<?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-6176961492279922569</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:16:45.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Em! spot</title><subtitle type='html'>[yo][aquel][ese]...Simplemente lo que es.. y porque no, lo que no es tambien

¿Como le vas a poner?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-4876414208652265537</id><published>2010-12-11T00:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T00:31:39.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marjorie!</title><content type='html'>Unas fotos de el arcoiris de mi vida, mi sobrina Marjorie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TQM2q76ZvZI/AAAAAAAAAU8/CM8LGVd45rY/s1600/DSC01759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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(Vaya lo q hacen las cirugias hoy en dia)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-8399985633421958241?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/8399985633421958241/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2010/12/se-acaba-el-ano.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/8399985633421958241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/8399985633421958241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2010/12/se-acaba-el-ano.html' title='Se acaba el año'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-6386219937575856475</id><published>2010-11-19T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T01:55:44.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1:39 AM</title><content type='html'>Viernes oficialmente, y aun con planes de ir a trabar dentro de unas horas, lo raro es q el sueño esta ahi pero a la vez no tan profundo como de costumbre, puede q sean las ideas q rondan esta hora y la un y mil cosas q siempre se me cruzan por la cabeza, puede ser, nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creo q me acostare escuchando esta cancion para relajarme y levantarme a las 7 am para otro dia mas de trabajo, por suerte es Viernes y la otra semana hay Vacaciones...es lo bueno al menos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gdmxuSq9oaw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gdmxuSq9oaw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buenas Noches!...dias casi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-6386219937575856475?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-5606100166597272887</id><published>2010-11-04T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T00:26:20.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Descansa en paz Lulu..!</title><content type='html'>Hace unos dias mi perrita tuve un accidente q si bien, por descuido de nosotros en mi casa paso, igual el conductor tuvo un tanto de responsabilidad en no fijarse por donde va.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se q no es excusa, pero bueno, no estoy aqui para hablar de la precaucion q cada quien debe y no debe de tener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo vengo a hacerle un pequeño espacio a mi perrita Lulu, q a las 8 con uns cuantos minutos de la noche este Miercoles 2 de Nov paso a mejor vida, digo mejor porq estuvo sufriendo demasiado, el accidente fue hace unos dias y 4 cirugias fueron hechas el Sabado, apesar de el golpe sufrido Lulu fue valiente y fuerte hasta el final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aun recuerdo q el ultimo dia q estuvo normal aun se subio a mi carro para dar una vuelta, tipica en ella q se ponia en mis piernas para ir mas comoda, las veces q se quedo dormida en mi cama mientras yo jugaba, las veces q fue mi compañera de peliculas y series en la TV, mi compañera de desayunos y cenas cuando era o muy temprano o demasiado tarde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realmente Lulu te convertistes en parte de la familia, parte de el corazon de cada uno de los q vivimos en casa, admito decir q cuando llegastes a casa la primer cosa q se me vino a la mente fue "¿Y esta ratilla?" mirandote quizas no de menos pero diferente quizas porq no se, jamas pense q con tan poca estatura y sencillez me hibas a dar un cariño bien grande, me duele q te vayas pero a la misma vez me siento feliz el saber q ya no estas sufriendo, q el dolor fisico q sentis se te quito ya despues de 4 si no es q mas dias de dolor por los golpes internos y externos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admire mucho de vos q luchastes hasta el final, q nos mostrabas esa carita de alegre aunq estuvieras sufriendo, me vas a hacer falta pero se q siempre vas a estar en mi pensamiento y estar satisfecho q gracias a vos aprendi a querer bastante si no es q demasiado a un animal a tal punto de velar como si fuera una misma persona, como un gran ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te quiero Lulu, mi familia y yo siempre te extrañaremos y te llevaremos en nuestro corazon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNJfH4O7WmI/AAAAAAAAATQ/gkhACg99oH8/s1600/LittleLulu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNJfH4O7WmI/AAAAAAAAATQ/gkhACg99oH8/s400/LittleLulu.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535591480950479458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-5606100166597272887?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/5606100166597272887/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2010/11/descansa-en-paz-lulu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/5606100166597272887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/5606100166597272887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2010/11/descansa-en-paz-lulu.html' title='Descansa en paz Lulu..!'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNJfH4O7WmI/AAAAAAAAATQ/gkhACg99oH8/s72-c/LittleLulu.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-9191288444105241688</id><published>2010-11-03T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T18:54:29.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maquineando.com Trollfest de Halloween</title><content type='html'>El 31 de Octubre popularmente conocido en nuestra cultura hoy en dia "Halloween" o "Dia de las brujas" en español (quisiera poder ocupar las tildes con este teclado de US lol) se llevo a cabo la reunion de la mara de Maquineando.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiesta q hubo desde un Cybercafe improvisado, bolos, cantantes y todo lo demas, pero como siempre un momento bien excelente, lastima no pude ir por ser extranjero, pero aun logre jugar con algunos online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui les dejo unas cuantas fotos q me pasaron y que logicamente las postearon en el foro tambien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una gran comunidad, se le da credito especial a Hiro por subir las fotos en el foro primeramente y un saludos a todos los compañeros de el foro, se ve q estuvo de lo mejor la Trollfest (Reunion).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;La bandera oficial de el Cybercafe q se armaron los PC Gamers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNIQiL8htQI/AAAAAAAAATA/G7hDAI3pai0/s1600/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNIQiL8htQI/AAAAAAAAATA/G7hDAI3pai0/s400/02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535505071500014850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Los q llegaron temprano jugando XBox 360&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNIQfKRXU1I/AAAAAAAAAS4/R3Edfd8qlZY/s1600/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNIQfKRXU1I/AAAAAAAAAS4/R3Edfd8qlZY/s400/01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535505019510936402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Parte de los q jugaron en PS3 tambien Rockband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNIQbjXKOKI/AAAAAAAAASw/VGe5bCoZf8k/s1600/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNIQbjXKOKI/AAAAAAAAASw/VGe5bCoZf8k/s400/03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535504957526653090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cybercafe gamer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNIQXnULUwI/AAAAAAAAASo/Yw-sxzpmZV0/s1600/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNIQXnULUwI/AAAAAAAAASo/Yw-sxzpmZV0/s400/04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535504889868407554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNIQRpb15LI/AAAAAAAAASg/Sscc2RJInL4/s1600/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNIQRpb15LI/AAAAAAAAASg/Sscc2RJInL4/s400/05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535504787358213298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNIQONHQxOI/AAAAAAAAASY/D4XksSr1yAI/s1600/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNIQONHQxOI/AAAAAAAAASY/D4XksSr1yAI/s400/06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535504728216093922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Los disfraces de los pocos q fueron pero q aun asi muy alusivos a Videogames y Halloween claro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNIQKsoZbDI/AAAAAAAAASQ/np2V1GgiFTk/s1600/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNIQKsoZbDI/AAAAAAAAASQ/np2V1GgiFTk/s400/07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535504667957095474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Un Jason Ninja? Samurai? Con un Perico con complejo de Monster? LOL...EPIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNIQH_4vxqI/AAAAAAAAASI/d7nxpiWxkkg/s1600/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNIQH_4vxqI/AAAAAAAAASI/d7nxpiWxkkg/s400/08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535504621586335394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNIP8dIljaI/AAAAAAAAAR4/lyuHHVlbVK4/s1600/09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNIP8dIljaI/AAAAAAAAAR4/lyuHHVlbVK4/s400/09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535504423278972322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas Rockband en PS3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNIP5o1tAjI/AAAAAAAAARw/gAYZlbL13No/s1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNIP5o1tAjI/AAAAAAAAARw/gAYZlbL13No/s400/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535504374881387058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNIP1HWif8I/AAAAAAAAARo/lxxZIwz2PLA/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNIP1HWif8I/AAAAAAAAARo/lxxZIwz2PLA/s400/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535504297172828098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNIPxjl5unI/AAAAAAAAARg/KsFHEpgjw3o/s1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNIPxjl5unI/AAAAAAAAARg/KsFHEpgjw3o/s400/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535504236033981042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Las firmitas de el foro...un tanto alegras por la bebidas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNIPlAXbRDI/AAAAAAAAARY/JfqAA-hh9BU/s1600/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNIPlAXbRDI/AAAAAAAAARY/JfqAA-hh9BU/s400/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535504020419593266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-9191288444105241688?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/9191288444105241688/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2010/11/maquineandocom-trollfest-de-halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/9191288444105241688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/9191288444105241688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2010/11/maquineandocom-trollfest-de-halloween.html' title='Maquineando.com Trollfest de Halloween'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TNIQiL8htQI/AAAAAAAAATA/G7hDAI3pai0/s72-c/02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-4850347577690297622</id><published>2010-10-30T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T13:32:57.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un regreso</title><content type='html'>Si q me habia perdido de mi Blog por bastante tiempo [demasiado diria yo].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una de la razones principales habian sido:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1. Trabajo&lt;br /&gt;-2. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No encuentro q mas agregar pero principalmente esa habia sido la razon, bueno como sea, estoy de regreso, escribir nada mas lo q se me venga en mente y veremos q tal nos va de nuevo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si bien me la he pasado un "poco" entretenido con videogames, tambien he podido entablar varias amistades con la misma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta web es de lo mejor o como diriamos alla LMVES, algun dia se deberia de dar una vuelta por ahi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMyApnRp58I/AAAAAAAAARA/TZeFvNHy8jc/s1600/sticker1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 159px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMyApnRp58I/AAAAAAAAARA/TZeFvNHy8jc/s400/sticker1a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533939494537521090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-4850347577690297622?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/4850347577690297622/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2010/10/un-regreso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/4850347577690297622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/4850347577690297622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2010/10/un-regreso.html' title='Un regreso'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMyApnRp58I/AAAAAAAAARA/TZeFvNHy8jc/s72-c/sticker1a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-342423544983498035</id><published>2009-07-13T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T14:37:25.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Que Sueño...</title><content type='html'>Que sueño!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son las 2;25 PM aqui en Cali y que sueño.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayer me acoste un poco tarde, o bueno mejor dicho hoy porque ya eran casi cerca de la 1 de la madrugada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo sueño y lo peor que en el trabajo esta aburrido, si hay cosas que hacer, es solo que yo no las quiero hacer xD, me mata el aburrimiento el querer hacerlas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora que llegue me dare un ducha y me voy a acostar un ratico y asi poder dormir mas tarde bien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por el momento a seguir aguantando las 2 horas y media de trabajo que me quedan, no me quejo porque me gusta mi trabajo, aveces con una que otra desventaja o momentos de desesperacion pero gracias a Dios, estoy bien por el aqui :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chau!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-342423544983498035?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/342423544983498035/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/07/que-sueno.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/342423544983498035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/342423544983498035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/07/que-sueno.html' title='Que Sueño...'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-7903582495899101611</id><published>2009-07-12T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T08:49:13.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Together..</title><content type='html'>Tenia dias de no andar por aqui, ¿Razones? Mmm no creo que sea por estar ocupado, la verda no habia tenido aquel "tiempo" y dedicacion que tenia al principio con el Blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mis amigos, lo siento por no haber venido pero espero poder escribir mas seguido, como siempre, paso a sus blogs a leer un poco, talvez no a diario pero creanme, paso por ahi uno que otro tiempito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bueno viendo el tiempo, aqui en California ya estamos en Verano, tiempo de poder salir a la playa un fin de semana y darse un una bronceada muy rica ^^, comerse un sorbete a la orilla del mar, entrar al mar con sus rica agua salada ahhh que bien verdad? cantar canciones acusticas cuando el atardecer se acerca acompañado de una Piña Colada o una margarita de Limon ^^ jeje que bien se oye, bueno...eso me trajo esta cancion...y pues espero volver a repetir la hida al mar la otra semana, ya que mi amigos, el calor aqui esta algo fuerte!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No por algo se llama California aqui :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/V7kzpZ2sBIw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/V7kzpZ2sBIw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1:]&lt;br /&gt;There's no combination of words&lt;br /&gt;I could put on the back of a postcard,&lt;br /&gt;No song that I could sing&lt;br /&gt;But I can try for your heart,&lt;br /&gt;Our dreams, and they are made out of real things,&lt;br /&gt;Like a shoebox of photographs,&lt;br /&gt;With sepiatone loving,&lt;br /&gt;Love is the answer&lt;br /&gt;At least for most of the questions in my heart ,&lt;br /&gt;Like why are we here? And where do we go?&lt;br /&gt;And how come it's so hard?&lt;br /&gt;It's not always easy,&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes life can be deceiving,&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you one thing, its always better when we're together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;MMM, it's always better when we're together&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we'll look at the stars when we're together&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's always better when we're together&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's always better when we're together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2:]&lt;br /&gt;And all of these moments&lt;br /&gt;Just might find their way into my dreams tonight&lt;br /&gt;But I know that they'll be gone,&lt;br /&gt;When the morning light sings&lt;br /&gt;And brings new things,&lt;br /&gt;But tomorrow night you see&lt;br /&gt;That they'll be gone too,&lt;br /&gt;Too many things I have to do,&lt;br /&gt;But if all of these dreams might find their way&lt;br /&gt;Into my day to day scene&lt;br /&gt;I'll be under the impression,&lt;br /&gt;I was somewhere in-between&lt;br /&gt;With only two,&lt;br /&gt;Just me and you&lt;br /&gt;Not so many things we got to do,&lt;br /&gt;Or places we got to be&lt;br /&gt;We'll sit beneath the mango tree now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's always better when we're together&lt;br /&gt;MMM, We're somewhere in-between together&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's always better when we're together&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's always better when we're together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MmMMmm MmMMm MmMMm&lt;br /&gt;I believe in memories&lt;br /&gt;They look so, so pretty when I sleep&lt;br /&gt;Hey now, and when, and when I wake up,&lt;br /&gt;You look so pretty sleeping next to me&lt;br /&gt;But there is not enough time,&lt;br /&gt;And there is no, no song I could sing&lt;br /&gt;And there is no combination of words I could say&lt;br /&gt;But I will still tell you one thing,&lt;br /&gt;We're better together&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-7903582495899101611?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/7903582495899101611/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/07/better-together.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/7903582495899101611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/7903582495899101611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/07/better-together.html' title='Better Together..'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-8552921583600296604</id><published>2009-04-28T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T10:41:11.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoy he Visto..</title><content type='html'>Hoy he visto ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que tenemos el poder de la empatía, es un don que se nos ha concedido a sentir tristeza para otros (y un ser humano a través de esta conexión) o de alegría porque alguien es feliz, estos son uno de los mayores placeres que he conocido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I saw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That we have the power of empathy is a gift we have been given to feel sadness for other (and through this a human connection) or joy because someone else is joyful are among the greatest pleasures i have known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas Gifford.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-8552921583600296604?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/8552921583600296604/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/04/hoy-he-visto.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/8552921583600296604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/8552921583600296604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/04/hoy-he-visto.html' title='Hoy he Visto..'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-2540061868309623029</id><published>2009-04-21T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T13:23:05.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Thomas Gifford - Tom!</title><content type='html'>Aveces, hay situaciones que uno no espera y cuando pasan te das cuenta, los recuerdos se te vienen a la mente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El hecho de pasar a una vida “distinta” para los que aun vivimos, la perdida de alguien a quien queremos es un tanto dolorosa y es algo que es invevitable sentir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Porque morimos? Es algo que solo Dios (o si eres de alguna otra religion, alguien del mas alla) sabe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayer en la mañana recibi una pequeña noticia, el saber que uno de mis jefes (no tan lejano) estaba un poco enfermo ¿De que? Ni me lo quisieron decir, pero me conforme con la simple respuesta de “no es nada grave”, traquilamente tome el telefono y lo llame, claro sin suerte alguna, me dije a mi mismo, mañana sera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claro, ahora 4/21 regreso en la mañana como todo un dia normal y a las pocas horas veo a mis compañeras de trabajo llorando, y sabia que algo andaba mal pero me acerque y pregunte ¿Sucede algo?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lo me que mi respuesta fue, Tom (como soliamos decirle por aprecio) acaba de fallecer, no puedo ni describir el peso que llego a mi cuerpo, la sensacion de q algo faltaba y no era para mas, si el era alguien en quien yo confiaba y apesar q era alguien muchisimo superior a mi (respecto a posicion laboral) era uno de mis mejores amigos tanto dentro como fuera del trabajo, mi mente no podia creer lo que habia escuchado, mis manos empezaron a temblar y mis ojos con empezaron a brillar como cuando el agua corre sobre un cristal, logicamente una lagrima de tristeza y a la vez de duda paso por mi temblorosa cara y consecutivamente la seque, no por verguenza si no porq dentro de mi no lo podia aun asimilar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son las 12: 55 PM, apenas son unas cuantas horas cuando Tom murio, dejando un recuerdo muy profundo de lo que es una Amistad sincera y muy laboral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recordando momentos en los que tuvimos nuestra interminables platicas, sus consejos y sus locuras, son las que todo el dia an andado dando vueltas como una mariposa en mi cabeza, recuerdo la vez q le pedi ayuda para un aumento de sueldo y sin dudarlo ni pensarlo lo hizo, me ayudo y solo diciendome “Em, I know who you are and I know what you are capable to do, I have no doubt about it (Em, se quien eres y se que de lo que eres capaz de hacer, no tengo la menor duda)” Palabras q las tengo bien presentes y muchas otras cosas que realmente me han servido para desempeñar un mejor trabajo. Con esa madurez pero a la vez con esa sencillez asi eras Tom, se que en algun lado ahorita estaras pensando aunquesea un poco en nosotros, las personas que te apreciabamos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu turno llego Tom pero descansa en paz y sientete feliz que hubimos personas las cuales te apreciamos por quien aun eres, porque para muchos de nosotros, en los cuales me incluyo yo, aun estas aqui, con tus proyectos de la China y la India, cons tus iterminables correos electronicos, con el “what’s up Em!?” que me decias dia a dia, mas que un jefe, sos un amigo muy importante para mi que llevare en mi recuerdo como alguien especial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP – Thomas Gifford (Director of Purchasing &amp;amp; General Manager Assistant)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-2540061868309623029?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/2540061868309623029/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/04/rip-thomas-gifford-tom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/2540061868309623029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/2540061868309623029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/04/rip-thomas-gifford-tom.html' title='RIP Thomas Gifford - Tom!'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-2709259980558167340</id><published>2009-04-19T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T19:37:22.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spoonman</title><content type='html'>Tengo que confesar que me a llamado demasiado la atencion la cancion y este video..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SocqZYuolv8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SocqZYuolv8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-2709259980558167340?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/2709259980558167340/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/04/spoonman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/2709259980558167340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/2709259980558167340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/04/spoonman.html' title='Spoonman'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-7997825670178066876</id><published>2009-04-17T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T13:35:18.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Que aburrido</title><content type='html'>Son las 1:31 PM en L.A. Calif.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Y que estoy haciendo? Oficialmente nada, no hay practicamente nada que hacer en la esclavizante oficina, solo esperar las 3 horas y media mas y salir para descansar (mas de lo que lo he hecho durante todo el dia??? Ironia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bueno chaou!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-7997825670178066876?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/7997825670178066876/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/04/que-aburrido.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/7997825670178066876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/7997825670178066876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/04/que-aburrido.html' title='Que aburrido'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-8898715206101238233</id><published>2009-04-05T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T13:04:53.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perdido?</title><content type='html'>Hago esta entrada...bueno mas que todo para saludar a mis amigos que como ya saben estoy algo perdido. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lo voy a negar, habian dias que miraba la compu y no me daban ganas ni de encerderla ni nada, simplemente e tenido problemas y tambien que mi sobrina pequeña estuvo en el hospital (suspiro) gracias a Dios ahora esta bien y tranquila pero ya se esta recuperando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo siento si estuve perdido pero como ya sabran, aveces la familia son prioridades, regreso eso si, a mi aigos un saludo y un grabrazo...pronto paso por sus Blogs a visitarlos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-8898715206101238233?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/8898715206101238233/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/04/perdido.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/8898715206101238233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/8898715206101238233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/04/perdido.html' title='Perdido?'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-3518688095988145912</id><published>2009-03-24T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T18:42:49.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..y al Final</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/ScmG3TmP4NI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/J37wazg5E2I/s1600-h/Y+al+final.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/ScmG3TmP4NI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/J37wazg5E2I/s400/Y+al+final.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316929119799206098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..y cuando todo pase.. ¿Que va a ser de ti?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Cuando aprenderemos a vivir sin estar en el recuerdo? ¿Porque nos caemos y levantamos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..al final nada se lleva, despues de la muerte ¿que mas te queda? ¿Recuerdos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..y al final&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Permite que te invite&lt;br /&gt;a la despedida..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No importa que no merezca mas&lt;br /&gt;tu atención.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asi se hacen las cosas en mi familia,&lt;br /&gt;asi me enseñaron a que..&lt;br /&gt;las hiciera yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Permite que te dedique la ultima linea,&lt;br /&gt;no importa que te disguste&lt;br /&gt;esta canción..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asi mi conciencia quedara mas tranquila&lt;br /&gt;asi en esta banda decimos adiós...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...y al final&lt;br /&gt;te atare con todas mis fuerzas&lt;br /&gt;mis brazos seran cuerdas&lt;br /&gt;al bailar este vals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...y al final&lt;br /&gt;quiero verte de nuevo contenta&lt;br /&gt;sigue dando vueltas&lt;br /&gt;si aguantas de pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Permite que te explique que no tengo prisa,&lt;br /&gt;no importa que tengas algo mejor que hacer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asi nos podemos pegar&lt;br /&gt;toda la vida,..&lt;br /&gt;asi si me dejas no te dejare de querer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...y al final te atare&lt;br /&gt;con todas mis fuerzas&lt;br /&gt;mis brazos seran cuerdas&lt;br /&gt;al bailar este vals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...y al final&lt;br /&gt;quiero verte de nuevo&lt;br /&gt;contenta sigue dando vueltas&lt;br /&gt;si aguantas de pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rDtPPgEVGV8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rDtPPgEVGV8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-3518688095988145912?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/3518688095988145912/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/03/y-al-final.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/3518688095988145912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/3518688095988145912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/03/y-al-final.html' title='..y al Final'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/ScmG3TmP4NI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/J37wazg5E2I/s72-c/Y+al+final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-8734908820154911941</id><published>2009-03-21T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T20:14:17.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Los viajes de Em!..</title><content type='html'>..a lo claro, obscuro y abstracto de Los Angeles California, como yo lo veo, como yo lo siento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un viaje a lo que es bello y feo a la vez, un viaje a lo que creen que es mentira pero es verdad a la vez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un viaje a Los Angeles donde aqui no importa quien seas, siemplemente sos parte aqui, pobre, rico o normal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lugar donde te puede llevar a ver tantas cosas con el solo tomar un autobus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/ScWsyO6EuPI/AAAAAAAAAQI/VEAqcgTMjeE/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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La creó Gargamel con la intención de que espiara a los Pitufos. Pero la bondadosa forma de vida de los Pitufos la transformó. Y en cuanto a una orgía de los Pitufos...es una estupidez!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Porque llevas ese estupido disfraz de conejo?&lt;br /&gt;¿Porque llevas ese estupido disfraz de humano?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/ScR9pxjcxFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oVq40w3VHMc/s1600-h/Conejo+Donnie+Darko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/ScR9pxjcxFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oVq40w3VHMc/s320/Conejo+Donnie+Darko.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315511616834159698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinegratis.net/index.php?module=player&amp;amp;id=4468&amp;amp;title=Donnie_Darko_%282001%29"&gt;Donnie Darko..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excelente filme esquizofrenico esquizofrenico..recomendado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenia dias buscandola...me parece algo unica la forma de expresion y pensamiento de parta de Donnie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-2762829445576542622?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/2762829445576542622/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/03/porque-llevas-ese-estupido-disfraz-de.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/2762829445576542622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/2762829445576542622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/03/porque-llevas-ese-estupido-disfraz-de.html' title='¿Porque llevas ese estupido disfraz de humano?'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/ScR9pxjcxFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oVq40w3VHMc/s72-c/Conejo+Donnie+Darko.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-3852890696084380883</id><published>2009-03-17T19:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T19:39:10.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Save Me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/ScBbhBORfTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/-EEDtAPp5Ic/s1600-h/Save+Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 353px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/ScBbhBORfTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/-EEDtAPp5Ic/s320/Save+Me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314348183119297842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hoy ando triste, ultimamente tuve unos problemas algo fuertes...pero como dicen, la vida no es vida si no tiene problemas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay que aprender a vivir con ellos, y a la vez no puedes vivir sin ellos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creo que una de la razones mas principales por la cual no habia venido a mi Blogsito es por lo mismo, por cosas que me han pasodo pero...solo espero que todo pase rapido y que como me han dicho "Despues de la tormenta, vendra la calma" ahora bien...todos sabemos que cada tormenta despues deja destrozos....ojala este no sea mi caso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Espero que no.. :) Sonrisa a la vida y borron a lo malo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save Me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Dark Road&lt;br /&gt;Another Cigarette&lt;br /&gt;I'm Getting Sick Of This&lt;br /&gt;The End Is Near&lt;br /&gt;I'm In The Thick Of It&lt;br /&gt;And I'll Be There Soon&lt;br /&gt;If You Can Handle It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Save Me&lt;br /&gt;From All That I Am&lt;br /&gt;You Save Me&lt;br /&gt;For The Fuck Of It&lt;br /&gt;Save Me&lt;br /&gt;Just Hold Out Your Hand&lt;br /&gt;You Save Me&lt;br /&gt;From All Of It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Try To Speak Myself&lt;br /&gt;You Can Do It Too&lt;br /&gt;I Need No One's Help&lt;br /&gt;I'm Needing Only You&lt;br /&gt;So Just Pray For Me&lt;br /&gt;And Deliver It&lt;br /&gt;You Never Take From Me&lt;br /&gt;What I'm Giving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Save Me&lt;br /&gt;From All That I Am&lt;br /&gt;You Save Me&lt;br /&gt;For The Fuck Of It&lt;br /&gt;Save Me&lt;br /&gt;Just Hold Out Your Hand&lt;br /&gt;You Save Me&lt;br /&gt;From All Of It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And All That I've Become&lt;br /&gt;Is You&lt;br /&gt;The Only Good In Me&lt;br /&gt;Is You&lt;br /&gt;And After All Of This&lt;br /&gt;The Day Will Come To Find Out&lt;br /&gt;Will You Take Me&lt;br /&gt;Or Forsake Me&lt;br /&gt;So Pray For Me&lt;br /&gt;Am I Forgiven&lt;br /&gt;For What You Take From Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Save Me&lt;br /&gt;From All That I Am&lt;br /&gt;You Save Me&lt;br /&gt;For The Fuck Of It&lt;br /&gt;Save Me&lt;br /&gt;Just Hold Out Your Hand&lt;br /&gt;You Save Me&lt;br /&gt;From All Of It&lt;br /&gt;Come Save Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray For Me&lt;br /&gt;Am I Forgiven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-3852890696084380883?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/3852890696084380883/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/03/save-me.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/3852890696084380883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/3852890696084380883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/03/save-me.html' title='Save Me..'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/ScBbhBORfTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/-EEDtAPp5Ic/s72-c/Save+Me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-555911336017145640</id><published>2009-03-05T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:52:59.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Piel..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SbCO4-7k4yI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ADZpMPqGEOM/s1600-h/Tu+piel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SbCO4-7k4yI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ADZpMPqGEOM/s320/Tu+piel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309901070286512930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haciendo cuentas de varios pasos de mi vida y de cosas que pasan en mi vida ultimamente, estuve pensando la siguiente palabra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hace unos dias estuve con alguien especial..y como son las cosas que la misma piel ayuda a que todo se vaya dando, desde besos, abrazos, caricias, tocar el cuerpo con los dedos delicadamente..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasta donde llega la sutileza de la piel de causar atraccion, deseo, placer, calma, enojo, etc etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ese dia mientra tocaba la piel, esa rica y suave piel, me pasaron muchas cosas por la mente...el ¿Porque sentir una piel suave calma los paladares del placer? HmmMmmmM lo pienso, y recuerdo esos momentos y solo me pongo a pensar que son las de pocas cosas que aun naturalez (hasta donde cabe la palabra) de el mundo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Tu que piensas, seria lo mismo tocar una piel sin suavidad? ¿No sentir nada?..la sensualidad y delicadeza que se extraen en ellas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las sensaciones que se pueden logran con un solo tocar de la punta de un dedo...esa sensacion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z4wty-KzgOw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z4wty-KzgOw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-555911336017145640?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/555911336017145640/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/03/piel.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/555911336017145640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/555911336017145640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/03/piel.html' title='Piel..'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SbCO4-7k4yI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ADZpMPqGEOM/s72-c/Tu+piel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-1730250412336068596</id><published>2009-03-01T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T10:50:45.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Staind - The Singles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://image.maniadb.com/images/album/181/181976_1_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 458px; height: 458px;" src="http://image.maniadb.com/images/album/181/181976_1_f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come Again"&lt;br /&gt;"Mudshovel"&lt;br /&gt;"Home"&lt;br /&gt;"It's Been Awhile"&lt;br /&gt;"Epiphany"&lt;br /&gt;"For You"&lt;br /&gt;"Outside" (Family Values live version)&lt;br /&gt;"So Far Away"&lt;br /&gt;"Price To Play"&lt;br /&gt;"Zoe Jane"&lt;br /&gt;"Right Here"&lt;br /&gt;"Falling"&lt;br /&gt;"Everything Changes" (live acoustic)&lt;br /&gt;"Sober" (live acoustic)&lt;br /&gt;"Nutshell" (live acoustic)&lt;br /&gt;"Comfortably Numb" (live acoustic)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Palatino Linotype;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:Black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=7ACJCW6T"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Download: Staind - The Singles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si hay algo que tengo que decir de esta banda (fuera de lo comercial) es que es muy buena y cabe dentro de mi gusto musical..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-1730250412336068596?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/1730250412336068596/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/03/staind-singles.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/1730250412336068596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/1730250412336068596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/03/staind-singles.html' title='Staind - The Singles'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-3658849132644220078</id><published>2009-02-27T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:54:15.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Signs - Señales</title><content type='html'>...Porque no es necesario decir una sola palabra para expresar algo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Te sientes identificado? Mmmm :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasa un buen dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uy0HNWto0UY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uy0HNWto0UY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay que darle Credito al que credito se merece juas! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias cometin por el vid :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-3658849132644220078?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/3658849132644220078/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/02/signs-senales.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/3658849132644220078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/3658849132644220078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/02/signs-senales.html' title='Signs - Señales'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-5410053554613664613</id><published>2009-02-22T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T10:04:50.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Una Dedicacion...</title><content type='html'>Hablando con mi ex novia, como siempre lo hacemos, siempre hemos tenido una gran amistad apesar de todo lo que hemos pasado..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No voy a mencionar su nombre por razones obvias, pero deverdad gracias =)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SaG60l27HvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/NMRjfxlljVo/s1600-h/Linger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 508px; height: 281px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SaG60l27HvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/NMRjfxlljVo/s320/Linger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305727248697597682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you, if you could return, don't let it burn, don't let it fade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure I'm not being rude, but it's just your attitude,&lt;br /&gt;It's tearing me apart, It's ruining everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swore, I swore I would be true, and honey, so did you.&lt;br /&gt;So why were you holding her hand? Is that the way we stand?&lt;br /&gt;Were you lying all the time? Was it just a game to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm in so deep. You know I'm such a fool for you.&lt;br /&gt;You got me wrapped around your finger, ah, ha, ha.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have to let it linger? Do you have to, do you have to,&lt;br /&gt;Do you have to let it linger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I thought the world of you.&lt;br /&gt;I thought nothing could go wrong,&lt;br /&gt;But I was wrong. I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;If you, if you could get by, trying not to lie,&lt;br /&gt;Things wouldn't be so confused and I wouldn't feel so used,&lt;br /&gt;But you always really knew, I just wanna be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm in so deep. You know I'm such a fool for you.&lt;br /&gt;You got me wrapped around your finger, ah, ha, ha.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have to let it linger? Do you have to, do you have to,&lt;br /&gt;Do you have to let it linger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm in so deep. You know I'm such a fool for you.&lt;br /&gt;You got me wrapped around your finger, ah, ha, ha.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have to let it linger? Do you have to, do you have to,&lt;br /&gt;Do you have to let it linger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I'm such a fool for you.&lt;br /&gt;You got me wrapped around your finger, ah, ha, ha.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have to let it linger? Do you have to, do you have to,&lt;br /&gt;Do you have to let it linger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MmMmM ya me pusistes en que pensar fijate :jajaja:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JG! Te quiero =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-5410053554613664613?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/5410053554613664613/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/02/una-dedicacion.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/5410053554613664613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/5410053554613664613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/02/una-dedicacion.html' title='Una Dedicacion...'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SaG60l27HvI/AAAAAAAAAHg/NMRjfxlljVo/s72-c/Linger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-999010853955618436</id><published>2009-02-17T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T10:22:58.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Banana Nut Pancakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;¿Que comere de desayuno? Que pregunta esa, bueno hablando con varias amigas y amigos, estuve hablando de opiniones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No se si sabran pero me gusta probar cosas nuevas, y mejor aun si se trata de comida, pero, nada fuera de lo comun como comer insectos (asco!) NO!! (Buajaja y al menos aun, es broma), en fin, el Sabado que acaba de pasar comi Banana Pancakes que fueron una verdadera delicisia pero ahora quiero probar algo mas en esa receta, mañana tengo decidido que voy a comer Banana Nut Pancake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo espero esto funcione y la verdad espero queden de lo mejor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora bien, quiero compartir la receta aqui para el que se quiera atrever a comer Banana Nut Pancakes, lo unico que la receta esta en Ingles pero sabemos que podemos hacerlo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y aqui esta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Banana Nut Pancakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Milk&lt;br /&gt;Eggs&lt;br /&gt;Cooking oil&lt;br /&gt;2 c. pkg. pancake mix&lt;br /&gt;3 bananas&lt;br /&gt;Butter&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. finely chopped pecans&lt;br /&gt;Maple syrup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make pancake mix with milk, egg and oil as per package label. Add chopped nuts to batter. Slice bananas 1/8 inch thick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat griddle or frying pan over medium heat and brush lightly with butter. For each pancake, arrange 4 or 5 bananas in 3 inch circle. Ladle 1/4 cup batter over banana. Cook until bubbles form on surface and bottom is golden brown. Turn and cook 1 1/2 to 2 minutes or until underside is browned. Serve with maple syrup and butter. makes 15-18 pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y el resultado seria este aqui abajo..yo por mi parte lo tengo ya, si tu lo haces, pues buen provecho..! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SZufAxCiWmI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ATsmbWiio6o/s1600-h/Banana+Pancakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 426px; height: 319px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SZufAxCiWmI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ATsmbWiio6o/s320/Banana+Pancakes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304007821671684706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-999010853955618436?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/999010853955618436/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/02/banana-nut-pancakes.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/999010853955618436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/999010853955618436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/02/banana-nut-pancakes.html' title='Banana Nut Pancakes'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SZufAxCiWmI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ATsmbWiio6o/s72-c/Banana+Pancakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-8347781389692453005</id><published>2009-02-16T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T10:17:42.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Y el 14 De Febrero Se Caso...</title><content type='html'>Bueno, resulta ser que a muchos no les habia contado sobre mi hermana, resulta que se caso el 14 de Febrero, aqui les dejo unas fotos de la fiesta, la verdad de la ceremonia no tengo ninguna porque no lleve la camara (que oportuno no?!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estas son fotos de la media fiesta que hubo, nada grande solo familia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SZmtTCl8AuI/AAAAAAAAAHA/d06ZxO_Di94/s1600-h/DSC00625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SZmtTCl8AuI/AAAAAAAAAHA/d06ZxO_Di94/s320/DSC00625.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303460578830582498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SZmtJKfxdzI/AAAAAAAAAG4/tdKVKxN5i9s/s1600-h/DSC00627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SZmtJKfxdzI/AAAAAAAAAG4/tdKVKxN5i9s/s320/DSC00627.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303460409153517362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SZms7elWoxI/AAAAAAAAAGw/NI24p6l5b0Q/s1600-h/DSC00628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SZmrzPFuTvI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Sl7qJ8633JI/s320/DSC00635.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303458932917686002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SZmras46VUI/AAAAAAAAAGI/mkpJZ7JVXgQ/s1600-h/DSC00636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SZmras46VUI/AAAAAAAAAGI/mkpJZ7JVXgQ/s320/DSC00636.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303458511420282178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SZmrN07BBNI/AAAAAAAAAGA/UZE9gPE-VbU/s1600-h/DSC00624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SZmrN07BBNI/AAAAAAAAAGA/UZE9gPE-VbU/s320/DSC00624.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303458290238293202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-8347781389692453005?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/8347781389692453005/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/02/y-el-14-de-febrero-se-caso.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/8347781389692453005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/8347781389692453005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/02/y-el-14-de-febrero-se-caso.html' title='Y el 14 De Febrero Se Caso...'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SZmtTCl8AuI/AAAAAAAAAHA/d06ZxO_Di94/s72-c/DSC00625.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-7031458786686979056</id><published>2009-02-13T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T10:15:06.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Con Unas Grandes Ganas de...No Hacer Nada</title><content type='html'>Bueno, son las 8:10 PM Hora de Los Angeles, California, esta medio lloviendo [como pringuitas], muy frio, en fin un dia esos obscuros..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La razon mas obvia que encontre ahora para escribir es que no tengo basicamente nada pero de nada que escribir, uno de esos dias llamado "Tengo ganas de no hacer nada..no me siento mmm puesi.." Bueno hoy es uno de esos dias para mi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bueno empiezo, ademas que el trabajo estuvo fatal, y basicamente aburrido todo el dia, vengo a la casa, medio ceno y me siento a la computadora, la enciendo y empieza mi pensar ¿Que voy a hacer? ¿Leer? ¿Noticias? ¿Juegos? ¿Foros? ¿Musica? ¿Pelicula?...llegue a la conclusion de que no, no quiero nada de eso, y el hecho que vengo a escribirlo aqui es porque no me dio ni tan siquiera ganas de escribir algo bueno aqui [pero si lo pienso bien aun no lo e hecho Jaja!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Nunca has llegado a ese punto que quisieras, no se, estar en otro lado, en algun espacio futurisco fuera de la realidad, en una esfera y que no hubiera nada a tu alrededor, no estar rodeado de nadie ni nada...? Ahh y no, no es odio y egoismo, es solo que no hay nada....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asique viendo que no hay nada me puse a hablar conmigo mi otro yo, el yo de las ideas al estilo "desaburrir":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo Aburrido: "Que aburrimiento (suspiro)"&lt;br /&gt;Mi Otro Yo: "¿Y que tal si sales un rato?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YA: "¿Y salir a mojarme? no lo creo...(mas suspiros)"&lt;br /&gt;MOY: "Un paraguas ayudaria ¿No crees?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YA: "Empezando que no tengo paraguas y el que hay que la casa como que esta algo multi-usos como para ocuparlo mas (WTF?) ¿Escuchastes el trueno?"&lt;br /&gt;MOY: "¿Que trueno?...Si dejas de oir esa musica para invocar al diablo talvez no escuches esos truenos, quitate esos audifonos.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YA: "Ahh si, Haha! Tienes razon, pero aun sigo sin querer hacer algo.."&lt;br /&gt;MOY: "¿Que tal si llamamos a tus amigos y hacemos algo?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YA: "¿Te has dado cuenta como esta la economia? Ni que nos hubieran pagado ya, ¿En que cabeza te cabe eso hmmm?"&lt;br /&gt;MOY: "...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YA: "Bueno ¿Y porque te quedas callado?"&lt;br /&gt;MOY: "Tonto! si tu eres yo y yo soy tu, si tu no hablas ¿Como carajos quieres que hable?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YA: "Ohhh si, tienes razon Hahaha!"&lt;br /&gt;MOY: "Dios Mio! ¿Que habre hecho en mi otra vida?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YA: "¿Y eso que fue?"&lt;br /&gt;MOY: "Esa contestale tu...no yo xD"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....despues de varios minutos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para cosas mias, llegue a la conclucion que no hay nada que hacer en esta noche y que mi otro yo se aburrio de estarme oyendo que mejor se quedo callado, claro que el otro yo, soy yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y otra cosa...al otro yo le dio sueño y aunque sea Viernes se va a la cama temprano, mañana no hay trabajo, y es un dia bueno...ahora la lista para mi dia de mañana seria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Levantarse, laverme los dientes.&lt;br /&gt;2. Ver TV mientras decido si el color negro es negro y no chispeado ya que no veo bien y se ven lucesitas, pero no se si solo soy yo o una broma de los que inventaron el color negro! Hmmm Buena pregunta.&lt;br /&gt;3. Ir a la cocina y preparar Banana Pancakes...y&lt;br /&gt;4. Seguir con el dia...si asi de corto, y no es que no sea el aburrimiento de no poner lo que voy a hacer pero no quiero que me controlen todo el dia ¿Que se creen? (Risa Malevola)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bueno pasen una linda noche...un poco fria, pero va a ser una buena noche :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh y estar con las ganas de hacer nada..de vez en cuando no cae mal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SZZLStQYTtI/AAAAAAAAAFw/aPEX4jJMK5Y/s1600-h/Lazy+Cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 541px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SZZLStQYTtI/AAAAAAAAAFw/aPEX4jJMK5Y/s320/Lazy+Cat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302508396033363666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-7031458786686979056?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/7031458786686979056/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/02/con-unas-grandes-ganas-deno-hacer-nada.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/7031458786686979056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/7031458786686979056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/02/con-unas-grandes-ganas-deno-hacer-nada.html' title='Con Unas Grandes Ganas de...No Hacer Nada'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SZZLStQYTtI/AAAAAAAAAFw/aPEX4jJMK5Y/s72-c/Lazy+Cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-1312997510492425887</id><published>2009-02-11T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T21:20:46.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beyond The Realms of Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SZOxKv-O9bI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QlM1xu_Vqrw/s1600-h/Death.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SZOxKv-O9bI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QlM1xu_Vqrw/s320/Death.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301775984579507634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had enough&lt;br /&gt;He couldnt take anymore&lt;br /&gt;Hed found a place&lt;br /&gt;In his mind and slammed the door&lt;br /&gt;No matter how they tried&lt;br /&gt;They couldnt understand&lt;br /&gt;They washed and dressed him&lt;br /&gt;Fed him by hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! Ive left the world behind&lt;br /&gt;Im safe here in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Free to speak with my own kind&lt;br /&gt;This is my life, this is my life&lt;br /&gt;Ill decide not you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Withdrawn hed sit there&lt;br /&gt;Stare blank into space&lt;br /&gt;No sign of life&lt;br /&gt;Would flicker on his face&lt;br /&gt;Until one day he smiled&lt;br /&gt;It seemed as though with pride&lt;br /&gt;The wind kissed him&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye - and then he died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! Ive left the world behind&lt;br /&gt;Im safe here in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Free to speak with my own kind&lt;br /&gt;This is my life, this is my life&lt;br /&gt;Ill decide not you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep the world with all its sin&lt;br /&gt;Its not fit for livin in&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! I will start again&lt;br /&gt;It can take forever, and ever, and ever&lt;br /&gt;And ever, but Ill still win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many like him,&lt;br /&gt;Are there still&lt;br /&gt;But to us, all&lt;br /&gt;Seem to have lost the will&lt;br /&gt;They lie in thousands&lt;br /&gt;Plagued and lost&lt;br /&gt;Is nothing worth this bitter cost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! Ive left the world behind&lt;br /&gt;Im safe here in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Free to speak with my own kind&lt;br /&gt;This is my life, this is my life&lt;br /&gt;Ill decide not youkeep the world with all its sin&lt;br /&gt;Its not fit for livin in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Gracias Judas Priest por esta gran cancion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=RUCF9ILW"&gt;Descargar: Judas Priest Beyond The Realms of Death&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-1312997510492425887?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/1312997510492425887/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/02/beyond-realms-of-death.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/1312997510492425887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/1312997510492425887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/02/beyond-realms-of-death.html' title='Beyond The Realms of Death'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SZOxKv-O9bI/AAAAAAAAAFo/QlM1xu_Vqrw/s72-c/Death.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-2129340646610283175</id><published>2009-02-07T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T22:06:00.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 de Febrero...Mi Padre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SY5ybdyPQuI/AAAAAAAAAFY/W6kayu65y-w/s1600-h/Dad_Son.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SY5ybdyPQuI/AAAAAAAAAFY/W6kayu65y-w/s320/Dad_Son.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300299627639030498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resulta que hace 45 años, Dios dijo, "Voy a traer a una persona al mundo, una persona que sea un buen ejemplo a seguir, que entienda y sepa valorar lo que hace, que sea un gran protector, que vele por la salud y el bien de alguien, que trate de ser un ejemplo a seguir, etc..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y para suerte mia, esa persona que Dios decidio mandar a este mundo, es mi papa, el viejo o el Maistro como yo le digo de cariño, y aqui te dedico un espacio que a lo mejor no lo veas y que hasta se te va a hacer raro que te trate de vos o de tu, ya que siempre nos hemos llevado con confianza pero con respeto a la vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papá, mañana cumples años y vieras que feliz me siento el saber que aun estas conmigo, que me quieres y que cada dia que aun me levanto te puedo ver y saber que estas ahi conmigo, me da felicidad saber que cumples años pero a la misma vez me da tristeza porque se con el pasar de los años, tu vida se va acabando poco a poco, como quisiera poderte dar mas vida para que Dios no te vaya a quitar de mi lado en un futuro, ahorita esta conmigo pero despues no se sabe, por el momento solo puedo decirte que durante todos estos años, apesar de mala comunicacion que hemos tenidos, de algunos errores que has tenido y si, tambien de talvez lo mal hijo que aveces me e comportado, quiero decirte que te quiero mucho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papá, ¿Te acordas de las veces que te caistes jugando futbol conmigo? Que dias verdad! ¿Te acordas cuando tuvistes un accidente y te llevamos al Hospital que llore a tu lado para que todo estuviera bien? te confiezo que tuve un gran miedo que no estuvieramas mas conmigo, con tu hijo, ¿Te acordas de las veces que me dijistes que te sentias orgulloso de mi? Gracias Papá una vez, sabes que sin tu ayuda no lo hubiera logrado, y un sin fin de cosas que hemos pasado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mañana cumples 45 años de vida y yo tengo cada uno de mis dias o es mas, desde antes que naciera, que eras mi Papá...te deseo todo lo mejor Maitro de verdad, apesar que hablamos poco y que ya la comunicacion no es la misma, sabes que pienso en ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz Cumpleaños papá, espero Dios me siga dando mas años de ti, porque te admiro y me siento orgulloso que tu seas a esa persona que Dios mando al mundo, que tu seas simplemente mi papá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu hijo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-2129340646610283175?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/2129340646610283175/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/02/8-de-febreromi-padre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/2129340646610283175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/2129340646610283175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/02/8-de-febreromi-padre.html' title='8 de Febrero...Mi Padre'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SY5ybdyPQuI/AAAAAAAAAFY/W6kayu65y-w/s72-c/Dad_Son.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-5160600606565576269</id><published>2009-02-06T20:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T20:50:21.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SY0S9D13adI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-yfrPBNuLgE/s1600-h/Voices.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SY0S9D13adI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-yfrPBNuLgE/s320/Voices.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299913176697498066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Voces retumban en mi cabeza&lt;br /&gt;voces sin sentido&lt;br /&gt;una figura entre la maleza&lt;br /&gt;el sonido de un dia vivido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voces retumbando en mi cabeza&lt;br /&gt;ecos de una vida vacía&lt;br /&gt;grandes lugares de aspereza&lt;br /&gt;residuos de la monotonía.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecos de cada grito de dolor&lt;br /&gt;retumbando en sucias paredes&lt;br /&gt;de su alma no se distingue color&lt;br /&gt;un sol eclipsado por nubes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy abrazando una cruz&lt;br /&gt;es el dolor de los pecados&lt;br /&gt;ecos que claman luz&lt;br /&gt;esperando que sus errores sean perdonados.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SY0SSs4F9mI/AAAAAAAAAFI/PCHu3kMdAZk/s1600-h/Voices.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-5160600606565576269?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/5160600606565576269/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/02/eco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/5160600606565576269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/5160600606565576269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/02/eco.html' title='Eco'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SY0S9D13adI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-yfrPBNuLgE/s72-c/Voices.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-1357785060672611154</id><published>2009-02-03T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:12:20.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Within Temptation  - Black Symphony</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SYkapGmvieI/AAAAAAAAAD4/FK720O94F7c/s1600-h/within-temptation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SYkapGmvieI/AAAAAAAAAD4/FK720O94F7c/s320/within-temptation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298795730028169698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En esta ocasion dedico un espacio a Within Temptation, y mas que a la banda en si, me inclino a su vocalista, Sharon den Adel, la forma en su tono de voz, la forma tan espectacular que tiene para cantar, esta banda a pesar de tan poco tiempo a demostrado llegar muy lejos en tan poco tiempo, fundada en 1996 esta banda del Metal Melodico o tambien Metal Sinfonico a dado mucho de si, dandonos excelentes canciones, tales como Frozen, Ice Queen, Forsaken, y muchas mas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los invito a que escuchen esta excelente banda, en tan poco tiempo comparada por grandes bandas como lo es Nightwish, Epica, Sirenia, Mandragora Scream, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Integrantes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sharon Janny den Adel - Voces&lt;br /&gt;Robert Westerholt - Guitarra&lt;br /&gt;Rudolf Adrianus Jolie - Guitarra&lt;br /&gt;Stephen van Haestregt - Bateria&lt;br /&gt;Jeroen van Veen - Bajo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Aqui les dejo uno de sus ultimos discos que han sacado por el momento, junto con La Metropole Orchestra, un disco unico con tonos de Sinfonicos muy excelentes y muy acogedores agregandole el estilo metal de la banda, dandole un toque muy hermoso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queda la aclaracion, no subiera este Album si no fuera algo bueno, no voy a subir algo nada mas por subirlo, es algo que como bien digo en mi blog, algo que me gusta y solo espero que te guste a ti tambien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui les dejo el Album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SYkhfpykD8I/AAAAAAAAAEg/B-lf-lw05ag/s1600-h/WithinTemptation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 343px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SYkhfpykD8I/AAAAAAAAAEg/B-lf-lw05ag/s320/WithinTemptation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298803264255692738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CD1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr class="listRowEven"&gt;&lt;td&gt;1. Ouverture &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr class="listRowOdd"&gt; &lt;td&gt;  2. Jillian (I'd Give My Heart) &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr class="listRowEven"&gt; &lt;td&gt;  3. The Howling &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr class="listRowOdd"&gt; &lt;td&gt;  4. Stand My Ground &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr class="listRowEven"&gt; &lt;td&gt;  5. The Cross &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr class="listRowOdd"&gt; &lt;td&gt;  6. What Have You Done &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr class="listRowEven"&gt; &lt;td&gt;  7. Hand Of Sorrow &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr class="listRowOdd"&gt; &lt;td&gt;  8. Forgiven &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr class="listRowEven"&gt; &lt;td&gt;  9. Somewhere &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr class="listRowOdd"&gt; &lt;td&gt;  10. Our Solemn Hour &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CD2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr class="listRowEven"&gt;&lt;td&gt;1. Ouverture &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr class="listRowOdd"&gt; &lt;td&gt;  2. Jillian (I'd Give My Heart) &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr class="listRowEven"&gt; &lt;td&gt;  3. The Howling &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr class="listRowOdd"&gt; &lt;td&gt;  4. Stand My Ground &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr class="listRowEven"&gt; &lt;td&gt;  5. The Cross &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr class="listRowOdd"&gt; &lt;td&gt;  6. What Have You Done &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr class="listRowEven"&gt; &lt;td&gt;  7. Hand Of Sorrow &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr class="listRowOdd"&gt; &lt;td&gt;  8. Forgiven &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr class="listRowEven"&gt; &lt;td&gt;  9. Somewhere &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;    &lt;tr class="listRowOdd"&gt; &lt;td&gt;  10. Our Solemn Hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=CYZIDH7D"&gt;Descarga: Within Temptation - Black Symphony&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-1357785060672611154?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/1357785060672611154/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/02/within-temptation-black-symphony.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/1357785060672611154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/1357785060672611154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/02/within-temptation-black-symphony.html' title='Within Temptation  - Black Symphony'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SYkapGmvieI/AAAAAAAAAD4/FK720O94F7c/s72-c/within-temptation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-2965773650525965174</id><published>2009-01-28T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T18:32:20.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SYJmqM2kmaI/AAAAAAAAADo/z_Hk38qe1rs/s1600-h/___hate_me____by_ShadowHarlequin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SYJmqM2kmaI/AAAAAAAAADo/z_Hk38qe1rs/s320/___hate_me____by_ShadowHarlequin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296908986931780002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to block out thoughts of you, so I don't lose my head&lt;br /&gt;They crawl in like a cockroach leaving babies in my bed&lt;br /&gt;Dropping little reels of tape, to remind me that I'm alone&lt;br /&gt;Playing movies in my head that make a porno feel like home&lt;br /&gt;There's a burning in my pride, a nervous bleeding in my brain&lt;br /&gt;An ounce of peace is all I want for you, will you never call again?&lt;br /&gt;And will you never say that you love me, just to put it in my face?&lt;br /&gt;And will you never try to reach me, it is I who wanted space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate me today&lt;br /&gt;Hate me tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Hate me for all the things I didn't do for you&lt;br /&gt;Hate me in ways, yeah ways hard to swallow&lt;br /&gt;Hate me so you can finally see what's good for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sober now for 3 whole months&lt;br /&gt;It's one accomplishment that you helped me with&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that always tore us apart is the one thing I won't touch again&lt;br /&gt;In a sick way I want to thank you for holding my head up late at night&lt;br /&gt;While I was busy waging wars on myself, you were trying to stop the fight&lt;br /&gt;You never doubted my warped opinions on things like suicidal hate&lt;br /&gt;You made me compliment myself when it was way too hard to take&lt;br /&gt;So I'll drive so f*cking far away that I'll never cross your mind&lt;br /&gt;And do whatever it takes in your heart to leave me behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with a sad heart I say bye to you and wave&lt;br /&gt;Kicking shadows on the street for every mistake that I had made&lt;br /&gt;And like a baby boy I never was a man&lt;br /&gt;'Till I saw your blue eyes cry and I held your face in my hand&lt;br /&gt;And then I fell down yelling, "Make it go away," just make a smile&lt;br /&gt;Come back and shine just like it used to be&lt;br /&gt;And then she whispered, "How can you do this to me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oyendo de cancion en cancion en cancion, de oir cosas que pasan durante el dia me tope aqui con esto...cancion que me gusta, ¿Porque odiamos? ¿Porque sentimos? ¿Porque tomamos a pecho algunas cosas en la vida?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ponte a pensar ¿Que harias sin sentimientos? Si simplemente escogieras lo que quieres vivir, solo ver las flores, ver el cielo, de acuerdo...quieres ver algo malo pasar, bueno que sea porque asi lo quisistes no porque paso por si solo ¿Como seria tu vida? ¿la valoraras?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que facil es decir Te Quiero pero ¿Sera facil sentirlo? ¿Porque no escoger de una sola vez a la persona con quien quieres estar en vez de estar tocando puerta por puerta cual te conviene?...¿Porque? Todo lo que nos rodea en nosotros es un simple ¿Porque? aun la palabra que ocupamos para preguntar "Porque" utilizas el "Porque" osea "¿Porque existe el Porque?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se que suena loco y hasta donde yo lo leo se ve estupido y loco, y sabes que...te apoyo la idea, y te la opoyo porque si no hubieran preguntas no seguirias leyendo esto...o ¿Me equivoco?...¿Porque relacionar el "porque" con el "amor" y el "odio"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practica algo...Odiar, Amar, Preguntar, relacionalos y encontraras alguna respuesta, talvez no la correcta, talvez no la incorrecta, pero si tu propia respuesta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SYEx0CuTYnI/AAAAAAAAABw/pS4M8KNcOe4/s1600-h/Love+Money.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SYEx0CuTYnI/AAAAAAAAABw/pS4M8KNcOe4/s320/Love+Money.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296569406918451826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-2965773650525965174?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/2965773650525965174/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/01/hate-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/2965773650525965174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/2965773650525965174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/01/hate-me.html' title='Hate Me'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SYJmqM2kmaI/AAAAAAAAADo/z_Hk38qe1rs/s72-c/___hate_me____by_ShadowHarlequin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-1720859459877301869</id><published>2009-01-27T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:30:20.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cita Con La Muerte</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SX_tYEIiDVI/AAAAAAAAABo/OrSOM-k9gJs/s1600-h/Muerte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SX_tYEIiDVI/AAAAAAAAABo/OrSOM-k9gJs/s320/Muerte.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296212684493163858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aparecistes el dia en que&lt;br /&gt;ya tenia una cita con la muerte...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y la cancele por conocerte un poco..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando estaba seguro que nadie&lt;br /&gt;me haria sentir asi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aparecistes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Porque?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sera el destino o solo&lt;br /&gt;coincidencia...&lt;br /&gt;Espero que no sea asi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya que de lo contrario&lt;br /&gt;tendre que renaudar lo que&lt;br /&gt;deje pendiente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-1720859459877301869?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/1720859459877301869/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/01/cita-con-la-muerte.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/1720859459877301869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/1720859459877301869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/01/cita-con-la-muerte.html' title='Cita Con La Muerte'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SX_tYEIiDVI/AAAAAAAAABo/OrSOM-k9gJs/s72-c/Muerte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-5712906546379271804</id><published>2009-01-21T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T19:54:24.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Espantapájaros</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SXfplVeIo-I/AAAAAAAAABI/nh5ftTNvPRI/s1600-h/Espantapajaros.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SXfplVeIo-I/AAAAAAAAABI/nh5ftTNvPRI/s320/Espantapajaros.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293956714625278946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mi corazon de paja&lt;br /&gt;se quemaba en la ciudad&lt;br /&gt;Tus alas lo apagaron&lt;br /&gt;me ayudaron a escapar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lejos queda el trafico&lt;br /&gt;esto es oro para respirar&lt;br /&gt;Ya no se ven las fabricas&lt;br /&gt;negras de monoxido&lt;br /&gt;Entra en este campo&lt;br /&gt;de mi mano y sin hablar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No quiero ver mas flores de plastico&lt;br /&gt;No quiero volver a ser un espantapajaros&lt;br /&gt;perdido en la ciudad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amor fotosintetico&lt;br /&gt;semilla, savia y sal&lt;br /&gt;Los duendes de la lluvia&lt;br /&gt;nos invitan a bailar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El escudo de la atmosfera&lt;br /&gt;protege mi burbuja que ahora es para ti&lt;br /&gt;Somos niños otra vez&lt;br /&gt;cayendo por un tobogan&lt;br /&gt;Entra en mi garganta&lt;br /&gt;y no preguntes nada mas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lejos queda el trafico&lt;br /&gt;esto es oro para respirar&lt;br /&gt;Somos niños otra vez&lt;br /&gt;cayendo por un tobogan.&lt;br /&gt;Entra en mi garganta&lt;br /&gt;y no preguntes nada mas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias M-Clan por esta fabulosa cancion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=HR9N6456"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Espantapájaros [Descarga]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-5712906546379271804?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/5712906546379271804/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/01/espantapjaros.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/5712906546379271804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/5712906546379271804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/01/espantapjaros.html' title='Espantapájaros'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SXfplVeIo-I/AAAAAAAAABI/nh5ftTNvPRI/s72-c/Espantapajaros.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-6482667654888884149</id><published>2009-01-20T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T18:16:08.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Barack Obama ¿El Cambio? ¿Esperanza?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SXaAHYHrFiI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3csBg-v3sSU/s1600-h/obama-hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SXaAHYHrFiI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3csBg-v3sSU/s320/obama-hope.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293559276242671138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muchas veces no acostumbro hablar de politica o al menos algo que se le paresca, pero  en este caso hare una pequeña excepcion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durante los ultimos meses, hemos notado o creo que las mejores palabras son, se a sentido en el ambiente el nombramiento de un nuevo Presidente de los Estados Unidos de America, realmente hay muchas persona que tenemos (Pienso un rato y lo confirmo una vez mas) nuestras esperanzas puestas en esta persona con este cargo tan importante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La pregunta del millon ¿Que cambio esto nos causara? (Sentado en mi escritorio oyendo los sonidos de oficina, los telefonos, etc me quedo pensando y analizando) Todo lo que este pais me ah brindado y las oportunidades que aun me sigue dando, creo que el cambio y la esperanza es como uno lo quiera asilimilar, cuanto uno quiere creer y cooperar, sabemos muy bien que la toma de posecion de el Señor Obama va a crear un gran cambio, cambio que ya comenzo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero ¿Que puede hacer un solo hombre para toda una gran nacion? Es una de las preguntas que muchos de nosotros nos hacemos, pero de verdad ¿Estaremos ayudando a formar esa respuesta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deja de leer un rato, ahora piensa, analiza ¿Que hago yo porque este pais, el pais donde vivo, sea mejor? Talvez no hago nada, simplemente ser un ciudadano y pagar anualmente mis taxes, no espero de ti que vayas afuera en este momento y te conviertas en el proximo Alcalde o Governador, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigue siendo un buen ciudadano, cree que hay un mejor futuro cada dia, pon tu fe que lo que deseas, sigue tu sueño, por el tiempo que tengo aqui puedo decir que me siento orgulloso de ser parte de este pais, puede que no sea el de mi origen pero aqui es donde vivo, aqui es donde decidi hacer mi vida, mis sueños, mis logros y metas. La vida requiere ayuda en ciertas formas y ese pais hasta cierto punto me las a dado y hasta cierto punto hasta donde yo las e buscado...entonces...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¿Porque no tener Fe en alguien que quiere algo mejor para este pais?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-6482667654888884149?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/6482667654888884149/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/01/barack-obama-el-cambio-esperanza.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/6482667654888884149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/6482667654888884149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/01/barack-obama-el-cambio-esperanza.html' title='Barack Obama ¿El Cambio? ¿Esperanza?'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SXaAHYHrFiI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3csBg-v3sSU/s72-c/obama-hope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6176961492279922569.post-2898554124235975062</id><published>2009-01-19T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T22:17:06.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nuevo Blog, un empiezo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SXVsWcYpdmI/AAAAAAAAAAw/vFwuioDw1-I/s1600-h/the-computer-demands-a-blog.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SXVsWcYpdmI/AAAAAAAAAAw/vFwuioDw1-I/s320/the-computer-demands-a-blog.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293256069876381282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bueno, creo que es tiempo de empezar un pequeño espacio llamado Em's Spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Muchas veces me habia preguntado a mi mismo, Emerson; ¿Que esperas para empezar un blog? ¿Que te detiene? (Pensando, viendo el teclado y un pequeño suspiro) Bueno, creo que es el simple hecho que no habia podido tener o mejor dicho no habia querido hacer el tiempo necesario para poder escribir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora bien, siempre habia tenido eso de escribir (fuera del Internet) talvez no todos los dias, o aun talvez no siempre cada cuando, simplemente lo hacia una vez cuando me acordaba querer escribir algo, creo que esta nueva pagina empieza algo nuevo en mi vida, a lo mejor para ti o para algunos no les sirva de nada el leer estas historias descabelladas que tengo en mi mente, a lo mejor pueden catologarme de loco, uno no sabe, pero hay que estar conciente que las mejores cosas...siempre pasan cuando uno menos las esperas, yo por mi parte no esperaba el empezar este pequeño espacio en donde pueda expresar lo que veo, siento y pienso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ti, extraño, conocido, familiar, amigo, quien seas, no te obligo a que entres diariamente y comentes lo que escribo, simplemente te invito a que le heches un vistazo y veas que asi como yo empeze, dime ¿Porque tu no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emerson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PD: Me disculpo por las falta de tildes y una que otra mala ortografia, no tengo los codigos de las misma ya que como se daran cuenta, no tengo un teclado para lenguaje español (si, la "ñ" es alt + 164)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6176961492279922569-2898554124235975062?l=myemspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/feeds/2898554124235975062/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/01/nuevo-blog-un-empiezo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/2898554124235975062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6176961492279922569/posts/default/2898554124235975062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myemspot.blogspot.com/2009/01/nuevo-blog-un-empiezo.html' title='Nuevo Blog, un empiezo'/><author><name>Em!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07193038807652241490</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/TMx5-FsehNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/w3LP17Zv1kw/S220/Em!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oaVeQ9CRmxU/SXVsWcYpdmI/AAAAAAAAAAw/vFwuioDw1-I/s72-c/the-computer-demands-a-blog.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
