Why oh Why
Nov. 2nd, 2002 08:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
janestarzAh, in train home. Tired. I had to run or wait for 15 minutes or more. Walked halfway through train to find a seat. Pretty guy across the table, man with white hair to my left. The guy is pretty metal and has pretty hands.
Yes I chose this seat for you / May I ask where you are going to?
Oh! He’s got a Donald Duck in his leather jacket. Plus: he’s wearing a Rhapsody t-shirt.
Well, enough about him. I hope this will be readable because my hands are still trembling from the effort.
My Mepstoms birthday was okay. It was great seeing Hans and Femmie and my grandma again. Femmie needed to spill her troubles and contradictory to my other aunt, Hennie, she listened to my advice. Life is getting pretty harsh on her in Nijeveen.
Downside to the entire birthday was Hennie trying to talk to me about how pathetic her life is. She didn’t let me finish, kept nagging for my continual attention and only wanted to hear how sorry I was for her. A-ten-tion. Even when I tried basic counseling on her she didn’t listen. When I asked her what made her happy she answered only things she couldn’t do, followed by how fucky it was for her to not be able to do them. Damn. That’s a Nijm treat and I can see it in myself as well sometimes.
Upside: trying to speak German and Drents was nice again. Even if my German has a Dutch accent and my Drents has a German accent.
I saw my brother again, it must have been ages. My presence was greathly appreciated by Detty as well. Too bad Raphael had to work.
So I’m off home, home to be in the So What in time to see Mike play. Gotta write my Formanterra character and check out the guy with the Donald Duck.
Yes I chose this seat for you / May I ask where you are going to?
Oh! He’s got a Donald Duck in his leather jacket. Plus: he’s wearing a Rhapsody t-shirt.
Well, enough about him. I hope this will be readable because my hands are still trembling from the effort.
My Mepstoms birthday was okay. It was great seeing Hans and Femmie and my grandma again. Femmie needed to spill her troubles and contradictory to my other aunt, Hennie, she listened to my advice. Life is getting pretty harsh on her in Nijeveen.
Downside to the entire birthday was Hennie trying to talk to me about how pathetic her life is. She didn’t let me finish, kept nagging for my continual attention and only wanted to hear how sorry I was for her. A-ten-tion. Even when I tried basic counseling on her she didn’t listen. When I asked her what made her happy she answered only things she couldn’t do, followed by how fucky it was for her to not be able to do them. Damn. That’s a Nijm treat and I can see it in myself as well sometimes.
Upside: trying to speak German and Drents was nice again. Even if my German has a Dutch accent and my Drents has a German accent.
I saw my brother again, it must have been ages. My presence was greathly appreciated by Detty as well. Too bad Raphael had to work.
So I’m off home, home to be in the So What in time to see Mike play. Gotta write my Formanterra character and check out the guy with the Donald Duck.
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Date: 2002-11-04 02:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-11-04 05:30 am (UTC)*was nog niet wakker*