Weetniet

- write a review for a website of this horrid book I read. I'm looking forward to trashing the book, but on the other hand I don't want to waste any more time on the damn thing than I already did.

- need to finish some of the artwork from the kids at work so I can hang it on the wall for all parents to see. I hate glueing but hey, it needs to be done. I haven't had them painting for nothing. :-)

- I promised jamaisneutral to make some PSB icons to make up for all the time I spend with my current obsession: Marija Serifovic. But I like trying new things so looking forward to that one!

- Oh, and I want to make some Marija icons too. :D

- and I want to finish rereading Sierra City. You got to love them trashy lesbian books! :-)

- and I want to review Marija's songs. And I will *kick* the dude that keeps interupting 'beze tebe'!! Damn you!! Such a beautiful ballad interupted by this booming voice. Grmbl!!

1) The cats are on a diet. They are now totally crazy. Every single time The Sweetie or I enter the kitchen they jump at us. They bite my toes. Yes I walk barefoot, even in winter. And they scratch at my hands when I'm trying to get their plates down. And do you want to know the worst part? I don't even know if they lost any weight 'cause we don't have a balance!

2) The boiler is broken. No hot water. In order to wash my hair and shave my legs and stuff I had to drag a bucket several times up the stairs. (we have this mini boiler in the kitchen) And yes I need to take a bath to shave myself. When I do it with cold water or at the sink I get goosebumps all over and that's not something you want when you have a razor going at it. Unfortunately the little kitchenthingie can't handle large quantities of hot water. Resorting in a bath with very little water. I got to wash my hair. But I still got goosebumps. Blood all over the place. Oh and I managed to cut myself on a bottle. More blood. Grmpf!

3) A friend of mine moves to Hong Kong with her new BF. I'm busy writing her a story starring her and the rest of the handball team in this maffia story. Quite fun actually.

4) This Sunday The Sweetie and I are three years together. She has something in store for me. I don't like surprises: I just want to know everything! And receive it immediately! But I have to wait. Not happy about that.

5) Still don't have a job.

6) I'm sick.

7) I feel the urge to rant at several people or things that annoy me but I won't.

Four days in a list.

Thursday (one tends to miss in days when one is extremely tired)
- ...
- Two persons of the delegation were sick and got replaced. The sick ones were the ones who spoke English rather good. They got replaced by the non-English speaking kind.
- Luckily for me there was one person left who spoke understandable English and understood all the words I said to him. The coaches understood some of the things I said and the teachers of the ladies only spoke and understood nothing but Hungarian.
- The hotel was in the French speaking part of Belgium. Very difficult two switch between languages all the time ("Frenglish is not a language.", D.E.B.S.)
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Four days in a list.

Friday

- Pick up the Hungarian team from the airport. I sit alone on a bus from Kortrijk to Charleroi with a man with shorts, sandals and white socks. He talks about the flowers and the bees but "there's someone listening, he can't talk freely". Too free to me but hey that's just me. He gets credit for not pulling a face or asking stupid questions when I answered: "My GIRLfriend is a psychologist".
- Two persons of the delegation were sick and got replaced. The sick ones were the ones who spoke English rather good. They got replaced by the non-English speaking kind.

As I was typing this list it all got deleted somehow. Probably my own tired fault. The above is all that is left. I'll get back to you tomorrow. Right now I am tired and sad.
Must watch D.E.B.S. again to get in happy mood.

Had a true Duvelman weekend. Friday night we watched "The Office" series 1.
Saturday night he came accompanied by Bietje to beg The Sweetie to "duck" the night away. Don't ask.
Sunday afternoon, after an enlightening MSN conversation with Baloo, he was supposed to come and show us his swimsuit. He came but left his swimgear in the car. Tsk! We were all very disappointed. But that was a bit compensated by our conversation about the blood/meat theory. :-)

As said: Baloo came by Sunday afternoon. He brought cake with him. Yay! Less yay if you know the gym was closed for some time and I didn't go for a run or anything but hey who's complaining? My jeans is!


Random tralala
Bad news for the ones who were looking forward for yet another fantastic show of Les Mysteres de Moustaches: the show is canceled. Not our fault. Maybe next year?

I totally agree with Dykes and the City on hidden tracks. I was listening to 't hof van commerce's "oei gin Vlams verstaet" when the track ended and there was silence. No happy skipping to the next cool song but... silence. And then to make things much, much, MUCH worse: after the silence DJ 44 went crazy and started to rap with this stupid non West-Flemish accent. Dear DJ you are supposed to dj not sing; shut up!

It's a beautiful sunny day and I stayed indoors to read The Earth's Children book three. I'm addicted although I know everything as I already read the books three times.

Talking about addiction: I'm addicted to Flickr. Especially as more and more people comment on my pics and some even count a few pictures as a favourite. Which is cool and kind of scary. I always liked taking pictures and now people I don't know think their good enough to be in their favourites.

And finally last but not least: very big hugs to Madscot!!! *HUUUUUUUGS*

I made two cakes in three days. You might think: "scary!", but don't worry, they didn't work out. Ok, one sticked to the thingie I prepared it in. *g* And I took the other too soon out of the oven. I was hungry! But they both tasted great so that's an improvement! Oh and thank you (The) Girlfriend for the recipe!

In the past five days I've seen D&tC, The Girlfriend, Baloo, Duvelman and some form of Madame F. It's been a few very blogfilled days without actual blogging. :-)

I've started a collection. I'm not sure how I'm going to name it yet but it contains my jewelery from Boris and a tie from Helmut. If I keep bumping into those sweet gentlemen I might even consider becoming one of them using all the props I've collected. ;-)

I'm running out of ideas concerning easily prepared meals. If someone has any recipes lying around, don't hesitate to post them in the comments! No onions or meat, thanks!

I didn't get the job I applied for because "at this stage" they were selecting people with experience in that specific section. I don't have experience with children who have a behavioural disorder but I sure ain't getting it if nobody lets me. You said in the interview that I gave all the right answers. And I lived in one house with my brother for over 18 years. Doesn't that mean a thing? Tsk!

Wish list:

- The L word season 1&2 on DVD
- Bad Girls season 6 on DVD (now for sale @ 't verschil!)
- this digital camera (*sigh* I really, really want it!!)
- too many books to mention (or maybe I should get a library pass???)
- get my "stones" looking like a garden (without flowers I'm allergic too)
- new sports shoes (my knees, ankles and the soles of my feet are killing me!)
- a job (I have a written exam tomorrow *scared*)
- hairless cats or ones that don't lose their hair (genetic-manipulation-mutants-what-ever where are you when I need you??

Things I don't like:

- the fact that I can't sleep at night. It's becoming a real problem. I'm getting splitting headaches and that twitching eye thing. Oh and last night I saw everything double. Great.

- the fact that the soles of my feet got burned while running around barefooted.

- the fact that some people think I'm an idiot.

- the fact that I don't have a driver's license. And that I'm fuckin' scared of a stupid test.

- the fact that both my grandfather's have Vlaams Behang sympathies.

- the fact that I don't have any money to go to Pride on the 25th.

- the fact that I have to clean every fuckin' day to keep the allergies away.

- the fact that our new neighbors have started to remodel their house today. Oh and they keep harassing me with all kinds of stupid questions and they come and tell me they've managed to break something. Great, I can hear that. Idiots! Oh and they think they might have damaged something of ours. WTF?!? *checks* No you morons everything's ok on this side. Grmmbl.

To be... a dentist?
Influence: the dentist that handled my braces for eight years. Yes she was very very cute!
age: 8-1O
action: I studied very hard for biology lessons. For the test about teeth I got 10/10.
anecdote(s): All my friends declared me crazy when I said I wanted to become a dentist. They talked about non-brushed teeth and hurting people. I just didn't care, I wanted to work @ my idol's place!

To be... a Power Ranger?
Influence: Tv series "The Power Rangers"
age: 1O-11
action: I saved the world several times during breaks at school. I trained two months with my friends during summer holidays. I built a secret hiding place with booby-traps around it.
anecdote(s): We always made my younger brother play one of the girls.

( More To be.... )

My tattoo is starting to show its true shape...

No fitness today. Spike called it off. Tsk quitter! ;-) But we're going to see Batman begins instead. Whiii!!

There is a job in a GB of which I'm certain I can get. The question is: do I want it? As you all know (or don't know) I've already worked a year in a Carrefour and it was so exciting I decided to go back to school. Still miss certain people though..

The house looks like a war zone and I really really don't feel like cleaning.

I'm having trouble falling asleep, again.

My bronchitis isn't any better, on the contrary.

crap crap crap crap____I guess I'm feeling a little....crappy. :-)

I have a few principles/things that people seem to find weird.

1. I don't do birthday cards. I hate writing a lot of crap e.g. "happy birthday!!", "may you get this or that or whatever". Yuk! I hate it, I truly do. So I don't write them. A few of my friends in high school didn't speak to me for days when I "forgot" their birthday. Their loss.

2. I only drink when I'm thirsty. I'm not often thirsty. I don't even drink the required liter a day. So now The Sweetie asks me every single day how much I had to drink and sometimes I just have to say: "nothing". So she makes me drink stuff.

3. I only eat when I'm hungry. Which means that when I go to sleep and think about what I've had to eat I have to say: "oops I forgot to eat". Or when it's 22.OO and I feel hungry I start to cook an entire meal.

4. I prefer children's book above "grown ups" because I can relate more with the characters in those then the fucked up ones in the other ones. Yes also with the ones that see magic things and go on adventures. Every day I take at least one adventure in my head. I can see whole islands, smell a thousand different flowers, and talk to people I have never met.

5. I have three cats although I'm allergic to them. And yes I yell at them and call them killer hair balls, I punish them and I sometimes talk about getting rid of them. But I do love them and I wouldn't want to miss them for the world.


So yes some people think I'm weird or even fucked up and guess what: I do care but I love to do like I don't.

There are a few options to finally find a new job.

1. I could go back to police school/become a fire fighter like my father and his father before him.

2. Go to the VDAB and talk them into giving me tuition money. For my truck driver's license or to study for nurse as they need like a thousand of them starting from TODAY. Oh or I could go back to college and finish my A1. (But I don't want to take any tests anymore!!! I have issues. I freak and forget everything the moment they shove those stupid questions under my nose)

3. Go back to my old factory work or to my old job in the Carrefour that I left to go back to school.

4. Finally get my driver's license although I don't want to drive a car. I do want to drive a bus/truck/motorbike. :-) And with that stupid license I can apply for an extra ten jobs. Wahey.

5. Start my own daycare center. Yes I realize I don't have any money. Shut up! Oh and The Pigie is totally against it. Tsk!

6. Do absolutely nothing of the above and just get pregnant. I could become a full time mum. Yeah right. Like I don't need tons of money to do that. *sigh*

Today I had to:
- re-pierce my piercing. Didn't know that gristle heals that fast. Auw.
- clean up the remains of the scratch pole. The cats are killing it. Bits and pieces all over the kitchen. Grrrr.
- clean up cat puke. Yuk!
- hear endless horny miauws. Grrrr shut up!
(- kill the cats because they get on my nerves)
- go and babysit a six day old baby and her 18 months old sister. They were both asleep.
- pick up some pictures. Our Wall Project grows as we speak.
- do the dishes, we were running out of plates.
- vacuum. I didn't do it yesterday and ended up red-eyed and sneezing all evening.

-more flags seen here
-less fags and a heterosexual
-loads of food
-Pisang, Pasoa, Champagne, coke light and sparkling water :-)
-score sheets (results seen below)
-I've seen a live weenie *g*
-and a lot of dancing afterwards. I've been held rather close by one of our fags. I think I was straight during it, loved it. :-)

The official ESC top ten:
1.Greece
2.Malta
3.Romania
4.Israel
5.Latvia
6.Moldova
7.Servia&Montenegro
8.Switzerland
9.Norway
10.Denmark
( More top ten's behind cut )

I saw a variety of male chesthair. The kind that needs cutting and a serious remodeling course and the sweet cuddly rug kind. Yes I saw chesthair and it didn't freak me out.

I heard Bavada and Chick with their choir give the best of themselves. I loved their translation of Bohemian Rhapsody and Man on the moon. Loved some of the sketches but was filled with disbelieve when they mentioned Italy participating in Eurovision. They didn't even bothered to do some research! Tssk! :-)



Ps: sileas I played death to fall asleep but it just freaked me out. I started imaging that I was locked up alive in a coffin. I had to get out and I knocked jamaisneutral a black eye.... :-)

Two days at sea got me:
- my own copy of Animal Crossing
- no more headaches
- a story
- a craving to move near the sea, further into "The Foreign Country" as some would call it...
- some pics


Still can't sleep at night, but when I do I am not having Nightmares so that's ok, I think.