Current Music: Marco Borsato - "Iemand zoals jij”

Pretty pretty song… (sorry Maurice… LOL!)

Anyway, today was a good day. I went to Edah, ABN-AMRO, and HEMA (Americans: Publix, the bank, and Target… LOL!). I activated my bank cards, discovered that Mom’s transfer did indeed go through (yay!), and went on the promised shopping spree… only to discover that my Visa won’t work in HEMA, so it was doubly good that the wire transfer worked. And I had a broodje Mario for lunch – YUM!!! Hadn’t had one of those since I was in the city with Linde that time… was that Thanksgiving or spring break? I think it must have been Thanksgiving… anyway, yumyumyum.

Haven’t done anything particularly stupid yet today (knock on wood)… unless you count the Visa incident in HEMA… oh yeah, and buying blank paper instead of lined paper, but hey, that could happen to anyone, right? (Right???) Haha… Oh yeah, and accidentally kicking and breaking that glass on the Neude, right outside the bank, but that wasn’t my fault… don’t leave glasses on the ground if you don’t want them broken.

I really like this public transportation they have here. They are FAR superior to America in that. I love the buses and trains – it makes you feel independent to be able to just read a schedule and then get on the right vehicle and go wherever you want to. Pretending the whole time that this is completely normal for you, of course. :-)

By the way, D and D, you were in my dream last night because I was in a bad train wreck just outside Zwolle on the way to see you two… make what you will of that, LOL! Hope it’s not one of those prophetical dreams like I kept having at camp… last year I dreamed that everyone at camp was at a funeral, and then I woke up and a horse had died. Then this year I dreamed my left wrist was going to get hurt, and then my smallest camper hurt her left ankle (which is the size of my wrist) and I had to take her to the hospital… and there was one other ‘oh, creepy!’ example, but I can’t remember what it was now. (My campers would wake me up every morning with “What did you dream about, Jess?!” LOL!) Anyway, hope this isn’t one of those! :S

Scott will be back tomorrow afternoon, so I might get my phone and/or bike then…

GTST tonight, everybody! :-) (Annoying that it’s only 30 minutes, though… why not an hour?)

Ciao for now…