Weetniet

My teeth are slowly turning me into a junkie. I seem to be counting the hours until I can take another a pill. Which is not good.
I still have blood seeping through my nose and the occasional cough with blood. Not so sure that's supposed to happen. Whatever. One hour and ten minutes until my next fix.

Oh, and I'm about to strangle the cats. Soes ate the plastic around the waffles I just bought for The Sweetie, Kiwi ate the actual waffles while Zena ate our plants. (I was in the land called "Nintendo DS" trying to forget I exist.)

Anyway I'll get back to my cooking now.

* The Lazy Arse project is getting my arse in shape. I already lost some kilos, I feel more alive instead of a zombie and I'm getting some long lost muscles back. Yay! Dance class is great except when I have to do the "sexy" dance, my crosstrainer is sublime and highly addictive and running is okayish. I'm thinking about going for speed instead of distance 'cause that's more my thing. So yes, all is great in Lazy Arse land.

* Got my wisdometeeth pulled. I was nervous. When I got some papers in hospital that said "bodybag included" I was even more nervous. But I lived. And no, I don't resemble a guinea pig, my cheeks are a bit puffed that's all.

* Went to see Rufus last night. It was his last chance. I don't like his last CD all that much and he sucked big time at Werchter. The concert was OK. I liked the up tempo songs and the old ones the best. I guess I'll never get into his latest album. Too bad.

* That's it boys and girls. Check back in a month or so for more news. :D

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Last night I went wall climbing with my dad at Blueberry hill. I had a great time and hope to make a monthly thing out of it. My muscles are sore and it feels good. This project is truely launched!

Maybe it wasn't such a brilliant idea to go running after I've just been sick.
But at least I'm getting off my lazy ass. Four times eight minutes so far. Squeee!

1. Go to http://www.careercruising.com.
2. Put in Username: nycareers, Password: landmark.
3. Take their "Career Matchmaker" questions.
4. Post the top ten results


1.Special Education Teacher
2.Physical Education Teacher
3.Elementary School Teacher
4.Child and Youth Worker
5.Teacher Assistant
6.High School Teacher
7.Recreation Therapist
8.Art / Music Therapist
9.Mental Health Nurse
10.Public Health Nurse

I went to see the dentist today. According to her computer my last dental check up was ten years ago.
When I entered the cabinet she remembered who I was. And she gasped when she saw my teeth. *Gasped*, people! When a dentist almost gets an asthmatic attack when she sees your teeth it isn't because she can't find the words to describe your fabutastic looking teeth. She was shocked by the Dracula teeth theme I have going on. Oh, and the crooked one besides it. And the ones next to that one and...
And then she looked at my wisdomteeth and gasped some more. She even prescribed me some antibiotics because she predicts I won't be able to open my mouth some time next week due to infection or whatever. Not because I don't take care of my teeth, I do (except for the whole annual check up thing), but because they should have been removed months ago. So yeah, I'll have them pulled some time this year.
But the "best" news she gave me is that I need braces. Braces that I can't afford. I wore braces for about eight years, yes eight(!), and blah! I'm feeling so crushed at the moment that I can't even talk about that part right now. (It involes loads of money and two more pulled teeth)

Let's talk money now, to fuck some more with my emotional state. I'm looking for an extra job to pay for a house and a baby (and now I can add braces to the frikkin' list). (Oh, and we could use a new freezer/refrigorator, microwave, television and laptop.)
But altough I get phoned a lot I still haven't got one because of my crappy working schedule. But they all love me they say. Will keep me in mind and all that crap. I don't want love, I need money honey. And loads of it!

Oh, and I have another appointment with the dentist next week to talk operation and braces. She's just assumed that I can afford them although I stammered that I don't have heaps of gold laying around, waiting to be spend on shiny bits of metal plastered to my teeth.

So that pick a letter music meme that's going round: ten songs I like beginning with an S given me by madscot.
I couldn't choose between my selection so I give you 20 songs I like!

Stronger - Sugababes
Symphony n° 9 - Beethoven
Stars - Moby
Stupid Girls - Pink
Supermassive Black Hole - Muse
Since U been gone - Kelly Clarkson
Slow - Kylie Minogue
Sense tu - Jenny
Scared of yourself - ZORNIK
Sexy back - Justin Timberlake
Smalltown boy - Bronski beat
Snow White Queen - Evanescence
Sodom & Gomorrah show - PSB
Sorry - Tracy Chapman
Stand on the word - Celestial Choir
Starlight - Muse
Summer Luv - LOE
Spotlight on Christmas - Rufus Wainwright with French&Saunders
Speak slow - Tegan & Sarah
Sorry I'm a laday - Baccara

Comment if you want in and I'll pick you a letter :D

Today I used my bike to do some shopping. Normally I would've taken the car but I figured it is about time to kick the "Get off your lazy ass!" project into life again.
The Universe didn't agree with me though. My tires were flat due to lack of use (oops!), and there was wind and it was all uphill and... Enough reasons to get into my car and get it over with in ten minutes BUT sometimes I'm just stubborn. :-) Got on my bike, did the shopping, sweated like a pig and was home in thirty minutes. Now my ass is sore (I really need to invest in a decent saddle) but I feel quite pleased with myself. Eat that Universe! :-)

Routhy and I also started looking into some dance schools to satisfy our dancing feet but it isn't looking too good at the moment.
School1 is rather cheap, €129 for a whole year. But we are in a group with mostly 13 year olds. Bah! Not a real option. I don't want to be outshined by some skinny bouncy child. GoD, I'm a whinny old bitch.
School2 charges €73 for 14 lessons. We're going to an open day of that one, although it is rather expensive. But jamaisneutral tells me that if I want to dance I should dance. Which is really sweet of her as we don't have a lot of money laying around just waiting to be spent.
School3 doesn't even have the course we're looking for. And that calls itself a dance school. Tsk!
School4... ah wait there are only three schools in this city. Blah!

Oh, and in September I'm giving "start to run" my final try. If I don't succeed now I'm a big fat loser who needs to be severely punished by some bulky butch female fitness instructor. Hmmm.. that doesn't sound as bad as I thought it would. :D

I want to start eating a bit healthier so I feel more alive instead of sleepy all the time. All the diet and health freaks start with recording their eating habits for a week to see where there might be problems and it helps you think before you put stuff in your mouth. Everything that isn't water counts too e.g. sodas, juices, milk,... So I decided to do the same and bug you with it. Let me tell you, the result isn't pretty.

( food food food )

Conclusion:

I start and finish with food rather late.
I don't do breakfast, even when I get up at 8 instead of 11.
It seems that on most days I'm missing a meal too.
I'm not eating all that healthy. :S

It seems that my eating habits might be the problem for my sleepiness. So starting Monday I'll try and do breakfast. And have three meals a day.

On Saturday it was scorching hot. duvelman was so kind to invite us to his garden. He has grass, we don't, so the choice was easy! After reading in the sun for about three hours with intervals I looked like a lobster. "Yes", I'd used lotion and "no" no-one noticed anything until it was too late.
After a refreshing shower we went to the 'Lokerse Feesten' to see the Pet Shop Boys. In true tradition we argued in the car "en route" to the festival and we agreed that the next time I should drive instead of bitching about jamaisneutral's driving/parking abilities.
The concert was great minus one incident with some drunken prats. Drunk people are not fun!
On five hours of sleep (two for jamaisneutral) we went to Amsterdam. Due to some mix up about dates, we went to the aftermath of The Canal Pride instead of going to the real thing.
We met up with Dracorubio and went looking for shoes for Spikey, again strolled the streets of Amsterdam. We ended up at the afterparty of The Canal Pride.



There were some hot looking women, some scary men and hunky men but we were just really tired and didn't get to enjoy it too the max. :-(
And I must I've been really tired because I only took about thirty pictures and most of them sucked big time.

Right, that's enough of incohesive rambling.

Spoilers ahead throughout my entire post.


We were welcomed in the U.K. with buckets of rain. The first test for our newly purchased bag. Luckily for us it was waterproof. :-)
We arrived at the hotel and got our key from a cute trainee surrounded by arguing staff. Nice.
We dumped our stuff in our claustrofobic little room and headed for Sectus to meet madscot.

( Sectus )

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On Sunday we said goodbye to our Scottish friends and on Monday we welcomed Spikey. He had read the book online so Harry Potter was never far away. we scavenged the streets of London in search of the perfect shoes we didn't find and occasionally we went to see the sights.

I had a great time, although my feet hurt and I sleepwalked the whole day on Wednesday.

random remarks 'bout DH and London in general:
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Made it through the batch of photo's I took when I went to London. You can see them all here.

There will be a detailed update soon about our six day holiday in London. Currently I'm busy with the pics and reading The Book. And plucking cat hairs out of the sofa, making a decent meal (wink @ madscot), buying tons of HP related stuff on the internets because Sectus was on that part a big letdown and enjoying the car. My feet are currently supporting a blister the size of London.
Anyway, back to cleaning the house and cuddling the cats.

The last few days things got a bit crazy when it came to our holiday. After we had some trouble getting our train tickets for the Eurostar we jamaisneutral decided to e-mail the hotel we're staying at to confirm our booking. We got a mail back saying they didn't found our name, so "no we hadn't booked a room at their hotel. If we maybe could send some more info, sometimes the internet agencies book under their name..." jamaisneutral mailed all the info we had received and we waited patiently for an answer... that didn't came.
jamaisneutral then surfed to the site we booked our trip through reading aloud some answer on a FAQ: "when you have received an email confirming your booking you shouldn't be worrying, everything will be fine."
We both checked our accounts: nothing. At that point panic was starting to set in.
jamaisneutral ever the confident, serious, relaxed person decided to call the agency. And called again. And emailed. And emailed again.
It was nice and not at all nerve wrecking! hem hem.

But yesterday we got confirmation so we'll get to see [Bad username: Madscot"] and slashers and whine about how J.K. fucked up the last book. She will, I just know it. And after the Harry Potter convention I'll get to buy lovely all stars and relax in London's many parks. Yay!

As promised the recipe for making tiramisu. A bit later than promised, I know, but I've been busy panicking about our pending trip to London and things at work are getting crazy. Anyhow...

ingrediënts:

250 gr mascarpone
50 gr sugar
2 eggs
1 pacquet (10 gr) of vanilla sugar
2 boxes of boudoirs
coffee
amaretto
cocoa powder

( <b>how to work the magic:</b> )
Excuse my crap English but it isn't easy translating specific cooking processes. :-/ I hope all who wants to give this a try understand what I'm trying to say...

After eating way too much tiramisu made by Spikey I have decided to make my own today. After a tutorial by the master himself of course. My collegues will be my guineapigs tomorrow. Muhahaha. :-)
Well, let's hope they enjoy it...

Now, if you'll excuse me I'll go do the ironing until jamaisneutral gets home. Then she can take over while I prepare dinner for our friends tonight. I love to cook, can you tell?

Saturday I went to see Shrek 3 with jamaisneutral, Spikey, Ellen, E-freak and his boyfriend.
I don't like or dislike this third part. In my opinion this one is more about oneliners instead of a storyline but hey, it's still funny. And aren't those little ones extremely cute?!
After the film we went to this Cuban themed café as E-freak's BF was in the mood for mojito's. Minth isn't really my cup of tea so I had a delicious piña colada. Yum, pineapple! We got home around three o'clock.

On Sunday jamaisneutral and I had a family (in law) dinner on our to do list. Family dinner and way too much alcohol are like the bestest of friends cause you always see them together. Anyway, I enjoyed my shrimp croquettes and all the fruit and veggies that got dumped on my plate. I even had so much to eat I couldn't finish my delicious coupe fraise. I felt like I could explode at any moment.
That evening we went to Spikey to watch some Battlestar Galactica. He'd made tiramisu and I couldn't resist, so yes I looked like a stranded whale. Fat tummy! :D

So Werchter... You know I said there would be about 60.000 people to squash me?? Think again! +76.000 is more like it. But lets start at the beginning...

I won't tell you about the trip to Werchter. All I can say is it took us about 4 hours and jamaisneutral (the GF) and I didn't like each other very much when we finally got there.

We got in and went trough this lousy security check. Yes, lousy! I could have smuggled in tons of drugs, audiostuff and my lovely SonyA. Aaargh! After we got our wrist bands we decided to eat outside the festival. Surrounded by drunken Dutchmen I ate my chips. I even saw this guy waving his c*ck at me for several minutes. When I finally got over the shock I was too late to notify the GF who was truly disappointed. :D

( talking about Werchter some more )
Conclusion: We spent way too much money on food and drinks, I don't like crowds and I seem to have turned into some old lady who likes to bitch about things. :-)

Today the GF and I are going to Werchter. I can't bring SonyA so I had to pick up Ric at my mothers. I hope he does his best tonight!!

We really only went to this festival with way too many people on one meadow to see Mika but then he decided to cancel on us. Grmbl. But yes, we're still going 'cause we paid way too much money to cancel ourselves and I never went to Werchter before. It'll be an experience. I guess it is always an experience to be crushed by 60.000 people..

Anyway, if we ever get there (traffic jams of +/- 30 km around the damn festival town, parking space???) I'm sure I'll have a blast. It's music, it's the GF, it's fun!

But I'll miss SonyA for sure. *nods*