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Ik heb geen flauw idee waarom ik wakker ben. Heb de kat terug in de keuken gelaten, onbijt tafel gedekt, de verwarming aangestoken en nu zit ik nou maar eventjes Moscow Chill en A Crime te downloaden. Iedereen heeft een beetje Norman Reedus nodig in z'n leven.

Het weer vandaag ziet er niet bepaald aantrekkelijk uit, dus blijf ik maar lekker binnen, met twee heel actieve katten.

I've now got 'tante Marie' (my mother's aunt) with her husband in a nice frame, and I'd like great uncle Prosper to join them, but he's disappeared!

Long story short, I've got a few old family photographs that don't fit in your regular-sized modern frames. I'm extremely anal about cutting the originals to size as well. I finally found a frame during a sale (and stupidly enough, only bought one, shame on me) and it's a perfect fit. But I've lost Prosper Orban's pic. :(

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My grandfather took that picture of him. ANYWAY ... My room is a black hole. But I learned that my grandfather had six siblings. Now that finally might explain my fascination with creating large families in my games, wouldn't it? (Mom originally had err ... five siblings.) And I have a Victor in the family, as well as a Louis. No Lucien. I really will have to call my kid that.

But! Mom had an auntie Lucille. She looked like a blond version of Clara Bow. It's awesome. But hm, I think the Orbans have very strong genes as well. I swear I see myself in Prosper. I could show my dad a picture of my sister or myself as a toddler, and he'll mistake us for Tristan.

Rambling because I really have nothing better to do and I can't fall asleep, despite only getting like, five hours of sleep last night.

How to write a bad novel.


LMAO, I died reading this.

To post before Tuesday:

- Lori (DP)
- Rex (DP, standalone? In search for the perfect dress to surprise Zosia with)
- Alekto (DP, waiting on Invidia)
- Todd (CR)
- Todd (CR)

To tag :

- Pandora (Gideon)
- Micah (Gideon)
- Zosia (Lori)
- Jozzy (Wyatt)
- Jozzy (Rex)

It's been a long day. I'm more relieved over the fact that my hair still looks good, than over being home. Went to Tristan's class representation after I got home. (Fuck, the Gods always piss on me, don't they? It didn't stop raining.) Met a Somalian guy on the bus - he was a hoot and a half. Swapped phone numbers.

Bought Bruce Springsteen's latest album. Slowly building my 'respectable' CD collection. Also trying to figure out which ones to buy again on CD. I think U2's unforgettable fire is definitely one of them.

And I discovered that I have my great grandmother's nose. It's nice to figure these things out, no? Should probably ask around if there's a photo in existence that shows her when she was younger. Doubt it, though. Getting the feeling I look like her in more ways than just my nose. So far, everyone has her nose (mom, uncle, Tristan, me), with exception my sister and grandmother. (And God, does my sister look like my grandma. Sometimes, that realization kind of hurts.)

If you can, you ought to check out 'Misfits'. Love it.

I will now leave you with one of my favorite songs.

I am in an incredibly bad mood right now. Actually, have been like that since Wednesday. Been avoiding AIM. This may have escalated slightly after looking through +2000 job ads and only finding a handful of likely candidates.

Sooo I've been trying to cheer myself up by playing Asguaard. You got to me be kidding me. I have to carry a fucking baby unicorn around now? So tempted to start all over again.

God, Rush Hour is such an addictive game. Glad that I shelled out the money to finally get it. <3 <3. Mom is going to get me Safari Rush Hour for Christmas. <3. Fuckin' A.

Liz, do you happen to have links to DM's Songs of faith and devotion? Pretty nice please? (I keep asking for this, don't I?)

I'm running behind on my tags again. Oops? However Nathan's application is this close to being finished (only training and sample left to do) and I'll be so glad if it is. I have a beer waiting for me to celebrate it and then I can focus on my tags with ease. And my hair is still pretty. The first wash after a new dye job is always so fucking terrifying, but it looks better now. A wonderful deep red. Wearing perfume to match, of course.

And did you know that plasma can be made from heating up any gas up to 20,000 degrees Celcius? I didn't. This is how much science I had in school. Instead I had biology and learned about genetics in cats. What a hoot.

Cleo suddenly screeched last night, scaring the bejeesus out of me. It really looks like this is going to be a cat who just doesn't meow. Waking up some more here before tackling my leftover tags. And then I really have to go and do some other RL stuff.

Left to do @ ~hellevuur: Physical Description, Magical Abilities, Weaponry / Training, Character Sample. Revise Personality and History a wee bit, too. Nathan, why do you have to be so difficult? You know I luffs you. Also need to work on wanted ads for my characters.

I also need to add new icons into my DW account. I forget how much icons a free account gets now - 15? But I've still got six months to worry about that. Need a new layout too. This one is not cutting it.

Tomorrow, I have to go buy presents behind Tristan's back - undoubtedly, my mom is trying to get me to practice for later, when I have kids of my own? Oh, Sinterklaas, you're going to effin' ruin my bank account again.

I am reading through one of my old LJ's and am utterly amazed at how much I lied. Lying, twisting or bending the truth, making things sound worse than they seem or just plainly exaggerating about things ... And don't forget my whining. That's still ever-present, I'd say. But I've matured, a little bit. I've gotten a whole lot more boring, that's a given. I'm just plain lost when it comes to finding my way in life. Compared to my old entries, my English's improved with leaps and bounds.

I'm not proud of the shit I've pulled online. There's a lot I still wish I could take back. Hm. And I wish I was back to my old weight. Fit in about an UK size 8 back then. Will have to work on that.

(1): What celebrity do you associate me with?
(2): If I was a villian who would I be?
(3): What song reminds you of me?
(4): If I was a color what would I be?
(5): Describe me in THREE words.
(6): What movie reminds you of me?
(7): What BAND/ARTIST reminds you of me?
(8): If I was a super-hero who would I be?
(9): Would you ever punch me?
(10): Would you ever date me?
(11): Quick, what number am I?

I possibly ate spoiled curry sauce. We'll see if I'm still alive tomorrow. Damn you, dateless jars.

Not that you can really tell from looking at this picture. :p

I don't think I can stay up for much longer. Did fight a migraine and dizziness for most of the day, but managed to go out to the shops for an hour or two to get some quick shopping in before stores close tomorrow. (National holiday here.) Splurged on some chocolate, because I craved it. Ate a few bites, Mom can have the rest of it.

I just really need sleep, and then work on applications. Had to choose between Nathan and Nadya. Chose Nathan, because I just don't play girls all that well. And that makes six and I've reached my limit. I think I could do with not joining another game for now, unless certain people point me into a certain direction.

Gonna crash now. Ugh. Feel horrible.

I think I'm finally cracking under the pressure of my Murdock muse who demands that I vid him with the song 'I go to extremes'. I personally don't know of a better song to suit him. So, I'll be watching season one and two A-Team videos over the past few days, and just hope that Windows Video Maker behaves.

I just finished watching Jennifer's Body, and you know what? It wasn't all that bad. I expected Megan Fox's acting skills to be much, much worse. I think I might just buy this one on DVD.

I forgot how cold it gets in my room with all that chilliness creeping in from the garage, even with the radiator working its ass off. And this new shampoo - definitely not liking what it did to my hair. I look like a failed poodle!

Caught Cleo trying to run off with my Ferrero Rocher. She tried to make off with the basket of mussels too, as well as my Vicks cough drops. Hah. What a bad little thief. Start small, sweet love of mine.

While I have some major junk food cravings (it's been at least a year since my last burger on a bun) I am hoping my parents won't go today. I'll fall asleep on my way there, I'm sure. Major props to Lori for keeping me amused today.

Young!Rex is not leaving my head with his cute awkwardness and nervous ramblings. My, my, how characters can change in due time.

7 PM needs to come already. I'm running on caffeine and am going to crash harrrrrrrrrrrrd.

Can I die now please?

Foggy, dizzy, hot, cold.

I'm having a strange week.

My sister finally bought a dog, a something something something mix. (It's one of those dogs who look eternally sad, that much I can tell you. Probably a great Dane mix with a Collie.) His name is ... Cheap. (Oy vey. Such a horrendous name.) Poor little thing; neither my sister or the brother-in-law could actually take care of their own dogs, so I wonder what will become of this one.

As for me, I'm not ready to deal with dogs yet. Gypsy was my dog: until she got too old to climb the stairs, she slept on my bed. I shared plenty with that bundle of love and I'm not sure I'm ready to share it with another dog yet. But, on the other hand, I'm sure that when I see the right puppy, I'll go for it.

Cleo, keeps breaking everything since she's now discovered *gasps* windowsills. Hilarious. Dad will clean up her mess in one room, and she'll break something else in another room, while Stella gives me that 'I didn't do it' look. I heart both of them so much. Steven and Anne-Lise remain afraid of Stella and call her a bitch. Not my fault she'll try to claw their eyes out - she don't do it with me! And she doesn't behave that way with any other stranger that comes to the house, so how badly exactly, was she treated at their house? It definitely begs the question, don't it?

Applying for Merrick Mayfair and Daniel Molloy over at a community whose name I can't spell right now. Quite looking forward to that. I've always loved to play Daniel.

Finally feeling a bit better. Managed to shake that 'I'll faint any second' feeling. Might go back to bed soon since nobody's on, but first, I'll reply to Micah. I'll have to do that later.