<?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-7279757770547747670</id><updated>2011-05-10T16:56:25.118-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Deliro, luego existo</title><subtitle type='html'>Me dieron a elegir entre abrir un blog o ir al psiquiatra. Como verás, elegí lo primero. Estaré medio loco, pero todavía puedo darme cuenta qué le conviene a mi economía.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7279757770547747670/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nandolb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279757770547747670.post-6585570592827268541</id><published>2009-02-13T00:03:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T00:11:44.334-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Delirio Nº 133</title><content type='html'>Y ahora, justo ahora que había encontrado alguien con quien olvidarme de vos, te aparecés. Con esa carita de "yo no fui" y simulando casualidad, como si algo en tu vida hubiese sido casualidad. &lt;div&gt;Y acá sigue estando el mismo boludo de siempre, algo más viejo, un poquito más pelado y mucho menos coherente. Pero el mismo idiota al fin, queriendo hacer de cuenta que ésta historia ya se acabó, cuando los dos sabemos muy bien, que la historia (todavía) no empezó.&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/7279757770547747670-6585570592827268541?l=deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com/feeds/6585570592827268541/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7279757770547747670&amp;postID=6585570592827268541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7279757770547747670/posts/default/6585570592827268541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7279757770547747670/posts/default/6585570592827268541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com/2009/02/delirio-n-133.html' title='Delirio Nº 133'/><author><name>nandolb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279757770547747670.post-3663616220241767963</id><published>2009-02-04T03:58:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T03:59:38.667-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Delirio Nº 458</title><content type='html'>Nunca me gustó el sexo sin amor. Pero lo prefiero muchas veces antes que el amor sin sexo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7279757770547747670-3663616220241767963?l=deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com/feeds/3663616220241767963/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7279757770547747670&amp;postID=3663616220241767963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7279757770547747670/posts/default/3663616220241767963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7279757770547747670/posts/default/3663616220241767963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com/2009/02/delirio-n-458.html' title='Delirio Nº 458'/><author><name>nandolb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279757770547747670.post-4952319958746150314</id><published>2009-02-03T02:14:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T14:58:15.644-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Delirio Nº 314</title><content type='html'>Me enamoro de las mujeres sinceras. Son mi debilidad. Pero por alguna extraña razón, siempre termino saliendo con las que, en lugar de decir siempre la verdad, dan buenas respuestas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7279757770547747670-4952319958746150314?l=deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7279757770547747670/posts/default/4952319958746150314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7279757770547747670/posts/default/4952319958746150314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com/2009/02/delirio-n-314.html' title='Delirio Nº 314'/><author><name>nandolb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279757770547747670.post-8242324184679021270</id><published>2009-01-29T00:37:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T00:40:53.152-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Delirio Nº 2937</title><content type='html'>Ya sé por qué nunca funcionan mis relaciones. Es que, en mi afan de seducir, termino armando una maraña de mentiras sobre mentiras que después me es imposible manejar. Y cuando me siento encerrado en mis propios chamuyos, nos llevo a un camino que termina inevitablemente en dejar de vernos. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7279757770547747670-8242324184679021270?l=deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com/feeds/8242324184679021270/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7279757770547747670&amp;postID=8242324184679021270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7279757770547747670/posts/default/8242324184679021270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7279757770547747670/posts/default/8242324184679021270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com/2009/01/delirio-n-2937.html' title='Delirio Nº 2937'/><author><name>nandolb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279757770547747670.post-5595844802758966711</id><published>2009-01-26T00:26:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T00:41:40.688-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Delirio Nº 2626</title><content type='html'>Hace un tiempo necesitaba demostrarle a los demás, todo el tiempo, quién era. Andaba con la camiseta de mi club todo el día, ponía en el msn nicks sugestivos, trataba de mostrar mi hombría. Hoy no, me di cuenta que la gente que realmente desea conocerte, lo hace, sin que tengas que describirte en cada una de tus acciones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7279757770547747670-5595844802758966711?l=deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com/feeds/5595844802758966711/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7279757770547747670&amp;postID=5595844802758966711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7279757770547747670/posts/default/5595844802758966711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7279757770547747670/posts/default/5595844802758966711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com/2009/01/hace-un-tiempo-necesitaba-demostrarle.html' title='Delirio Nº 2626'/><author><name>nandolb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279757770547747670.post-7032873591288984693</id><published>2008-12-26T16:37:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T18:22:04.897-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Delirio Nº 2637</title><content type='html'>Tarde o temprano, ella se da cuenta de todo lo que ocultas. Un dia se nos escapa un erupto, otro día un pedo, y a la semana te conoce borracho.&lt;br /&gt;A los 6 meses ella ya sabe que sos un asco, como todos los demás hombres. Si realmente, todavia siguen juntos, significa que eso no le importa, que le gustan hasta tus defectos. A partir de ahi, ya no hace falta que te reprimas más.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7279757770547747670-7032873591288984693?l=deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com/feeds/7032873591288984693/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7279757770547747670&amp;postID=7032873591288984693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7279757770547747670/posts/default/7032873591288984693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7279757770547747670/posts/default/7032873591288984693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com/2008/12/tarde-o-temprano-ella-se-da-cuenta-de.html' title='Delirio Nº 2637'/><author><name>nandolb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279757770547747670.post-5897207457996615603</id><published>2008-12-26T16:33:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T03:38:27.974-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Delirio Nº 2633</title><content type='html'>Mensaje abierto a las mujeres del mundo:&lt;br /&gt;Cuando un hombre dice que soñó con vos, no le creas. Es una cruel mentira. Los hombres sólo soñamos con acostarnos con alguna mina que esté re buena. Pero decimos soñar con ustedes, sólo como una forma de seducción, de que sientas que te tenemos presente hasta cuando estamos dormidos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7279757770547747670-5897207457996615603?l=deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com/feeds/5897207457996615603/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7279757770547747670&amp;postID=5897207457996615603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7279757770547747670/posts/default/5897207457996615603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7279757770547747670/posts/default/5897207457996615603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com/2008/12/mensaje-abierto-las-mujeres-del-mundo.html' title='Delirio Nº 2633'/><author><name>nandolb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279757770547747670.post-7162776550231043781</id><published>2008-11-21T20:35:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T18:21:31.132-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Delirio Nº 2135</title><content type='html'>No es que le tenga miedo a enamorarme, sólo que le temo a los daños colaterales.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7279757770547747670-7162776550231043781?l=deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com/feeds/7162776550231043781/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7279757770547747670&amp;postID=7162776550231043781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7279757770547747670/posts/default/7162776550231043781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7279757770547747670/posts/default/7162776550231043781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-es-que-le-tenga-miedo-enamorarme-slo.html' title='Delirio Nº 2135'/><author><name>nandolb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279757770547747670.post-6752937709311043604</id><published>2008-11-12T01:09:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T18:20:51.305-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Delirio Nº 129</title><content type='html'>Lentamente y por el maldito sistema, me fui convirtiendo en un tipo del que yo no sería amigo. Antipático, ambicioso, mentiroso, coqueto e interesado. Y lo peor de todo: IMPUNTUAL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7279757770547747670-6752937709311043604?l=deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com/feeds/6752937709311043604/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7279757770547747670&amp;postID=6752937709311043604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7279757770547747670/posts/default/6752937709311043604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7279757770547747670/posts/default/6752937709311043604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com/2008/11/lentamente-y-por-el-maldito-sistema-me.html' title='Delirio Nº 129'/><author><name>nandolb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279757770547747670.post-6185282450302027770</id><published>2008-11-12T01:02:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T18:57:26.483-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Delirio Nº 122</title><content type='html'>Me pasó varias veces, pero nunca aprendo. Intentar emparejarse un mal corte de pelo, no es una buena idea. Siempre quedas peor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7279757770547747670-6185282450302027770?l=deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com/feeds/6185282450302027770/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7279757770547747670&amp;postID=6185282450302027770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7279757770547747670/posts/default/6185282450302027770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7279757770547747670/posts/default/6185282450302027770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com/2008/11/me-pas-varias-veces-pero-nunca-aprendo.html' title='Delirio Nº 122'/><author><name>nandolb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279757770547747670.post-1107688913590281570</id><published>2008-11-12T00:47:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T18:20:04.368-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Delirio Nº 1247</title><content type='html'>El secreto para seducir a una mina está en actuar igual que ella, pero superandola. Es muy simple: Si ella es histérica, tenés que ser 10 veces más histérico. Si es una forra, tenés que ser 20 veces más forro. Y así. Está comprobado. Probalo, y después me contás.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7279757770547747670-1107688913590281570?l=deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com/feeds/1107688913590281570/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7279757770547747670&amp;postID=1107688913590281570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7279757770547747670/posts/default/1107688913590281570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7279757770547747670/posts/default/1107688913590281570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com/2008/11/el-secreto-para-seducir-una-mina-est-en.html' title='Delirio Nº 1247'/><author><name>nandolb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279757770547747670.post-5507056105988502447</id><published>2008-11-04T17:54:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T18:19:40.026-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Delirio Nº 455</title><content type='html'>Siempre me siento incómodo cuando tengo que aplaudir. No sé, siento que nunca aprendí a hacerlo bien y que algún día, alguien me va a descubrir y ahí sí que estoy hasta las pelotas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7279757770547747670-5507056105988502447?l=deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com/feeds/5507056105988502447/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7279757770547747670&amp;postID=5507056105988502447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7279757770547747670/posts/default/5507056105988502447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7279757770547747670/posts/default/5507056105988502447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com/2008/11/siempre-me-siento-incmodo-cuando-tengo.html' title='Delirio Nº 455'/><author><name>nandolb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279757770547747670.post-5021131911034086167</id><published>2008-11-04T17:53:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T02:21:44.021-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Delirio Nº 453</title><content type='html'>Tener un amigo gay, ya no está de moda. Justo cuando había logrado conseguir uno. Maldita humanidad que evoluciona más rápido que yo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7279757770547747670-5021131911034086167?l=deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com/feeds/5021131911034086167/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7279757770547747670&amp;postID=5021131911034086167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7279757770547747670/posts/default/5021131911034086167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7279757770547747670/posts/default/5021131911034086167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com/2008/11/tener-un-amigo-gay-ya-no-est-de-moda.html' title='Delirio Nº 453'/><author><name>nandolb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7279757770547747670.post-1276723832420801660</id><published>2008-11-04T17:30:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T18:21:06.432-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Delirio Nº 43</title><content type='html'>Uno se da cuenta que estuvo enamorado, cuando recuerda las boludeces que le decía a su ex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7279757770547747670-1276723832420801660?l=deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com/feeds/1276723832420801660/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7279757770547747670&amp;postID=1276723832420801660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7279757770547747670/posts/default/1276723832420801660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7279757770547747670/posts/default/1276723832420801660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliroluegoexisto.blogspot.com/2008/11/uno-se-da-cuenta-que-estuvo-enamorado.html' title='Delirio Nº 43'/><author><name>nandolb</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
