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/02/tv.html' title='TV'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113927846646872044</id><published>2006-02-06T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T18:14:26.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedido</title><content type='html'>¿de qué querés la empanada Nina?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de queto tatado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿de queso rallado?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y después que no me digan que está todo inventado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113927846646872044?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113927846646872044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113927846646872044' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113927846646872044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113927846646872044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/02/pedido.html' title='Pedido'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113900625173361742</id><published>2006-02-03T14:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T14:37:31.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pic-nic</title><content type='html'>que feo es sentirse un sachet de mayonesa después del día de la primavera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113900625173361742?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113900625173361742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113900625173361742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113900625173361742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113900625173361742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/02/pic-nic.html' title='Pic-nic'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113900580334008818</id><published>2006-02-03T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T14:30:03.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dos personas</title><content type='html'>chica cajera de la perfumería que me miraste como a un extraterrestre y no supiste que decir sólo porque te dije hola:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dejá ese trabajo lo antes posible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hombre gordo que cantabas como John lennon en la calle florida:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gracias.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113900580334008818?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113900580334008818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113900580334008818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113900580334008818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113900580334008818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/02/dos-personas.html' title='Dos personas'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113898975921770653</id><published>2006-02-03T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T10:02:39.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insegura</title><content type='html'>Chicas lindas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuera de mi país&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por un rato&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113898975921770653?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113898975921770653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113898975921770653' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113898975921770653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113898975921770653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/02/insegura.html' title='Insegura'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113833488555898222</id><published>2006-01-26T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T20:08:05.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MES DOCE</title><content type='html'>En la mitad del pensamiento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi cara así como es ahora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y todas las luces de colores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;creo que ya se acerca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;navidad pero mi cara toda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahí otra vez como una&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amenaza a todo lo otro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que no es mi cara ahí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;incluido mi cuerpo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113833488555898222?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113833488555898222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113833488555898222' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113833488555898222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113833488555898222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/01/mes-doce.html' title='MES DOCE'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113833346032727703</id><published>2006-01-26T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T19:44:20.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Veneno</title><content type='html'>N- ¿entonces qué hago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C- vas a tener que poner veneno, el que te dije que son como casitas o el de aerosol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N- así, lo vi en una publicidad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C- sí, bueno, lo conocés&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N- lo vi en una publicidad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C- sí pero ¿nunca usaste?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N- no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C- nunca viste a nadie usar veneno en aerosol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N-no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C- tu único contacto fue haber visto una propaganda?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N- sí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C- en Alemania no hay cucarachas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N- no, en alemania hace frío&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Silencio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   &lt;br /&gt;                               ¿cuántas injusticias más mundo?.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113833346032727703?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113833346032727703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113833346032727703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113833346032727703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113833346032727703'/><link rel='alternate' 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113830876946953007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113830876946953007' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113830876946953007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113830876946953007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/01/descubrimiento.html' title='Descubrimiento'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113829831352635377</id><published>2006-01-26T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T12:51:05.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Real</title><content type='html'>decía crónica: explotó el verano. detrás se veía:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el mar con la bandera de "peligroso"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;una sombrilla sacudida por el intenso viento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;media reposera con media persona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no mentían, explotó el verano, esos eran los restos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113829831352635377?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113829831352635377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113829831352635377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113829831352635377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113829831352635377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/01/real.html' title='Real'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113829349485256628</id><published>2006-01-26T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T08:48:15.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dibujada</title><content type='html'>los enrosques, las especulaciones y demás son una trampa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la cortina musical para mí bien podría ser la del correcaminos*:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si sigue con sus tontas trampas se va a matar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*con pequeñísima adaptación.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113829349485256628?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113829349485256628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113829349485256628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113829349485256628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113829349485256628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/01/dibujada.html' title='Dibujada'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113807324241937452</id><published>2006-01-23T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T19:31:51.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PIROPO</title><content type='html'>estaba en la parada del 42, un tipo se acerca me pregunta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿te puedo decir una cosa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tipo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sos hermosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y tipo se va y yo quedo ahí mirando para Rivadavia pensando que será la belleza para tipo, que lo habrá llevado a decirme eso, ¿una apuesta?, se activa mi paranoia, miro, tipo estaba solo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nota:ser más superficial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nota dos: ser más amable conmigo misma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113807324241937452?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113807324241937452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113807324241937452' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113807324241937452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113771530768057757?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113771530768057757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113771530768057757' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113771530768057757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113771530768057757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/01/esquina.html' title='Esquina'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113771483898198133</id><published>2006-01-19T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T15:53:59.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Verano</title><content type='html'>pasé por al lado de una chica, seguí caminando y sentí su mirada sobre mi espalda. me dí vuelta, tenía cara de espanto. la miré unos seguntos fijo a los ojos, intentaba decirle con la mirada: ¿nunca viste una espalda pelada?. parece que no, que salió ayer del tupper, y ya se sabe, en los tuppers no hay espaldas peladas, ni anteojos para sol, porque en los tuppers no hay sol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113771483898198133?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113771483898198133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113771483898198133' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113771483898198133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113771483898198133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/01/verano.html' title='Verano'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113768169891323812</id><published>2006-01-19T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T06:41:38.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saber</title><content type='html'>en plena madrugada le pregunté a N.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿vos pensás que puedo ser buena madre?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el contestó:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿por qué me preguntás eso ahora?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porque me conocés mucho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pienso que podés se muy, muy, muy, muy buena madre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahí sí,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me dormí.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113768169891323812?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113768169891323812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113768169891323812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113768169891323812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113768169891323812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/01/saber.html' title='Saber'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113752050612906493</id><published>2006-01-17T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T09:55:13.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temporada de verano</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/1600/5%20de%20Enero%20032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/320/5%20de%20Enero%20032.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113752050612906493?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113752050612906493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113752050612906493' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113752050612906493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113752050612906493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/01/temporada-de-verano.html' title='Temporada de verano'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113650211491911484</id><published>2006-01-05T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T15:01:54.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Género</title><content type='html'>una nenita que tendría dos años me señala desde su carrito al grito de:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papá, papá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me doy vuelta y nada, nadie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿papá?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cosas de la vida moderna, calculé.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113650211491911484?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113650211491911484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113650211491911484' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113650211491911484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113650211491911484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/01/gnero.html' title='Género'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113642612493033843</id><published>2006-01-04T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T17:55:24.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Egresados 1995</title><content type='html'>durante el último período del año vi por la calle a varios ex compañeros del secundario. me sorprendió lo deteriorados que estaban algunos. me preguntaba si yo les habré causado la misma impresión a ellos. veinte años no serán nada, pero diez vaya que lo son.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113642612493033843?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113642612493033843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113642612493033843' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113642612493033843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113642577592929806?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113642577592929806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113642577592929806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113642577592929806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113642577592929806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/01/advertencia.html' title='Advertencia'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113642562345612576</id><published>2006-01-04T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T17:47:03.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buenos días Vietnam</title><content type='html'>Hace tres días que veo al vendedor de cds en el colectivo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Música de películas. Nino bravo. Lo mejor del 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El primer día vendió 2, Nino bravo sale con fritas. El segundo día uno, lo mejor del 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy promocionó sólo "Música de películas". Nada. Antes de que se bajara alguien grita: "yo quiero uno". Me doy vuelta, el gordito adolescente, mientras su insoportable madre abría la cartera.Hacía un rato nada más habían protagonizado un escándalo de proporciones. El pibe no quizo levantarse del asiento para dejar salir al señor que viajaba al lado suyo. Era muy gordo el pibe, el tipo no pasaba. La madre le gritaba. Todos lo miraban. Cuando lo vi tan entusiasmado con la música de películas pensé: claro este pibe necesita ficción.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113642562345612576?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113642562345612576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113642562345612576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113642562345612576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113642562345612576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2006/01/buenos-das-vietnam.html' title='Buenos días Vietnam'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113573897003158678</id><published>2005-12-27T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T19:04:43.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DÍAS FELICES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/1600/DSC_0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/320/DSC_0019.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prefiero un día feliz a cien llorando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foto: Nikolaus K.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113529689758251214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113529689758251214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113529689758251214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/12/no-entendiste-que-las-luces-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113493885241201944</id><published>2005-12-18T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T08:27:55.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>como una playa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paradisíaca a veces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahora: tsunami &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o invación de aguas vivas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113493885241201944?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113493885241201944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113493885241201944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113493885241201944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113493885241201944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/12/como-una-playa-paradisaca-veces-ahora.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113493659880387779</id><published>2005-12-18T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T12:53:24.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Los niños crecen</title><content type='html'>G - mirá Lulú que lindo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L- como no va a ser lindo si estamos con la tetona!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo- que dijiste?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L- sí sos tetona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo- sí ya sé*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*me lo recuerdan los taxistas diariamente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113493659880387779?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113493659880387779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113493659880387779' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113493659880387779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113493659880387779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/12/los-nios-crecen.html' title='Los niños crecen'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113493598005275605</id><published>2005-12-18T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T11:59:40.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>necesito realismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realidad sobra.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113493598005275605?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113493598005275605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113493598005275605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113493598005275605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113493598005275605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/12/necesito-realismo.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113493585979155232</id><published>2005-12-18T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T11:57:39.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yingunbels</title><content type='html'>otraz vez mi mamá interpretó mi: "preferiría no hacer nada"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como "hagamos algo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no te olvides madre: la navidad es una trampa para ratones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y el barrigudo (así como lo vemos)es un invento de coca-cola.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113493585979155232?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113493585979155232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113493585979155232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113493585979155232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113493585979155232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/12/yingunbels.html' title='Yingunbels'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113493556729386016</id><published>2005-12-18T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T12:14:30.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz nada</title><content type='html'>a veces el mundo es como un par de zapatos que ya no quiero volver a usar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113493556729386016?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113493556729386016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113493556729386016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113493556729386016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113493556729386016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/12/feliz-nada.html' title='Feliz nada'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113390100749926937</id><published>2005-12-06T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T12:30:07.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Límite (todo tiene uno)</title><content type='html'>leo en mi lista de música: Soy Panam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿panam?, ¿bajé un tema de panam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaah, leí de nuevo: Soy Pan Soy Más*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaah, sentí mucho, pero mucho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miedo de mi misma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* hay que sacarlo todo afuera....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113390100749926937?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113390100749926937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113390100749926937' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113390100749926937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113390100749926937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/12/lmite-todo-tiene-uno_06.html' title='Límite (todo tiene uno)'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113390024642904716</id><published>2005-12-06T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T13:04:50.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sobre la chica del peinado imposible</title><content type='html'>"es increíble como se afean algunas chicas, es que así de esa manera queda la duda de si son lindas o no"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.S.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113390024642904716?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113390024642904716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113390024642904716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113390024642904716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113390024642904716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/12/sobre-la-chica-del-peinado-imposible.html' title='Sobre la chica del peinado imposible'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113390002976889314</id><published>2005-12-06T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T12:13:49.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fue mi hermana</title><content type='html'>yo- negro sabes que un vecino de N. tira cosas desde arriba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;negro- en serio, está loco?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo- es un pendejo debe tener 7 años&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;negro- ¿adónde tira?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo- las tira desde su casa caen en el patio de la vieja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;negro- que limado ¿qué tira?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo- pantuflas, ojotas, naranjas, manzanas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;negro- jua!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo- hace un mes había tirado verduras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;negro- jua!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo- N. lo vio y le dijo: ¿que estás tirando?, boludo eso no se hace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;negro- le dijo boludo, N. es un groso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo- igual le dije que no da que diga boludo, me dijo ¡puede matar a la vieja!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;negro- es cierto, de un manzanazo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo- es insoportable la vieja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;negro- no te salgas de foco Clara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo- jua, es cierto, sí no da tirar objetos condundentes, las manzanas estallan y las naranjas plop, se les sale el jugo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;negro- ajá.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113390002976889314?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113390002976889314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113390002976889314' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113390002976889314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113390002976889314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/12/fue-mi-hermana.html' title='Fue mi hermana'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113356121612503196</id><published>2005-12-02T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T14:06:56.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/1600/pelicorti%20061i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/320/pelicorti%20061i.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113356121612503196?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113356121612503196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113356121612503196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113356121612503196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113356121612503196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113356111071763781</id><published>2005-12-02T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T14:05:10.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tecnología Antex</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/1600/pelicorti%20058.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/320/pelicorti%20058.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113356111071763781?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113356111071763781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113356111071763781' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113356111071763781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113356111071763781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/12/tecnologa-antex.html' title='Tecnología Antex'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113356041561726882</id><published>2005-12-02T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T13:53:35.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O así</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/1600/pelicorti%20077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/320/pelicorti%20077.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113356041561726882?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113356041561726882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113356041561726882' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113356041561726882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113356041561726882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/12/o-as_113356041561726882.html' title='O así'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113354610629162249</id><published>2005-12-02T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T09:55:06.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Algo Así</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/1600/pelicorti%20039i.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/400/pelicorti%20039i.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113354610629162249?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113354610629162249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113354610629162249' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113354610629162249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113354610629162249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/12/algo-as_02.html' title='Algo Así'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113347646939139938</id><published>2005-12-01T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T14:34:29.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUB</title><content type='html'>una chica flaca iba en bicicleta, tenía una musculosa blanca sin hombros creo que se llama strapless, y una pollera. había sol. la cara la tenía cubierta con una remera negra, toda cubierta menos los ojos. como el subcomandante Marcos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esa chica puede ser tranquilamente Marina A, pensé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero lo más probable es que no haya sido. y que nunca sepa de que se ocultaba.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113347646939139938?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113347646939139938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113347646939139938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113347646939139938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113347646939139938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/12/sub.html' title='SUB'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113347564727068270</id><published>2005-12-01T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T14:20:47.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PELOS</title><content type='html'>Desde  que tengo esta melenita he pensando y me han dicho diversas cosas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo misma:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-es una mierda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-es fabuloso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-que cómodo no me tengo que desenredar el pelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-no quiero que nadie me vea así (con el pelo recién lavado)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-quiero que me vean todos (recién levantada)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-parezco Mafalda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tengo un casquito permanente en la cabeza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-perdí la sensualidad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tengo mucha más onda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-¡que moderna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-quiero mi pelo ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-nunca más pelo largo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-odio a todos los peluqueros sobre todo a Diego&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los otros:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-quedás mucho más fina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-que linda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-parece peluca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-parecés más chica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-quedás sofisticada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-se te notan más los labios gruesos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ahora tenés un look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-parecés un playmobil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sos más linda así&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-te queda bien eh, pero mejor te queda largo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mucho mejor corto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-te remarca la cara, tenés lindas facciones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..................IGUAL CRECE...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113347564727068270?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113347564727068270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113347564727068270' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113347564727068270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113347564727068270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/12/pelos.html' title='PELOS'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113347496670005320</id><published>2005-12-01T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T14:09:26.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lo peor</title><content type='html'>caminaba por Camargo, la empleada sale de la verdulería corriendo con unos cajones, los apoya en la vereda y vuelve a entrar al negocio. se me para el corazón, lo primero que pienso: una bomba. a los pocos segundos recapacito y me doy cuenta de que esto es practicamente imposible, entonces abandonó algún animal, pienso. ya me imaginaba un par de gatitos hermanos huérfanos, pero no, no había nada adentro. mientras el viento me despeinaba pensé lo que supongo es lo más acertado: tenía frío.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113347496670005320?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113347496670005320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113347496670005320' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113347496670005320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113347496670005320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/12/lo-peor.html' title='Lo peor'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113286550236123533</id><published>2005-11-24T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T12:51:42.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decidido</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/1600/Terraza%20061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/320/Terraza%20061.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;una parte mía&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;una gran parte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es Brasilera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113286550236123533?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113286550236123533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113286550236123533' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113286550236123533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113286550236123533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/11/decidido.html' title='Decidido'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113286520282686434</id><published>2005-11-24T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T17:49:09.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Correr como esas maratonistas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deshacerme en mil pedazos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y componerme con&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un trago de gatorade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113286520282686434?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113286520282686434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113286520282686434' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113286520282686434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113286520282686434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/11/correr-como-esas-maratonistas.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113286476337424075</id><published>2005-11-24T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T12:39:23.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pelos</title><content type='html'>estoy a punto de ir a cortarme el pelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya busqué una foto de hace dos años&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me da pena pero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;creo que&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quiero volver a ser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"esa"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113286476337424075?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113286476337424075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113286476337424075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113286476337424075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113286476337424075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/11/pelos.html' title='Pelos'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113235395666927722</id><published>2005-11-18T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T14:45:56.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Panza</title><content type='html'>y de repente me acordé de la chica que hace cinco años se acercó y me dijo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"si separás más los codos trabajan más los abdominales"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y como yo no reaccioné me separó ella los codos y se fue &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahora hago gimnasia sola en casa y separo los codos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero la verdad nunca sentí una gran cambio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perdón chica de calza gris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;igual por lo visto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nunca te olvidaré.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113235395666927722?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113235395666927722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113235395666927722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113235395666927722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113235395666927722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/11/panza.html' title='Panza'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113235361056736649</id><published>2005-11-18T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T14:41:21.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>El problema</title><content type='html'>Hay conversaciones que sin duda hubiera querido seguir escuchando:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sí pero no sé si es enamoramiento o más bien buen sexo y..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yo le dije pero vos que te crees boludo si.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"¿me vas a pagar los viáticos y la comida?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no me podés decir que no no podés..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero claro siempre existe la excepción:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"el problema con el Coco Basile es que habla mucho y hace poco"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113235361056736649?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113235361056736649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113235361056736649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113235361056736649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113235361056736649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/11/el-problema.html' title='El problema'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113225210672628743</id><published>2005-11-17T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T10:28:26.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/1600/globo9gg.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/400/globo9gg.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;las rosas tienen siete pétalos,&lt;br /&gt;las personas &lt;br /&gt;tienen más. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patricia Suarez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113225210672628743?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113225210672628743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113225210672628743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113225210672628743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113225210672628743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/11/las-rosas-tienen-siete-ptalos-las_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113224802835722038</id><published>2005-11-17T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T09:20:28.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PARA LEAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/1600/terraza%20087ch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/400/terraza%20087ch.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si el sol quiere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la belleza y yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haremos una.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C.M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113224802835722038?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113224802835722038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113224802835722038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113224802835722038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113224802835722038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/11/para-lean.html' title='PARA LEAN'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113223668662598741</id><published>2005-11-17T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T06:11:26.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saber popular</title><content type='html'>un adolescente hinchado me dice una guarangada, lo miro a los ojos con cierta indignación, menuda sorpresa, era J. el hijo del peletero. seguí caminando con la terrible certeza, puede, sí puede, un niño encantador convertirse en un ser desagradable, el paso del tiempo puede ser muy cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, ya lo había escuchado muchas veces: cuando crecen pierden la gracia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cierto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113223668662598741?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113223668662598741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113223668662598741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113223668662598741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113223668662598741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/11/saber-popular_17.html' title='Saber popular'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113219219792984013</id><published>2005-11-16T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T17:49:57.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ser y estar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/1600/terraza%20098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/320/terraza%20098.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Es difícil; demasiados problemas,&lt;br /&gt;demasiados enredos, demasiadas confusiones,&lt;br /&gt;eso hace a las personas sensibles&lt;br /&gt;pensar con frecuencia en la muerte."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patricia Suarez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113219219792984013?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113219219792984013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113219219792984013' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113219219792984013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113219219792984013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/11/ser-y-estar.html' title='Ser y estar'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113219131812746147</id><published>2005-11-16T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T17:35:18.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sensación de ser</title><content type='html'>un insecto en un zoológico.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113219131812746147?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113219131812746147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113219131812746147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113219131812746147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113219131812746147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/11/sensacin-de-ser.html' title='Sensación de ser'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113207481573515199</id><published>2005-11-15T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T09:13:35.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soñar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/1600/Fajo%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/400/Fajo%20001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿o era todo rosa?.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113207481573515199?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113207481573515199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113207481573515199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113207481573515199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113207481573515199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/11/soar.html' title='Soñar'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113201035447683289</id><published>2005-11-14T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T15:19:14.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>necesito</title><content type='html'>soñar todo rojo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113201035447683289?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113201035447683289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113201035447683289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113201035447683289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113201035447683289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/11/necesito.html' title='necesito'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113201033087549154</id><published>2005-11-14T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T15:18:50.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DESEO</title><content type='html'>que todas las personas, que todos los peces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me digan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que creen en mí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dejar de ser cursi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113201033087549154?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113201033087549154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113201033087549154' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113201033087549154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113201033087549154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/11/deseo.html' title='DESEO'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113200975012913034</id><published>2005-11-14T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T15:09:10.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BATATA MACABRA</title><content type='html'>"hasta la sábana más fracasada zafa para la cama".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113200975012913034?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113200975012913034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113200975012913034' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113200975012913034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113200975012913034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/11/batata-macabra.html' title='BATATA MACABRA'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113200954734620740</id><published>2005-11-14T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T15:05:47.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No se puede vivir del amor</title><content type='html'>recordarlo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113200954734620740?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113200954734620740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113200954734620740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113200954734620740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113200954734620740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/11/no-se-puede-vivir-del-amor.html' title='No se puede vivir del amor'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113200942260769498</id><published>2005-11-14T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T15:03:42.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MISS NADA</title><content type='html'>en estos días estoy preocupada por la apariencia. no se si será que se avecina el verano, la presión a la que estamos sometidos o que ya no tengo 20, ni 21, ni 22 y asì hasta 27, 27 sí, 27 tengo. por eso no podía dejar de mirarla. el cuerpo exacto, la cara fresca. la miraba sin disimulo. la miraba buscando una explicaciòn para tanta injusticia. la miraba y me sentía un insecto. ella tenìa una botella de Coca en la mano, la abre y buena parte del líquido negro fue a parar a su musculosa blanca. cerré los ojos y pensé en cualquier otra cosa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113200942260769498?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113200942260769498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113200942260769498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113200942260769498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113200942260769498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/11/miss-nada.html' title='MISS NADA'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113148201788287876</id><published>2005-11-08T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T12:59:27.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feria de intercambio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/1600/chaqueta%20y%20anteojos%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/320/chaqueta%20y%20anteojos%20009.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;llevé la ropa que no usaba, la que nunca usé porque no me terminaba de convencer. la que usé y ya no me queda. y allí estaban ellas, cada una con su bolso. desplegamos. tres horas. volví a mi casa con una monísima chaqueta de cuero de V. y unos anteojos de L., justo como los que quería. una preciosa remera roja y blanca que le cambié a P. ya no están en el placard: esas guillerminas lindas pero algo aniñadas que me hacían sentir Cris Morena, el pantalón negro muy churro pero enorme para mí, las remeras blancas y negras , la pollera larga roja, hubo un verano en el que intenté bailar flamenco para olvidar a un amor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113148201788287876?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113148201788287876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113148201788287876' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113148201788287876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113148201788287876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/11/feria-de-intercambio.html' title='Feria de intercambio'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113148053632725726</id><published>2005-11-08T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T12:08:56.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FORMAS DE ABRIGO</title><content type='html'>salimos a la noche. yo tenía puesto mi vestidito veraniego y sansalias. &lt;br /&gt;subimos a un taxi. me iba a cambiar a mi casa. había refrescado mucho. miro alrededor y comento: están todos abrigos menos yo. sí, pero vos sos linda, dijo él.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113148053632725726?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113148053632725726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113148053632725726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113148053632725726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113148053632725726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/11/formas-de-abrigo.html' title='FORMAS DE ABRIGO'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113088542431928253</id><published>2005-11-01T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T14:50:24.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VIEL TEMPERLEY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/1600/vieltemperley.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/320/vieltemperley.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...el sol como una zona que me había olvidado.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113088542431928253?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113088542431928253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113088542431928253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113088542431928253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113088542431928253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/11/viel-temperley_01.html' title='VIEL TEMPERLEY'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113088387573864327</id><published>2005-11-01T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T14:24:35.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SU PEDIDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/1600/terraza%20008.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7304/987/400/terraza%20008.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hola, sí acá está bien, gracias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay cosas que no demandan ni la más mínima &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;concentración.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113088387573864327?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113088387573864327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113088387573864327' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113088387573864327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113088387573864327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/11/su-pedido_01.html' title='SU PEDIDO'/><author><name>Rebeca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07090903252272894828</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11931350.post-113088303139643696</id><published>2005-11-01T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T14:10:31.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misterio</title><content type='html'>ultimamente soy más boba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que cualquier otra cosa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y eso que dicen que&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soy una chica inteligente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;con talentos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a veces linda,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eso lo digo yo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11931350-113088303139643696?l=vinorebeca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/feeds/113088303139643696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11931350&amp;postID=113088303139643696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113088303139643696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11931350/posts/default/113088303139643696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinorebeca.blogspot.com/2005/11/misterio.html' 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