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janestarzYes~ yes~ yesssss~
Listening to this Dirty Dancing Soundtrack really is fun & good for me! Yesterday eve I danced the mambo and all on the soundtrack, disco freaky on th rest of the more normal songs and I am going crazy with Wipeout right now! Yeah baby. These arms of mine. They are lonely, lonely and feeling blue.
Lol.
When I dropped TommyCee off at the train station I wandered around in the supermarket just around the corner of the station (hey, I was there, and I didnt feel like going to the one Im living next to right now). I was walking around in there long enough to realize I had no clue what to eat, so I picked up a package of kaassoufles It was a package of four, and I already had two of those in school. *Giggle*.
{Gory visual of me as a walking kaassoufle in the Bezinning.}
So I had six kaassoufles total yesterday. Bad girl! And I have a show to go to on Sunday so I should look smashing and only eat bread until then. [For the foreigners: a kaassoufle is a little piece of some dough filled with molten cheese, which is baked in oil (the way you bake french fries) so probably is very bad for your diet]
But anyhoo, when I left the supermarket, my bike was broken. Flat tire. Thank you TC! *Giggle* So I just drove it home anyway. Hey! It was raining?! Hello? Should I have gotten
Listening to this Dirty Dancing Soundtrack really is fun & good for me! Yesterday eve I danced the mambo and all on the soundtrack, disco freaky on th rest of the more normal songs and I am going crazy with Wipeout right now! Yeah baby. These arms of mine. They are lonely, lonely and feeling blue.
Lol.
When I dropped TommyCee off at the train station I wandered around in the supermarket just around the corner of the station (hey, I was there, and I didnt feel like going to the one Im living next to right now). I was walking around in there long enough to realize I had no clue what to eat, so I picked up a package of kaassoufles It was a package of four, and I already had two of those in school. *Giggle*.
{Gory visual of me as a walking kaassoufle in the Bezinning.}
So I had six kaassoufles total yesterday. Bad girl! And I have a show to go to on Sunday so I should look smashing and only eat bread until then. [For the foreigners: a kaassoufle is a little piece of some dough filled with molten cheese, which is baked in oil (the way you bake french fries) so probably is very bad for your diet]
But anyhoo, when I left the supermarket, my bike was broken. Flat tire. Thank you TC! *Giggle* So I just drove it home anyway. Hey! It was raining?! Hello? Should I have gotten
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Yes~ yes~ yesssss~
Listening to this Dirty Dancing Soundtrack really is fun & good for me! Yesterday eve I danced the mambo and all on the soundtrack, disco freaky on th rest of the more normal songs and I am going crazy with Wipeout right now! Yeah baby. These arms of mine. They are lonely, lonely and feeling blue.
Lol.
When I dropped TommyCee off at the train station I wandered around in the supermarket just around the corner of the station (hey, I was there, and I didnt feel like going to the one Im living next to right now). I was walking around in there long enough to realize I had no clue what to eat, so I picked up a package of kaassoufles It was a package of four, and I already had two of those in school. *Giggle*.
{Gory visual of me as a walking kaassoufle in the Bezinning.}
So I had six kaassoufles total yesterday. Bad girl! And I have a show to go to on Sunday so I should look smashing and only eat bread until then. [For the foreigners: a kaassoufle is a little piece of some dough filled with molten cheese, which is baked in oil (the way you bake french fries) so probably is very bad for your diet]
But anyhoo, when I left the supermarket, my bike was broken. Flat tire. Thank you TC! *Giggle* So I just drove it home anyway. Hey! It was raining?! Hello? Should I have gotten <i<>wet</i>?
So I watched a great movie, (the Saint with Hunk Kilmer) and have worked very hard on the bag Im making. Its not knitting, not embroidering but the other thing you do with a needle and wool. I prefer haken [as its called in dutch; pronounce it like hah-ken not hayken] above knitting and embroidering because knitting gives me sore shoulders and embroidering is really tiny precise work.
After that, I decided it was time to fix my bike, like a real woman kenau. I can do this, I am <b>the</b> man! Or something similar. Well, I had never fixed my bike before all by myself, I once watched as my brother did and the other times I just looked at the closest male at hand and smiled ever so sweetly. Maroleins boyfriend Erik was in the house, but he already put up a lamp for me and helped me hang up the doors of my cupboard (I did the rest of the cupboard myself, <i>ofcourse</i>) before and I figured I should act like an independant self-sufficing kenau woman. Riotgrrrl like. Or something similar.
I had no idea a bike was so heavy. I had some trouble turning it around because I am no master in lifting and turning heavy things, and I set to work. It really was great. I found the hole in my tire, glued it a lot, and fixed it. It took about half an hour until it was dry, and then I pumped again to check if it still was whole. Then I did the thingy around the thingy again (the tire in the rail or something) and pumped and slept. Yay me! I fixed my tire. Zzzzz. You know how it goes.
This morning it was flat again.
So I guess Ill have to walk to school. Ill manage. Nervous for the bezinning though. It helps that I am wearing my very nicest white blouse (I have loads of white blouses! I had a white blouses spree last summer!) and a very comfy baggy trousers. I was wearing my black trousers but they are too wide (yay!) and will almost fall to the ground unless I have my black punk belt on, which is a no-can-do with a white blouse. Gonna wear the black pants to <a href=http://www.the-apers.com TARGET=_BLANK>The Apers</a> on Sunday though.
Listening to this Dirty Dancing Soundtrack really is fun & good for me! Yesterday eve I danced the mambo and all on the soundtrack, disco freaky on th rest of the more normal songs and I am going crazy with Wipeout right now! Yeah baby. These arms of mine. They are lonely, lonely and feeling blue.
Lol.
When I dropped TommyCee off at the train station I wandered around in the supermarket just around the corner of the station (hey, I was there, and I didnt feel like going to the one Im living next to right now). I was walking around in there long enough to realize I had no clue what to eat, so I picked up a package of kaassoufles It was a package of four, and I already had two of those in school. *Giggle*.
{Gory visual of me as a walking kaassoufle in the Bezinning.}
So I had six kaassoufles total yesterday. Bad girl! And I have a show to go to on Sunday so I should look smashing and only eat bread until then. [For the foreigners: a kaassoufle is a little piece of some dough filled with molten cheese, which is baked in oil (the way you bake french fries) so probably is very bad for your diet]
But anyhoo, when I left the supermarket, my bike was broken. Flat tire. Thank you TC! *Giggle* So I just drove it home anyway. Hey! It was raining?! Hello? Should I have gotten <i<>wet</i>?
So I watched a great movie, (the Saint with Hunk Kilmer) and have worked very hard on the bag Im making. Its not knitting, not embroidering but the other thing you do with a needle and wool. I prefer haken [as its called in dutch; pronounce it like hah-ken not hayken] above knitting and embroidering because knitting gives me sore shoulders and embroidering is really tiny precise work.
After that, I decided it was time to fix my bike, like a real woman kenau. I can do this, I am <b>the</b> man! Or something similar. Well, I had never fixed my bike before all by myself, I once watched as my brother did and the other times I just looked at the closest male at hand and smiled ever so sweetly. Maroleins boyfriend Erik was in the house, but he already put up a lamp for me and helped me hang up the doors of my cupboard (I did the rest of the cupboard myself, <i>ofcourse</i>) before and I figured I should act like an independant self-sufficing kenau woman. Riotgrrrl like. Or something similar.
I had no idea a bike was so heavy. I had some trouble turning it around because I am no master in lifting and turning heavy things, and I set to work. It really was great. I found the hole in my tire, glued it a lot, and fixed it. It took about half an hour until it was dry, and then I pumped again to check if it still was whole. Then I did the thingy around the thingy again (the tire in the rail or something) and pumped and slept. Yay me! I fixed my tire. Zzzzz. You know how it goes.
This morning it was flat again.
So I guess Ill have to walk to school. Ill manage. Nervous for the bezinning though. It helps that I am wearing my very nicest white blouse (I have loads of white blouses! I had a white blouses spree last summer!) and a very comfy baggy trousers. I was wearing my black trousers but they are too wide (yay!) and will almost fall to the ground unless I have my black punk belt on, which is a no-can-do with a white blouse. Gonna wear the black pants to <a href=http://www.the-apers.com TARGET=_BLANK>The Apers</a> on Sunday though.
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Kenau?Moi?
Is that what you think about me/us? Oh my! I mean making the tire thing and websites can be considered quit a normal thing for a woman to do. You don't have to be a kenau to fix your own tire?!! I am not a kenau!@!$!
Or am I...
No I am not!
Later kiddiecat!