Current Music: Marco Borsato - "Iemand zoals jij” (yeah, again...)

S just called to say that he and H are stuck in Belgium with car trouble and that, because it’s Friday, they may be stuck there for the weekend. The direct quote was: “We’re at a gas station… and there’s this rooster running around and crowing all over the place.” LMAO! I hope they make it here, though – he needs to go to the bank, we were planning to get cell phones, M’s party is tonight… plus I’m just sick of being alone.

Anyway, so I’m just hanging out here, reading and listening to music and all. And there’s a virus in the internet – yay fun - so I don’t know when I’ll be able to post this. The office is already shut for the weekend so they won’t be able to tell me anything, but Dad says he thinks it’s just that the virus is hitting a lot of ISPs, and not that there’s anything wrong with my computer. So I just have to wait it out. The ISPs have to shut down for a couple of hours to get the virus out every single time it happens, and it keeps on recirculating, so then they get it again, and so that’s why my Net goes in and out every once in a while. I’ve also been getting MAILER-DAEMON stuff in one of my accounts – only one – saying that I’m sending messages that cannot be sent because the users don’t exist… and these messages that I’m apparently sending (not) all have attachments called ‘details’ or some variation on that. So apparently someone who has me in their address book has the virus on their computer and is (accidentally) sending it out to everyone. But this is the address I use for school and official stuff, not my personal address… so I hope UF doesn’t have it – that could be a disaster! Anyway, I ran my virus-scan and it said I’m ‘clean’, and I changed my Outlook settings so it won’t automatically open my mail in the preview pane… so I guess that’s all I can do for now. I should probably take myself off the complex’s network too, but I’m not willing to do that because I want to know as soon as the internet comes back…

Anyway, if you’re reading this, you’ll know everything’s OK again, at least temporarily. :)

I hope the cell phone places are open tomorrow. The prepaid phone of D’s parents that I’ve been using is almost out of ‘beltegoed’… I guess the best way to translate that is ‘minutes’, but that’s not exactly what I mean… whatever, anyway, I have like 3,74 left on there, but I don't want to buy another card and recharge it because I'll be getting my own phone by Monday. I didn’t think it mattered, because I thought I’d be getting one of my own this afternoon, but that isn’t the case anymore… oh well.

I feel really extravagant – I started out with 40 euros and now I’m down to less than 4. But I’ve barely used the phone at all! I’ve talked to P a few times, and D once or twice, and true, I’ve called America three or four times, but I never talked for longer than ten minutes because I know that’s expensive. I think the convo with Dad today was the longest, but that’s because I was trying to figure out what to do with the computer… oh well, ‘poep gebeurt’. I guess now I see why D ran up a 490-euro phone bill that time, calling me… LOL!

Anyway, I started a new story today. Every once in a while I get bitten by that ‘writing bug’. Hasn’t happened in a while, but there you are. I’m sure I’ll be one of those people who after retirement shacks up in some little cabin to write their memoirs or their ‘masterpiece’ or something… LOL! Except I never really show my writing to anybody, so maybe someone will find it after I’m dead. ;)

This song is sooo beautiful! I really am pretty much over the whole D thing, but it’s a great song anyway. I’m not translating it (sorry Americans… use Euroglot if you care that much) because it’s too pretty as is. Download it now, everyone: “Iemand zoals jij” by Marco Borsato.

Ik pak wat koffie en de ochtendkrant
Ik loop de trap op met jouw beker in mijn hand
Ik denk aan vroeger en ik voel de pijn
Waar zou je nu toch zijn?
En ik denk aan de momenten
Die ik met je heb gehad
Aan het leven dat we deelden
Toen je nog dicht bij me was

En ik vraag me af: Is er nog iemand zoals jij?
Die me de liefde geeft
Waar een mens voor leeft
Net zo iemand als jij
Iemand perfect voor mij
Iemand net zoals jij

Tussen papieren naast de prullenmand
Heb ik een foto van ons samen op het strand
Ik voel de zee zacht langs m'n voeten gaan
Het is net alsof we daar weer staan

En al is het lang geleden
Dat je hier nog naast me lag
Ik herleef al die momenten
Nog zo'n 1000 keer per dag

En ik vraag me af: Vind ik ooit iemand zoals jij?
Die me de liefde geeft
Waar een mens voor leeft
Net zo iemand zoals jij?
Iemand perfect voor mij
Iemand als jij

Elke dag zie ik je voor me
Wat ik doe, je bent erbij
En ik kan gewoon niet verder
Want je leeft nog
Je leeft nog steeds in mij

(Iemand zoals jij
Die me de liefde geeft
Waar een mens voor leeft)

Net zo iemand als jij
Iemand perfect voor mij
Iemand als jij

Mooi, mooi liedje… “Niemand” is good too.

Anyway, I’m going to go read some more of The Clan of the Cave Bear (I’ve got parts of that book memorized, I’ve read it so many times) and wait for the phone to ring with the verdict… stuck until Monday or not? :)

Tot later, allemaal!