Fun on Friday (4)

A month ago, I failed my drivers exam (remember?), but I will give it another try in 3 weeks. I have taken extra lessons, but I really need some more practice...

 

Mumble

This morning, I had an appointment with the dentist. A broken filling had to be replaced. Nothing special, I break fillings on a regular basis, cause I'm a clencher. I don't grind my teeth in my sleep, but I clench my jaws when I'm stressed out or thinking to deep. My dentist tried to forbid me to think or stress, but that did not work out ;-D ... The procedure started as usual: local anaesthetic, tampon, a bit of chatting till the numbness in my tong/lips made talking impossible, drilling... and then - instead of the normal next step: application of filling - I heard the dentist say: "Hmmm". He called his assistant, she replied with another: "Hmmm". So I went:"Hmmm???". Apparently, below the broken filling, caries had already affected the tooth. Which meant... (drums, please)... Root canal! Before coffee!

An hour after I walked in, I left the practice. With one stretched, sagging corner of my mouth, a deep-cleaned and fast-filled tooth, an appointment to finish up and a prescription for pain killers.

I have just taken one of the pain killers: I don't feel pain, I am very relaxed and I can't think straight anymore... Sounds like I found THE solution against the jaw-clenching ;-D

 

Confessions of a sleepy head

My Love has a summer job. You might think this is a good thing - more money, more quality time between me and my computer - but it is not...
He has to be at work at 7.30 AM, hence: get out of bed at 6:30 AM. (Have I ever told you, that My Love is definitely not a morning person - as morning starts before noon...) Hence: for the past couple of days, I have kicked him out of bed at 6:45 AM, drank coffee and had breakfast with him, kissed and waved him goodbye and started my day. Early. Do constructive stuff, like sending out resumes, cleaning, laundry... Till it hit me. Hard. OMG: I sound like a freaking house wife!!!
Time for action:
This morning, I went back after the kicking, coffee and kissing routine and only woke up half an hour ago. Nice. I will be having breakfast at noon. Nice. No constructive stuff today, I'll be in the park. Tanning, drinking lemonade and reading magazines. Nice...

 

Summertime

"Mum, the sky has a really funny colour today... No shade of gray, anyway."
"It's called blue, dear."
"Is this the 'blue sky' I've read so much about? "
"Yes, dear, it is!"
"Wow...."
(...)
"Mommy, mommy!"
"What, dear?"
"I saw a giant golden ball at the horizon. It's bright and shining... my eyes hurt. Is it a meteorite? Are we going to die?!"
"No, sweetie, the thing is called 'sun'"
"What?"
"The sun, and it's a good thing - at least, that's what I remember about it. It's been a while, since I've last seen it. I must have been your age..."

 

Poetry from prison

Apparently, "Saddam Hussein is spending his time in solitary confinement writing poetry, gardening, reading the Qur'an and snacking on American muffins and cookies. One of his poems is about his arch-enemy George Bush".(source)

Too bad the Iraqi human rights minister, who visited him last Saturday, had "no time to read (the poem)", but I bet it would be somewhat similar to this one:

"Polls drop, keep filling Bush with dread.
Disaster is seen; his lies harpooned, with more troops dead.
Lyin' still is he.
Through... poll levers, gonna stop his reign; Bush is waning.
Vote while you're free.
A war criminal, he..."
(to the melody of "Raindrops keep falling on my head")

Maybe Boot Newt is only a pseudonym...

 

Walk this way

Yes, I have done it!

I walked "Nijmegen" for the 14th time. I -as a woman - am allowed to walk 40 a day in order to receive a medal, yet I walked 50 kilometers a day, with the men. For the first time, as a challenge. It was tough, but I loved it! Pro: More space to walk my own pace, less crowded, more attention of men ;-D. Con: the 'extra 10 km' loops - compared to "the 40" - we had to walk: very little people at the side of the road, very boring. Normally - read: along the 40 route - the crowd is the perfect distraction from pain (muscle-ache, blisters, knees). They clap and cheer and support the walkers. I was happy that I took my walk man with me, cause sometimes it was so boring that only the music on the radio to kept me going. Very con: the starting time: 4 AM!!! Which meant I had to get up at 2:45 AM. A quarter to three in the morning! Normally I go to bed at that time.
No blisters, no painful muscles, but the weather was the biggest problem: typical Dutch summer days. Day 1: sun and rain; day 2: fog, sun, rain, thunderstorm; day 3: fog, sun, tropical heath; day 4: thunderstorm, rain, sun, tropical heath... Anyway: I made it. 4927 others - of 44638 people who started the first day - did not make it to the finish.

ps. Yes, I know I promised daily updates, yet there was no internet-facility at the place I stayed and I was to tired to go out and find one.

 

Walk on

I am off the Nijmegen, to participate in the Four Day Marches... I will be walking 50 km per day, so wish me luck. Off course I will try to find a place to log and tell you all about the pain, the horror, the blisters and the fun. Have a nice week!

 

Sunday morning feeling (2):

... Or more a case of disaster tourism: stroll around the neighbourhood and check out - read: take pictures of - the damage caused by yesterday's storm...

 

After the party...

Sun - future funk with Roog and Tom Stephan - beer - cool decoration - kissing in the Ferris wheel - My Love's Japanese genes - old friends - chilling at the beach - fruit - hugs'n'kisses - good old Remy pumped up tha bass - hotdog - beer - scary clouds - gales - find shelter in the bar - rain - solidarity - plastic ponchos - overflowing toilets - meeting point - sun again - audiobullys - techno - lots of love - Steve Rachmad and Cari Lekebush - fireworks - one last p - tired - find the car - drive home - sleep now - smile - photo's....

 

Party!

I'm off to Extrema Outdoor, the BEST dance party of the year! And... the sun IS shining!!! Later...

 

Two turntables and a laptop

My Love has two passions (three, if you include me, yet I think my place is behind the two): dj-ing and computers. And now he has found a way too combine them... and I have definately dropped off his list! Native Traktor DJ studio 2 the evil-doer is called... The "ultimate tool for advanced dj mixing" can be translated to: "your Love will be behind YOUR computer all till past the wee-hours, sleep till midmorning and return to the computer - that has been downloading new music in the meantime... " I can only acces the computer when he's asleep, yet I had to promise I did not terminate the downloading...

What's the thing with 'men and computers'?

 

It's a small world after all

Thanks to Punkey's follow-up game, a friend from way back - when I still had long hair, no tatoos and no degree - has found me. Fun.
Let's have a beer, Djasp!

 

Weblogtellen

De aanstichter was Punkey en 34 35 logs later ben ik "m"...


Dankzij
32: Bareuh
33: Onverklaarbaarbewoond
34: Kekness
35: Maosan

(met hulp van Highfly)

Who's next?

 

OMG

How pathetic is this:

"The British sitcom 'Are You Being Served?' faces being toned down or even axed because of the double entendre jokes, reports The Sun. Typical lines from the 30-year-old show set in a department store include Molly Sugden as Mrs Slocombe, saying: "It's a wonder I'm here at all. My pussy got soaking wet. I had to dry it out in front of the fire." The moral clampdown follows Janet Jackson's nipple-revealing performance at the 2004 Superbowl."

Have they gone back to Victorian prudence?! The average American child will witness over 200,000 acts of violence on television including 16,000 murders before age 18 (source), yet Mrs Slocombe gets banned?!

 

Frankenstein

Hi! I am Dory, Solly's computer. My memory is very bad. I keep forgetting stuff... Today I am getting a bigger and better brain. Cool, huh?!
(...)
Who are you? Do I know you? What are you doing here? Are you following me around? Go away!
(...)
Hi! I am Dory, Solly's computer. My memory is very bad. I keep forgetting stuff... Today I am getting a bigger and better brain. Cool, huh?!
(...)

 

Four weddings and a handbag

I have to shop today. For a new outfit. Or three. (By the way: not the shop-aholic "have to", but the "I don't like to do it, but there are several reasons why I- have to"). I have a big party on Saturday, the Four Day Marches next week and a wedding next month. (No, not mine. My brother-in-law's wedding - technically: My Love's brother's wedding, 'cause were not married. Yet.) Anyway, this means I need three different pants, 4 tops (one spare), shoes, earrings, ... And a new handbag. I don't like to buy clothes - they never sell what I like - but I like - no, love, no, crave - to buy handbags. To make sure that I return with 3 outfits and only one handbag, and not the other way around, I take my friend Elle with me. She likes - no, loves, no, craves - clothes, not handbags. We neutralise each others' addictions...

 

Controversy

Dave Kopel claims to have found 59 deceits in Michael Moore ´s controversial movie Farenheit 911... Even if this is true, the movie remains a very powerful statement against the Bush administration, yet Moore does lose a (tiny?) bit of his credibility...

 

Sporting is bad for your body!

Friday-night I discovered I don't fit into my favorite party-pants anymore. I can't pull them higher than halfway up my thighs. Apparently, my thighs have grown bigger in the past couple of months.
I am shocked. I am puzzled. How could this have happened? I do Pilates, I am walking a lot - 40 km every Saturday... I have a six-pack, a waist, my body is sculpted, it's just the thighs.

I mentioned this little drama to my dad, while we were halfway our weekly 40 km walk - walking this distance takes about 6.5 hours, so you talk a lot, about anything: serious stuff, fun stuff, I know about his life and work, he knows everything about my life, my friends, their lives... He looked at me and laughed. I told him, that it was not funny. Now I have to buy new pants or consider Reduce-Fat-Fast or liposuction! He said: "You walk a lot more often and further than you did before. Have you ever considered the fact that with long-distance walking you increase the muscular tissue in your legs. Especially in the calves, upper-legs, thighs and lower-bum. .."

*sigh* That's why I never sported: unwanted side-effects...

 

Fun on Friday (3)

Get that aggression out of your system: it's almost weekend! Try to Shoot Billy!!!

 

Demolition bird

Porgy, sweety, birdy... You could have just told me, you did not like my new lamp...
Now I can add 'bright coloured refurbishing and home decoration tools' to the advertisement ;-)

 

Vogue

Ten minutes before closing-time, I stormed into the shop. No need to cut in line - and take my rightful position in the hierarchy - , the other clients were just looking around. I walked up to the counter, and ordered: "Half a pound of Milano and half a pound of Santos, medium-coarsely grinded for the Krups Espresso machine". The man behind the counter looked impressed. I waited impatiently, while he prepared my order. I paid and rushed out, leaving behind the looks of admiration from the other - obviously inexperienced - clients.

Around the corner of the coffee-roasting house, I burst out laughing. No idea what I just ordered: I had just memorised the shopping list of a desperate coffee-connoisseur... With the right attitude, you can fool the world. Strike a pose, there's nothing to it!

 

Dinner and a movie

"Lets do something romantic tonight"
Just like that, completely out of the blue, this line left my mouth. Boredom off course, nothing on TV, finished the dishes, me on the sofa, Love behind the computer.

"Sure, what do you wanna do?" he replied. Stunned by the fact he actually wanted to leave the rattling machine for a couple of hours, I needed a minute to think. "A movie?" I suggested, not straying to far from the 'watching coloured things moving on a screen'-theme that has kept us busy for the past 3 weeks. "Which one, then?" Oh, oh. 7.30 PM, movies start at 8 or 8:15 PM. Only 15 minutes to decide. Normally, we need about three hours. It's the usual - couple - dilemma: rom-com or a thriller. The solution: compromise. In turns. So, what did we watch last time? Think, Solly, think! Troy? No, that was with the girls...
"Shrek"
"What?", I say absent-minded, puzzled by the funny noise My Love appears to be making, yet occupied with remembering movies I watched lately.
"Shrek , Two, the movie!" (I can almost hear the 'doh!' and 'you stupid woman!')

So we went out to watch Shrek 2. Not your standard romantic movie, but I can definitely recommend it for a date. We laughed throughout the film. A lot. We giggled our way back home. We kissed...

 

Public announcement

First of all: I have too much to do to write a proper post now. Laundry, shopping, coffee with mum... Secondly: I have no idea what to write about. Euro 2004 is over - Greece is European Champion against all odds... Le Tour has started, but I aint gonna write about a bunch of cycling guys...

So, post a topic in the comment-thingy, come back later today to see if and what I wrote, in the meantime: check out these party-pics.

Hush, shoo! Get back to work!

 

A legend lost

Marlon Brando died...

 

Surplus

My Love and I live together. Officially since 3.5 years. Actually since the start of our relationship, 6.3 years ago. 2.5 years ago, my Love decided to return to school. ("Perfect" timing: I just finished uni and was ready to enjoy the luxurious life of a double income... Not!) Anyway, because his school was in another town - 2 hours travel away - and he had to start at 8:30 AM rather often - my Love is definitely not a morning person - he decided to rent a tiny apartment there. He only stayed there (maximum) 3 days of the week, and the 'pied-a-terre" came in quite handy when we wanted to party in the "Big City". He sublet the apartment, when he was in Delhi and returned to it 3, 2, 1 night a week for the remainder of this semester.

The semester finished, only one internship and the writing of his thesis to go. My Love decided to terminate the tenancy of the apartment. Yesterday we went over there to empty the apartment. We decided to incorporate the stuff - furniture, books - he collected there during his stay there, into our house. Bad idea. Two television sets can be handy, but what on earth do I need TWO waterboilers, TWO microwaves, FOUR beds and THREE couches for?!

 

Deja-vu

Portugal vs Greece...

I bet no one expected the final of Euro 2004 to be similar with the first match...

 

Those were the days...

Today used to be the date that I personally considered to be the start of summer holidays. "Goodbye school /uni /fieldwork/ offshore; Hello 6 weeks of absolute freedom!"

Not this year. This first of July brings depressed people and crappy weather.