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            <title>Choo choo</title>
            <description><![CDATA[<br />I don't know if any of you have ever been to the Netherlands, but I can tell you we're a funny bunch. I don't mean haha-funny. I mean why-on-earth-would-they-do-that-funny.

<br /><br />Take my traveling to work every morning for example. Now I know that perhaps the early hour isn't making me the most hospitable, but the things that people do really gets on my nerves. This can vary among many things and many different people with one exception; getting of the train. You would think this is pretty straightforward. You let the people who need to get off at a certain stop get off (hihi, yes my mind just went there) and then board the train yourself. Except this is not the traditional Dutch way. It's not like they just get on and push you aside, although to be truthful some do. No, they actually stand in front of the open doors waiting for you to get off, but leave no room for you to actually step onto the platform. Thus you're forced to half push people away who then give you the evil eye. 

<br /><br />I understand it's annoying if you have to stand on the train instead of sitting in one of the grubby 70s style seats, but really can I just get off the stupid train already? You're just gonna end up sitting next to some unwashed woman who feels the need to pick her nose and flick the result of her hard work away or the next to the 16 year old who will not stop talking to his "homies" on his cell for the entire duration of the trip.<br /><br />Dear god, did I need to vent or what? ; )

<br /><br />(for more of such Dutch weirdness - although why on earth would you want to know more? - you should read <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Undutchables-Observation-Netherlands-Culture-Inhabitants/dp/0962500631">The Undutchables</a>)]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 15 Aug 2008 20:06:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Finally..</title>
            <description><![CDATA[<br /><i>Please keep in mind that I wrote this entry 2 days ago, but being the complete dumbass and Movable Type n00b that I am it took this long to get logged in. (thanks Jules!!!)<br /><br /></i>

So, this is the first time I've written an entry for my new blog space,
which was so graciously provided layed out (out laid??) by Julie.
What took me so long you ask? Sheer, plain and utter laziness.

Butthis time the laziness has a source. So it's not the regular
procastinatory and self indulging laziness. It's a brand spanking new
"work just leaves me so frikking tired" laziness. Which is
actually a really fulfilling feeling. Something I did not know work
could instill in someone (well me).

<br /><br />Some time ago Jules asked me what it actually is that I now do. We're
about a month on from then and maybe it's about time to answer her. 

I work for the parent company of a large chain of bookstores. The
branch I'm in is called distribution, but besides that aspect of the
work I also deal with data control. All ISBNs are stored on our
server and we make sure they have the right delivery routes, prices
and something as simple as the right author attached. The  department
I work for is also the sevicedesk which is a nice way of saying we're
the drain where all the unsolvable shit coagulates. And I frikking
love it! Who can say they get to spend the day solving puzzles
concerning missing books?

<br /><br />Right now it's also "the season", which means it's the time of the year
when we order all the books for the various universities and
colleges. There's a special method of buying, storing and
distributing them which basically makes everyone very jumpy and prone
to say "but it's the season!' I'm actually one of the main middle
men concerning this entire deal for the stores and our distributor,
but to be honest it's really not all that hard. Although real
delivery doesn't start until next week, so maybe the shit will start
hitting the fan then. Well, at least it will be different from the
shit coagulating in the drain.<br /><br />On a sadder note, I'm actually already on the train home (it's 2.30pm as
I write this) because I have to get my cat to an appointment with the
vet. After getting antibiotics two weeks ago for breathing problems
and quickly being her old bouncy self, she actually got a worse case
of sneezing/couching/all round difficulty breathing again. She looked
at me with such sad yet very blurry eyes as I left to go to work this
morning. I'm actually rather worried about her.

Hmm it looks like we're nearly there already. Time sure flies when you're
blogging. : )

<i><br /><br />Update: the cat was actually <b>really</b> sick and was close to pneumonia, which was rather odd since it's been like 30 degrees here for the last several days. Luckily she responded really well to whatever the vet shot up her backside and she's happily snoring away here next to me. And I'm hungover..but when am I not? : )</i><i> <br /></i> ]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Sun, 03 Aug 2008 19:22:53 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>So Frikking Tired</title>
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I am just so frikking tired.<br /><br />Last week was the first week at
my new job. I love it! The people are great, the office is fun but
people actually work (as opposed to my last job where everyone seemed
to try their hardest to do as little as possible) and the work consists
of basically trying to figure out what went wrong. It's like doing a
puzzle all day long. I'm sure once I get the harder assignments it
won't be as much fun but more frustrating but that is of future worry.<br /><br />The
only tiny hitch with this new job is the travel. Well that's not
entirely true. I don't mind spending an hour on the train to get to a
job I love. It's the frikking early hours that are killing me. I like
sleeping. So I've been really tired whenever I got home this passed
week. Hopefully though that's all a matter of getting used to it. Cos
I'm definitely not giving up this job! ]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 05 Jul 2008 11:11:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Twilight</title>
            <description><![CDATA[To my fellow SPM-ers I would like to say that Twilight was just
delivered here so I'll commence reading it this weekend so I'll be able
to recognize what the hell you are all talking about. :p<br /><br />Update
on the cats: still fighting, avoiding and sleeping. More emphasis on
the sleeping than on the fighting however so we're on the right track.
Yay! ]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 28 Jun 2008 13:11:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Mila</title>
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Just a quick post to let people know I got a second cat.<br /><br />Basically
the vet said that my first cat, Daantje, was miaowing so much because
she wanted social contact and advised to get a second cat. Which I
immediately did of course. I say it's for Daantje but secretly I wanted
another one anyway.<br /><br />So I went to the rescue center and got Mila.
She's 8 months old and was found completely shaven and painted! You'd
think with a background like that she'd shy away from people but that's
definitely not the case. She would be the perfect play mate for Daantje.<br /><br />There's just one flaw in this otherwise brilliant plan...<br /><br />Daantje
doesn't seem to like Mila being in 'her' territory. Lots of hissing and
growling ensued -only from Daantje with Mila just looking confused- and
they had to be separated. So now I have a slow relationship-building
process to look forward to. Lots of treats, soothing words and valerian
herbs for Daantje (yeah dope that baby up lol) and lots playing with
Mila to let her know it's alright. I have to make this work cos I'm
already attached to Mila and I couldn't bear having to return her to
the rescue center. Everyone keep their fingers crossed for me! ]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 23 Jun 2008 22:11:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Deventer</title>
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I'm reading Douglas Adams and John Lloyd's <span style="font-style: italic;">The Deeper Meaning of Liff</span>. It's an encyclopedia with words that don't actually exist for situations that are all too recognizable.<br /><br />So
imagine my surprise when I come across the name of the town I was born
in..Deventer. Apparently according to the esteemed gentlemen it
actually means:<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">A decision that's very hard to take because so little depends on it - like which way to walk around a park.</span></span><br /><br />Hmm I wonder what that says about me....<br /><br />But this one definitely seemed rather familiar:<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Duleek - Sudden realization, as you lie in bed waiting for the alarm to go off, that it should have gone off an hour ago.</span></span> ]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 19 Jun 2008 22:06:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Aaaaaah, no work today</title>
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I have the day off and it's bliss! Just got up, the sun is shining, I'm eating freshly baked croissants and I don't have to do <span style="font-weight: bold;">anything. </span><br /><br />Well,
that's not actually true. I have an appointment at the veterinarian.
Not for me no, but that was a very funny joke you made there. There's
nothing actually wrong with my cat (besides the mentalness and as far
as I can tell) but I thought it would be a good idea to just have her
checked out. It'll be hell trying to get her into her carrier though.
Like most cats she's not especially fond of it.<br /><br /><a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v21/HappyHamster/?action=view&amp;current=Daantje_1.jpg" target="_blank"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v21/HappyHamster/Daantje_1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /></a> ]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 18 Jun 2008 10:39:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>I&apos;ll Sleep When I&apos;m Dead</title>
            <description><![CDATA[I live near a park. A very big park. A park that also has a football
stadium. And rock-concerts. And festivals. Which means that I can want
to go to sleep early on a Sunday night, but Kiss has different views
about that. Seriously though..Kiss..who knew they were even still
performing? Wait, isn't that the band with Gene Simmons, the guy with
the massive tongue? Oh god, I'll have nightmares about being licked by
Gene Simmons now.<br /><br />Yesterday
I had the worst hangover in a long time. Which was to be expected since
the Netherlands trashed France in the Championship and nothing says I'm
really happy about that more than downing 5 liters of beer. (That's
probably an overstatement, but I'm not exactly sure) Be that as it may,
this hangover was definitely <span style="font-weight: bold;">not </span>helped by Tokio Hotel sound checking. Androgynous 16 year-old Germans..what's not to like?<br /><br />Hey. They're playing <span style="font-weight: bold;">I Was Made For Loving You Baby</span>. That's kinda cool. But still..<br /><br />Dammit! I want to go to sleep! ]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Sun, 15 Jun 2008 22:38:00 +0100</pubDate>
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We won..yay..my head hurts..beer is bad. </description>
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            <title>Goaaaaaaaaal....</title>
            <description><![CDATA[ Hey look it's a second post..I might actually keep this up. ;)<br /><br /><u>So what's on the agenda tonight you ask.</u><br />The European Championship Football of course! For all my American friends that's soccer, although if you're my friend you've probably heard me ranting about that little semantic tidbit many times before.<br /><br />Tonight's the first game for the Netherlands and we're playing Italy. Unfortunately we're in the Group of Death as it has been so nicely renamed. Besides Italy we also have Romania and France in the group. It'll be a tough one.<br /><br />And now a quick rundown of the evening.]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 09 Jun 2008 18:42:00 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>The Infamous First Entry</title>
            <description><![CDATA[
So, here it is. The first entry of my new and very minimal blog.<br /><br /><u>Why a new blog?</u><br />Well,
I could ramble off a whole speech about the importance of communicating
in a fashion that the 21st century human is accustomed to, but the
simple reason is..my friend Jules started again and it looked like fun.<br /><br /><u>What will be different?</u><br />Nothing
I suppose. Chance is I'll get bored again after 2 weeks. I tend to get
bored easily so it's not within the realm of impossibility. I do,
however, start a new job in 3 weeks that might prove blog-worthy.<br /><br /><u>Does the title actually mean anything?</u><br />Well, it's from my favorite book of all times <i>The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Universe</i>
by Douglas Adams, but you shouldn't actually be expecting any type of
answers. Just expect mindless drivel and perhaps you won't be
disappointed on some days.<br /><br /><u>Shouldn't there be more questions in this entry for it to look like you put a great deal of thought into this?</u><br />Yes,
but I can't think of any and my cat just started chasing a fly around
the house, which is hilarious so I'm gonna watch that for a while. ]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Sun, 08 Jun 2008 12:12:00 +0100</pubDate>
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