Current Music: Marco Borsato – “Niemand”

Well, S didn’t ever make it here (or call) so I’m assuming he and H are stuck in Belgium… fun stuff. And so I decided not to go to M’s party after all, because (a) I didn’t get her e-mail with the time/address until the Net came back at like 20.45 tonight, and (b) I didn’t think it was a good idea for me to be wandering around a strange city by myself in the dark not knowing exactly where I’m going – or, worse, looking at a map: what better to make me a target? Anyway, I wanted to go, but it didn’t feel like a safe thing to do, so… yeah. (M, als je deze pagina ziet: fijne verjaardag enne… zie je snel, hopelijk!)

GTST was good tonight – the ‘cliff-hanger’ last episode from last season. New season starts Monday, yay! (So OK, yeah P, you’ve managed to ‘hook’ me on it… LOL!) But I have one thing to say: that bike accident of Charlie’s… that is completely unrealistic. She’s practically dead on the ground, eyes rolling back in her head and all, but all that happened was the car brushed her – just brushed her, mind you, didn’t even knock her over – and all she did was roll down a hill and hit a concrete thing. That wouldn’t kill you. Knock the breath out of you, maybe, but that’s it. Sorry if I’m being nit-picky, but I like things to be realistic. I think my favorite plotline is the one with Laura and the baby and the guy whose name I can’t remember… that seems like something that could actually happen, in contrast with the rest of it… treasure hunts all over Egypt enzo, bedoel ik… LOL! ;)

Anyway, my Net, as you can see, is back… better post this before it goes out again.