SHEILA and the City ;-)

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Au!

Van Wissen zei al dat het een krakende wagen was geworden. Onze taal. Deze zin kreeg ik daarnet te zien. Hoera, hoera, zelfs volwassenen kunnen niet meer spellen. Fijne fouten:

"Het emailadres xxx is toegevoegt aan onze database."

posted by Sheila Sunday, June 27, 2004
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Fuck fake money

Ah well, you know. Those gift tokens or whatever (waardebonnen), a piece of shitty paper worth money. I've got two, adding up to 60 euro's. These two are only valuable in V& fucking D. With one exception though: "electronic city" (yes, that's actually the precise name they gave this dep.).

So there you are, you've completely forgotten this one restriction, ready to buy a red senseo - coz what the f else are you supposed to buy at V&D??? "No can do, ma'am." Bugger. So now what. I need to find someone who DOES know what to buy at V&D, someone willing to swap cash for tokens. ANYONE?? Sigh, sob, swallow.

Anyways, frustrated as I was this weekend, I've taken the opp to buy myself stuff I don't need. Bought 2 tickets (had made reservations I must admit) for Sonic Youth, August 30. Dunno what to do with the 2nd ticket yet, oh well. You never know. Also got a few dvd's:

Deliverance (c 1972, E 6,99) - I've heard enough people talking about it, now I wanna see it;
Citizen Kane (c 1941, E 8,75) - a classic I should've seen by now;
Delicatessen (c 1991, E 8,75)- loved it when I saw it at the cinema. Its inlay says: from the director of Amelie. So? To me it's the other way around. I want to see Amelie at some point, coz it's from the director of Delicatessen. Last but not least:
Clerks (c 1994). A movie I've always wanted to see, lying there winking for 5 euro's. No probs grabbing this one! Dunno why I didn't get to see it at the cinema. I thought it was shot in black & white though. The photo is in fc. Let's alt-tab to imdb.com... Ha! It is! "Color: Black and White." There's a v. little soft voice talking sotto voce to me in my mind: "didn't you get to see this one on vid with E.??"

Love Deliverance's tagline: "This is the weekend they didn't play golf." Har, har. I should make a T-shirt for J., I was at Wallp.Place and he loved Clerks's tagline: "Just because they serve you doesn't mean they like you". V. funny.

Tonite's the fourth and therefor last quarter final: T vs D. I hope Denmark wins. Dunno why, I guess coz the Danish are v. much alike us Dutchies. Would be a cool final, us beating the Danish. Ugh! We shall see, huh.

Anyone going to see Rapture tonight? Got an invite to come along with G. Just can't be bothered though.. I'm a lazy old fart, that's what I am. So what. Who cares?

posted by Sheila Sunday, June 27, 2004
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Memories

Sometimes I long for those sundays. You're still in bed, and you hear your significant other walking around. Doing stuff. You can tell by the smell he's making coffee. Nothing beats the smell of fresh coffee. He's chosen a cd that immediately sets the right mood.

Actually, my memory's fading. I don't remember much else. Having breakfast together, or was it brunch, lunch? It's the feel I remember. That lazy sunday (no pun intended, LG) feeling. Being together. Coffee. Fuck, I really can't remember specifics anymore. It's been ages (literally) I had sundays like that.

Anyway, that's what came to mind when I woke/got up (late!) this morning (i.e. 11.11am). I do remember it's the day I had the most difficulties with when I just got single. Thank G. you grow accustomed to things like that. So after trying to empty some space on my hard disk (my computer runs Windows twice and it's slow as h), doing some huge amount of dishes, and laundry, having a shower (unly wearing an undie right now - and not that much undie it is - am not even wearing my neckless coz I got a massage yez, my bloody right half was hurting in a truly annoying way, so I was v. grateful), I'm now gonna get dressed. Blend the shake that's been waiting since half 11 (with banana, yummmm....). Make some coffee. Then me, being dressed, having a shake within reach as well as coffee coffee coffee, will continue to read the book coincidentally recommended to me by my once significant other (the one waking up early and making fresh coffee and yummie sandwiches), and play the cd I got yesterday, for the 3rd time (yez 1st time, this morning 2nd).

Lazy Sunday 3. All the way from New Zealand.
Maybe that's where I'm supposed to be after all.
Those folks have my taste in music.

Thx a zill for that cd. Loving it already! Will read the fat cat cook book ;-) a bit more closely. If I dare. Coz I've seen some recipes flash by before my eyes, that might turn ME into a fat kitten (ugh, why does that sound sexual?? It's Garfield's cook book for cryin' out loud!). Got it coz my cat's been put on a diet... Plus, to make it even worse, I have to squeeze some ointment in his right ear. Every day, for two frigging weeks! Then every other day, etc...

Like if he knows I'm talking about him, he starts "talking" (it's always like he wants to tell smthng). Also, it's about time I start doing the dress-eat-coffee-read ritual. Might go to Wallpaper Place later this afternoon. Guess taking LG there will remain a mere idea for a long while.

posted by Sheila Sunday, June 27, 2004
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Such a shame

How incredibly STOOOPID can you get? Spent 2 hours behind the screen, 2 hours, and I didn't do ZILCH - i.e., I didn't translate a word :-( Boohoo!

posted by Sheila Saturday, June 26, 2004
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Hmm

It's weird. This is my 32nd year on Planet Earth. Tuesday 29th I'll be 31 years old, plus three months. 31 1/3. Hey, I. will be 31,5 that day. Congrats, hon. I'm v. happy having you as my friend!

Anyways... My sis had a pretty big bun in the oven at age 31 1/3. A bun that had been "cooking'" for 8 months already. Something she wanted for pretty much all her life. (The one and only reason she sometimes liked me when we were kids: she could practise on me. Teach me. Being three years older than me, she taught me some cool calculating things when I was still in kindergarten. Like long divisions = staartdelingen.) Anyways:

I don't think there's ANYTHING at all I wanted all my life. Is that sad? Or normal?! Should I not WANT something, ACHIEVE something - on whatever level important to me? Shouldn't I FOCUS on something, set a goal? DO something, rather than just live my life away? Seems like such a sullen thing to do, just live. Not doing anything to make it special.

Maybe I should start thinking - what do I want? Do I want to try and have a family? Would that make me truly happy? Should I try and write not only a second, but also a third, fourth, and maybe even an award winning book? Should I pack my bags and travel the world? Should I try and find a job in the city, would that be enough? (No, it wouldn't be, that's like a short term goal, I'm talking REAL goals here.) Hm. Wow. I dunno.

posted by Sheila Friday, June 25, 2004
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Quick Fit

For once I'll post a message in both Dutch and English, ain't that sweet? Ya gotta scroll for the Dutch version.

DIY divorce online at Tesco (22/6/2004)
Supermarket giant Tesco has launched an online legal service offering a range of free advice and paid-for services, including a DIY divorce kit priced at just £7.49. The kit is designed to save couples hundreds of pounds by bypassing the expense of hiring a solicitor.

Tesco, which hopes to attract over 1 million visitors to the site in the first year, will offer easy to use legal products at competitive prices. Consumers will be able to purchase books on how to deal with everyday legal problems, view a jargon buster, download property packs and click on links to directories provided by the Law Society.

Tesco.com chief executive Laura Wade-Gery said: "Tesco wants to de-mystify the law by offering shoppers simple and easy to understand legal products. We've already brought simple, great value products to historically complex sectors such as financial services and now we are doing the same for the law."

The initiative has been criticized by family campaigners and lawyers, who argue that the ease of getting a divorce has been a major factor in causing almost half of UK marriages to fail. -> That's definitely money talking here, fartknockers. Not a single person on earth would consider a divorce for the one and only reason it's easy and cheap. "Hey, really love ya and all that jazz, but look at this offer, it's one you can't refuse!" Fuck off, that's bull. Why not turn it around - make it darn cheap and all those UK divorcees will jump for joy and arrange to get married! Er... Yeah, right. Not.

Tesco biedt scheiden via de supermarkt
De Britse Supermarktketen Tesco biedt voor 11 euro doe-het-zelf-echtscheidingspakketten aan die dure raadslieden overbodig maken.
Tesco lanceerde afgelopen week een online juridische winkel die behalve een 'zelfhulp-kit' voor echtscheidingen ook standaard huurcontracten, een nieuw testament of juridisch advies voor het beginnen van een eigen bedrijf aanbiedt, aldus Algemeen Dagblad.
Als het scheidende stel de kosten eerlijk deelt, zijn ze de man voor omgerekend zo'n 5,5 euro klaar. Huurcontracten zijn al te koop vanaf vijf euro, en een compleet doe-het-zelf pakket voor het testament kost 15 euro en levert ook nog eens extra spaarpunten op de clubcard op.
Met de nieuwe juridische winkel loopt het bedrijf vooruit op de ophanden zijnde liberalisering van de markt voor juridische producten. Die liberaliseringswet werd al voordat de supermarkt zijn nieuwe diensten aanbood de Tesco-wet genoemd.

posted by Sheila Thursday, June 24, 2004
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Go Lenny, No Lenny

While having a shower, I answered a phonecall on my cell: P. asking if I wanted to come see Lenny Kravitz tonight. Am I a complete fart, not jumping for joy?

I can go for free (...). It would be a first, i.e. my first concert in a stadium (Amsterdam Arena). I could see Len for - if I remember correctly - the 3rd time (I think I got to see him in the 90s on Pinkpop, twice). And I just... ugh... don't want to go. Only to keep P. company, maybe.

If your eyes are filling with tears, coz you'd LOVE to go see Kravs, you might wanna try and mail me. I'm not sure if P's already found someone to go with (his original partner in crime is ILL and v. frustrated right now).

Fuck, how come it's 10.40 all of a sudden? BUGGER. Haven't even had b-fast, nor coffee. And I got up at 9! Well, actually, I enjoyed the warmth of my bed and my thoughts for a while, then wrote some in my diary for half an hour, then got out of bed, turned on the computer, fed my lovely cat, read an e-mail, texted someone, got a shower, got dressed, wrote this.

Better get started. Want to do some work today. Have to get some shopping done, too (Technical Cat Food!). Ugh. But did you guys already notice... I'm having a day off! Yeah! (Normally at the O. on Thursdays.)

As much as I adore my readers (ugh, ugh), I AM gonna leave this screen now. H&K! (That is so Olsen twins.)
NNS.

posted by Sheila Thursday, June 17, 2004
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Yeah, well...

Got up a bit late, 9.30am. Was just making (art! art!) myself some coffee: cell. It was this boy I dated with for a bit (trying to forget, yada yada). Told him "no" last week, "this ain't goin' nowhere". A call at 7 to 10. Geez. Did I read his mail? Must admit I hadn't. Still haven't... Er... now it's 10.20 (phone call only about 2 mins). Did some preparing work quarter to 10. Now I can, should and will start working on my next translation. Deadline is scary for v. close.

Proud for sitting ready and all. Bit annoyed with the missing bit (...you know it's true...oh,oh,oooooh... milly fuck vanilli?). My cat placed himself between my hands, his butt against my chest. He's now lowering himself, he wants to lie down for sure. On my keyboard I bet. Yep, there he goes! He's SOOOOOO sweet...

I'm gonna plunger my coffee. Today I don't want to complain. Today I want to work and enjoy it. I've got love and I'm gonna share it - smthng like some lyrics ;-)

Huggerdyhug.

posted by Sheila Monday, June 14, 2004
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Rhythm of the Train

Yesterday: train to G. Arrival 3.55pm. Met up with Ciaron at the "brasserie" little after 4. Hopped on the train at 5.21pm. Waited for a bit at H. for my bro, then onwards to his house. When his wife got home with their twins, we soon were in the bathroom, bathing the kiddo's. R. fell a few times. Wondering wether or not to cry, each time she decided against it after my brother complimented her on her dive: "Woah, cool dive, R!" Then she would start laughing. Only to fall face forward into the water a few mo's later. Her brother V. (nicknames: glamourboy, schwalbe king) was really tired, so they got him out of the water first. Had a terrible dinner: fries, frikadel, kroket. Yuk. So much for eating healthy. Watched the championships, Greeks winning (surprise). Second game bit boring.

Last night: Slept awful. Couldn't sleep, or was having a nightmare thinking I couldn't sleep. Tried to call LG around 3am. It rang, no voicemail, no answer though. Bugger. Could've done with some distraction. Had a real nightmare, too: some bug had eaten itself into my leg, leaving little egs there. The skin was swollen there, it really hurt, then I saw this beetle crawl away (walking on my leg!), and then I noticed the cocoon-like thing sticking out of my skin (a maggot??!). Tried to pop it out, like you pop a pimple. Not one, no, several cocoons plopped out. It hurt so bad and it looked so gross, I almost had to vomit. I remember not being able to pop out the last one. It left a definite hole in my leg. Then I got distracted, coz I discovered at least two more "nests" on my body, also bursting with cocoons, hurting. FUCK, what the hell did THAT dream mean? And no, I have not been watching National Geographic lately.

Today: Got up quite late, around 9.30am. Took a long shower. Mum kindly turned my pressies into gifts, using wrapping paper. I drove to Z. (hurray!), where my niece N. turned into a real princess: my mum had made her a truly great dress. Etc., etc. Only like half an hour before I had to go, bro/wife/kids came (kids need to sleep during lunch hours, that's why). Anyway, I didn't get snaphappy as such, did take a lot of pics though. A. (bro's wife) and me left 3.30pm, she taking me to the train. Got on the train at 4, changed trains in G. and in A., hopped on my bike, home 6.48. Less than 3,5 hours, that's v. good.

After 7pm: Hugged my cat, who was pleased to see me, but whining at the same time ("now why on earth would you leave me here on my own for more than 24 hours???", stuff like that). He's so sweet. I'm thinking about renting my own apmt in Spain for a month, and bringing him (a first!). Then: vacuum every room in the house (incl. bathroom, and toilet), change the sheets on my bed (hey LG, care for a night between clean sheets? ;-), turn the mattress (every 2 or 3 months), do my laundry, take my dry laundry and fold it, now I need to hang out my laundry. Half eleven, only half an hour more before it's June 14. Did I ever mention... TIME FLIES?? It does. Definitely does. Scary.

I so wish I could go away on a trip with the one I er... like. First things first. Maybe some day???

Grtz,

thy cobwebbed woman (think Velvet Underground)

PS: Hm, sorry about the not-so-high-as-a-kite ending. Also a bit pissed off with England. Wankers. Becks, but weren't you a bit hasty taking that penalty?? Well, you played a good game, so you're forgiven, though, no worries, Mr. VERY Ugly Tattoo in the Neck. But WHY did they let the French WIN?? Must admit that first goal Zidane made was a BJOOTIE. Might end up in the top 5 of the whole tournament.

Hmmm... mind's wandering off to camping again. Annoying huh? Yeah, I'd better get that wet stuff out of the machine. Brush my teeth. Crawl in my bed. I love clean sheets. I love my bed when I've just turned the mattress. Yeah.

Hope you all had a great weekend!

posted by Sheila Sunday, June 13, 2004
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Try this trick, and spin it!

Hiiiiiiiii there dudes. It is MEEEEE. Er, just wanted to post something other than b flat kind of stuff. Har, har. Hear, hear. I'm missing "Italian for Beginners" (Dogme) on tv, shite. But I had a great night, yeah! So much fun with Ellen and Pieter. Ellen was practically giving a solo theatre show. V. funny. We're considering a weekend away (within NL), my idea. Just old-fart-like chatting and stuff ;-) Very corny, in a bungalow park or smthng. Gonna be fun! I might bring Connick Jr. on dvd (concert). Pressie from P! Thx, thx, thx.

Anyway. Today I finally felt some enthousiasm regarding a trip away, at the end of summer. October I think. September? Would love to go with a significant other for a change, but some things... Well, I guess certain things are to be read about in books, to be seen on tv or at the movies, in other words; to dream about. Nothing more, nothing less. And as healthy stretching might be (trying to reach for it), you tire of it. At some point, you just do. As Michael would say: "that's alright". Anyway, for a mo I really felt like going. That was a major relief. Yes!!

Although it's way too late considering the amount of plans I've got for the w-kend, I'm in a good mood. Feel like a pig though, been stuffing my face at Ellen's. Ugh!

Anyway... I'm gonna get undressed (oooh, tell me more) (nope!) (LOL), brush my teeth, etc. etc. etc...... Hm... actually feel like having long, strong, lazy, powerful, energetic, sleepy SEX. Fall asleep all sticky. Session two in the morning. Yeah. That'd be cool. Or hot. Very! ;-)

Hasta l'o.

posted by Sheila Saturday, June 05, 2004
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B flat

It's raining outside and I'm feeling down.
It's on nights like these, I wish I had a dog.
To just go outside, for a long, long walk.
Nowhere to go. Nowhere to turn back to.

Just you and that shitty dog,
and the rain on your skin.
No talking. Not even a sound
from that barking beast.

I ain't got no dog though.
I got the blues. Wanna swap?

posted by Sheila Wednesday, June 02, 2004
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