January 24, 2007
Josina Josina.... Where do I start?
I love Jo. She's funny and wicked smart and strings words together in wickedly witty artful fashion. I'm delighted to call Jo a friend.
Oh, and she's Dutch! Dood - bonus!
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Got my overpriced obligatory orange merchandise - check
Fri, May 16, 2008 - 7:53 AM
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Got a rough idea of when communication in my relationship will revert to "Hmmm", "You're blocking the view" and "Did you see that?! Did you see that?!" - check Got my wiki explanation of the offside rule - check Got my sources of silly footie photographs and sordid sordidness for this blog - ah. Will you settle for some rugby for now (NSFW)? my.break.com/Content/view.aspx Oh and somewhat related, I am be... read more
For it's Queens Day, the biggest street party in the Netherlands. Very little scantily cladness, but lots of Heineken quaffing and entrepreneuring going on (sign says: Pet the Dog for 10 Cents)
Wed, April 30, 2008 - 5:02 AM
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Five of them, to be exact. Not bad going for my little cat. She can stop looking perplexed now. I think the one on the bottom left is going to develop a liking for Radiohead.
Thu, April 24, 2008 - 1:30 AM
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Wed, April 9, 2008 - 11:02 AM
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Someone, somewhere on Tribe, has posted something along the lines of "click here if you think you're smart enough". Unfortunately you end up on this page, my apologies.
Tue, April 8, 2008 - 10:43 AM
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Then again, it isn't so bad if you want to trawl back to my early blog entries and discover the joys of Scottish slang or Happy Trails, but I've not been particularly entertaining lately. No smut. No Eurotrash. No half-nekkidness of any gender. Sorry. It's not as if my libido has been on holiday, I just haven't been partic... read more
My mum - for reasons that are still a bit nebulous to me - went to a 'How To Be a Fun Old Woman' seminar last week.
Fri, March 28, 2008 - 6:20 PM
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Now I didn't think living in the sticks was that boring, nor did I think she was in need of any guidance. She never phones me to ask me whether I think she's amusing enough (whether I remember her login name for a site she hasn't visited in eons, yes). She is blissfully silent when it comes to questioning her drollness, her ebullience, her jolliness. Some useful things... read more
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