Going home...to see my daddy (well, today, not yet now)

Today my horoscope was: Respect your elders today, dear Taurus. You might find that they are in teaching mode and that there is a great deal of wisdom that they are trying to pass on to you. Superiors in your workplace also are playing a starring role in today's activities so make sure you meet them eye-to-eye and listen carefully to what they have to say. Be extra attentive and mindful of what sort of messages you are projecting through your body language.

It never hurts to be mindful.

Anyhow, wearing gothic today. My lovely bell (bell bell BELL!) sleeve top and my selfmade skirt. I did miss the lecture though, even if I really wanted to go (I have to do my nails!) I was busy typing out my dream. That always takes longer than you think. (see friends-only post, my dreams are not public!).

I made vlier (don't know the enlish term) juice/marmelade last night. It smelled nasty but it was fun. Also cut my Thousandleaf herbs I dried (Achillea Millefolium) so I can make tea with it. Smells good. Is good. Tea...mmmmhhh...
And then I went to bed at half past ten or something. Woke at nine.

I plan to check out herbstores in Utrecht today but it's way too early to go and head for the Randstad. My stepmom (where I'll go) has to work until eight. So...I think I'll head for lunch.

Shooting network messages.

Humz. Well, Johnny and I are shooting messages at eachother over the network. He makes me blush...

Going to shop with Tommy in a bit. Funfunfun.

Still at home, damnit!

Well, the little trip to the Randstad failed. I went to shop with Tommy around threeish I guess and as I was at the ATM machine, it all happened. The machine was so ready to give back my card, but it didn’t come out. So it choked, coughed and swallowed. I did enter the right Personal Idenfication Number (pin) but it just choked! So I growled and went inside. Luckily I was at my own bank, but even they couldn’t help me without an ID. I never take my passport with me, only if I go on a trip like Larp or to the outlands like Germany (except for that one time to France where I realised I had forgotten to take it as we stopped near the border. Luckily we weren’t stopped).

So: Bum Mer. Bigtime. I really was looking forward to seeing my dad again, and now I couldn’t go. Because no card = no money = no trip back. Because Saturday mornings I have to pay for the train. And I can’t stay there all weekend because I have to work.

*Growl*

This ticks me off beyond belief. It will probably take two weeks to get another card. Until then I have to hope I don’t have to get a lot of cash. Well, tomorrow the government stufi comes in, but still I have to cycle 20 minutes to get to the bank and get the cash.

So Tommy drove me back home [dynamightee-hee!!!] and I dyed my hair. She’s in the shower and we’ll head to the So What for a game of pool. Even though we live together we don’t see eachother a lot. I’m often off to Jonathan’s place, or working and she has a social life that’s pretty busy as well. It’ll give us mucho time to dress up, enjoy ourselfs and annoy the boys. Hehe.