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janestarzListening to My Ruin, another one of Tommy’s cd’s. She has the most amazing collection I ever saw. But well, lets get down to business allright?
*drops the level of conversation*
I was busy all morning trying to wake up, painting window frames, going to the bank, buying flowers (for Merrick’s mom), shopping for food, getting paint samples etc. At 1 pm I rang Merrick and The Dreamwalkers’ door, and we went to get a cart. Which we hung behind their groovy antique Volkswagen Golf. (it reminds me of a car my dad had long ago…also a VW Golf, a bit older but still groovy). We drove to my old place where my dad was waiting. We hauled the bits and pieces to the cart and moved the last of the Janejunk to #2.
Then we returned the cart (it was cheaper than I expected…only 20 euro) and my father ended up staying for a while. He helped assemble my closet, bed, desk, computer, lamp…he was on a roll. So I’m typing out my portable LJ, drinking tea at my desk, sorting out my clothes and make-up, and most of all: enjoying my couch. Tonight I’ll have the pleasure of watching a movie and sleeping in my non-squeaking (it’d better not squeak) bed…delish!
Tomorrow I travel to Den Bosch, south that is, to see if I can offend some gristians by playing a female archbishop. No? How about a demon then? Not looking forward to Flevo, but I gotta go. It means 2 nights late sleep, on an airmatress in the midst of (don’t forget these!) revivalsongs…*shiver*.
Christina said there would be a second hand shop so I’ll check that out. Maybe I can buy some groovy clothes. For the rest: I plan on sleeping late, lounging in front of the tent, reading schoolstuff (got a re-run on that exam I failed this Wednesday) and, ah, yes. Perform, every once in a while. Maybe some meditation. A short fling? Oh, no, you’d have to marry.
I dug up my clothes, like a dress and a pyjama for it, but I still need to get hold of my script and my readingwork, which are all in some boxes somewhere. More unpacking to do. Tonight I watch ‘Meet Joe Black’ which has become a tradition to watch in new rooms. Last time the movie was interrupted by an eight legged freak (that, by the by, did not react to my shouting “GO AWAY!” so I doubt it would have responded to someone shouting “hey, spidey!”, but then again, I’m not holding a shotgun…). Have krupuk to go with nasi. Teehee. Yummmmm
*drops the level of conversation*
I was busy all morning trying to wake up, painting window frames, going to the bank, buying flowers (for Merrick’s mom), shopping for food, getting paint samples etc. At 1 pm I rang Merrick and The Dreamwalkers’ door, and we went to get a cart. Which we hung behind their groovy antique Volkswagen Golf. (it reminds me of a car my dad had long ago…also a VW Golf, a bit older but still groovy). We drove to my old place where my dad was waiting. We hauled the bits and pieces to the cart and moved the last of the Janejunk to #2.
Then we returned the cart (it was cheaper than I expected…only 20 euro) and my father ended up staying for a while. He helped assemble my closet, bed, desk, computer, lamp…he was on a roll. So I’m typing out my portable LJ, drinking tea at my desk, sorting out my clothes and make-up, and most of all: enjoying my couch. Tonight I’ll have the pleasure of watching a movie and sleeping in my non-squeaking (it’d better not squeak) bed…delish!
Tomorrow I travel to Den Bosch, south that is, to see if I can offend some gristians by playing a female archbishop. No? How about a demon then? Not looking forward to Flevo, but I gotta go. It means 2 nights late sleep, on an airmatress in the midst of (don’t forget these!) revivalsongs…*shiver*.
Christina said there would be a second hand shop so I’ll check that out. Maybe I can buy some groovy clothes. For the rest: I plan on sleeping late, lounging in front of the tent, reading schoolstuff (got a re-run on that exam I failed this Wednesday) and, ah, yes. Perform, every once in a while. Maybe some meditation. A short fling? Oh, no, you’d have to marry.
I dug up my clothes, like a dress and a pyjama for it, but I still need to get hold of my script and my readingwork, which are all in some boxes somewhere. More unpacking to do. Tonight I watch ‘Meet Joe Black’ which has become a tradition to watch in new rooms. Last time the movie was interrupted by an eight legged freak (that, by the by, did not react to my shouting “GO AWAY!” so I doubt it would have responded to someone shouting “hey, spidey!”, but then again, I’m not holding a shotgun…). Have krupuk to go with nasi. Teehee. Yummmmm
