Archive for 2009

Christmas 2009

Yesterday was Christmas day, the day we celebrate the holiday. And we do so with a family get together and dinner.

The holidays tend to be hard on me, emotionally. And since my brother passed on and is no longer a part of these family events they only got harder. I have a tendency to be very negative and bitchy in the weeks preceding these holidays. I try to be happy, though. I try to be happy.

Anyway, my mom buys a lot of food for these occasions. We do a thing called ‘gourmetten’ though I guess it is basically just steel plate grilling. Whatever you wanna call it, it is very tasty and I tend to eat quite a bit. Especially for me!

After dinner it is also tradition to play some Trivial Pursuit. My dad is really good at that because he knows a lot of things about a big range of topics. Me on the other hand only know a lot about certain topics and practically nothing about topics such as sport and politics. Amazingly enough though, I won! :D

One bad thing after another.

I had another appointment with the hospital yesterday. I had to be there at 10am so I had to leave early.

Well, I was ready on time, got to the bus stop early and waited for it to arrive. ..and waited.. ..and waited some more.. half an hour.. forty five minutes.. an hour… It was freezing cold and all I could do was stand there waiting, hoping it would come soon.

Meanwhile, other people left the bus stop as they got tired of waiting, but this appointment is very important so I did not have that luxury. The bus didn’t show up until 4 minutes after 10. Exactly four minutes after I had to be at the hospital.

Now, normally I would have called them to let them know I was going to be late, and if there was still any point in going but wouldn’t you know it.. My cellphone had been disconnected a few days ago because of a stupid billing issue that they simply won’t fix. They’re a very dumb company and have a crappy ass help desk. As soon as this subscription is over I’m switching to something better.

Anyway, the weather was so crappy that there were warnings on the news that people that didn’t necessarily needed to travel should stay indoors. Considering there are people from all over the country headed out for appointments to the same hospital I decided to go anyway and hope someone canceled. Which isn’t unprecedented, it happens a lot I’ve been told.

Well, when I finally get there it is about 11am so I am very late. I’m cold and freezing, nervous as hell, but I walk inside, go up one floor and head toward where I’m supposed to be. As I go around the corner into the last hallway I already see her standing there with a confused look.

She asks me if I made a mistake with the appointment time, saying it was an hour ago. As I explain what happened, the late bus, the fact I couldn’t call, and the hope that someone would cancel because of the bad weather she tells me that they actually called everyone to verify if they would still show up or not. Of course I could not be reached. And guess what? They all showed up so there was nothing I could do except leave and go home. :(

So that was my shitty day. Not another appointment for a month.. next year.. which means my diagnosis will take that much longer as well. Fuck!

Spambots are getting weird.

A few spambot excerpts I have gotten lately:

Ooh and I don’t think I will slit my throat thanks for the suggestion though. NOT

Suicidal spambot?

…please where can I buy a unicorn?

Trippy.

Late for your classes? Order a submarine now!

How does this even work?

How much money would you have to be paid to eat your pet?

I’m not even sure what the goal is with these type of comments.

I think the spambots are starting to gain sentience.

Cheap clothes!

Went to a charity store and got myself some nice cheap clothes. A bunch of shirts for 2 euros each and some other things. :)

Last photo is me at the store. :p

Today’s look.

It’s kinda blocky ‘n stuff because I took it straight off the webcam but I wanted to post it anyway.

My neighbors suck.

For the past few years that I have lived in this apartment almost every single week, sometimes every single day, there is fireworks set off outside. Or more specifically, thrown off a balcony. During the day and in the middle of the night. Reach time I fear they are hitting a cat or even a person as I know those drunk fucks just act without thinking.

Then there’s loud music all the time and in the summers they sit outside a lot, with music blaring. That is all fine but do they have to do that until 5 in the morning? If this was all just in the weekends when I could forgive that, but it’s not.

Then there’s the cars that park right in front of my window despite there being room in the parking lot literally 2 feet away. And even if there isn’t, unless you are loading/unloading: DON’T FUCKING PARK IN FRONT OF MY FUCKING WINDOW! This happens way too fucking much.

The upstairs neighbor is the worst in all this. I’m not sure he realizes just how fucking loud he is all damn day. I hear him get up, every day, around 7 in the morning. Then he goes to the bathroom, hacks up a long as if he were some 70 year old life long chain smoker (he’s in his late twenties actually) and proceeds to have a screaming match with his live in girlfriend. Every. Single. Day.

He’s also bought a motorcycle that he never seems to ride but is constantly messing with. ‘Tuning’ or whatever it is. Of course this, too, is right outside my window and makes loud fucking noises all the damn time as well.

This happens every single day. Lots of shouting, screaming, and even when they’re not he plays his XBOX360 with the volume maxed out.

Now, so when it is weekend and I watch a movie in the evening and I have the sound up, guess what happens? The same idiot that never heard of the word quiet starts stomping on the floor and banging on the radiator. What a fucking hypocrite.

I’d say or do something about it but I hear he’s an extremely vindictive person.

Did I mention I love pigtails?

<3 Pigtails!
That’s also one of the skirts I bought the other day. :)

Chocolate Flakes for breakfast.

Something people in the US rarely understand is what I put on my bread for breakfast.

See, besides the usual cheese, lunch meats, jams and such, we also love to put sweet stuff on bread. This includes chocolate sprinkles, multi fruit sprinkles, aniseed sprinkles, stamped mice (crushed aniseed), and my all time favorite: chocolate flakes.

While I was in the US I had the hardest time finding it, or even explaining it to people. The few times I found it, it was merely in a tiny jar meant for cake decoration only. It also tasted horrid.

The chocolate flakes from Choca Works are my all time favorite and I have eaten them almost daily for nearly 3 decades. They are just that good! :d

Psychiatric evaluation.

Another part of the diagnostic phase is undergoing some kind of psychiatric test. Today was mine. I wasn’t sure what to expect and was incredibly nervous. I really don’t like having to give fixed answers under pressure.

Well, it wasn’t that bad, really. Just long. It was two and a half hours of questions. Most of those were just multiple choice questions on paper. If I’m depressed a lot, and how long it lasts. Stuff like that. I even had to rate every single part of my body. That was fun. Not.

I struggled with some of the questions, part out of fear of giving the ‘wrong’ answer. I think I did okay though, and not have the results be that I am some schizo who needs to be locked up asap. :p

Afterward I spent some time window shopping at Schiphol Airport. They have a Sissy Boy store there which I think is funny. Too bad the store itself sucks royally.

Yay for clothing sales!

Today I bought six bras, eleven panties, a pair of denim jeans, a white with fancy black pattern long sleeve shirt, two skirts, one red plaid and one denim, and a few black stockings. :D

Most of this was insanely cheap. The panties were 77cents, the jeans were 1 euro, it was nuts!

I LOVE CLOTHING SALES!! <3