| Stolen from Samalla, who stole it from others... |
|
|
| 11:56pm 01/07/2008 |
|
| |
I can sit around and be gloomy, or just sit and kill time a bit.
This works.
YOUR BOY SIDE:
[X] You love hoodies.
[X] You love jeans.
[+] Dogs are better than cats (Actually, they aren't better, I like em just as much).
[X] Its hilarious when people get hurt.
[X] You've played with/against boys on a team.
[] Shopping is torture.
[X] Sad movies suck.
[X] You own a XBOX. (Both Original and 360)
[] You own a Wii. (Not yet, that is...)
[X] You played with Hot Wheels as a little kid.
[X] At some point in life you wanted to be a firefighter.
[X] You owned a DS, PS2 or Sega.
[X] You used to be obsessed with Power Rangers. (Power Ranger, Ninja Turtles, Ghostbusters, you name it...)
[X] You watch sports on TV (only the fighting kind of sports every now and then).
[X] Gory movies are cool.
[X] You go to your dad for advice.
[] You own like a trillion baseball hats.
[] You used to/do collect football collector cards.
[X] Baggy sweatpants are cool to wear... (Not cool, but at home, they be comfy)
[] Its kind of weird to have sleepovers with a bunch of people.
[X] Green, black, red, blue, or silver are one of your favorite colors.
[X] You love to go crazy and not care what other people think.
[] Sports are fun.
[X] You talk with food in your mouth... (Ofcourse I do, it's impolite not to ;))
[+] You sleep at night with your socks on... (when very sleepy I forget them sometimes)
[X] You have fished at least once.
Total: 19
YOUR GIRL SIDE
[] You love to shop.
[] You wear eyeliner.
[] You wear the color pink... (NEVER!)
[X] You go to your mom for advice. (Advice remains advice)
[X] You consider cheer leading a sport. (Yes, A SPORT, not MY SPORT. I know what they have to do for it...)
[] You hate wearing the color black.
[X] You like going to the mall. (They have computergames)
[] You like getting manicures and/or pedicures.
[] You like wearing jewelry.
[] You cried watching The Notebook.
[] Skirts are a big parts of your wardrobe.
[] Shopping is one of your favorite hobbies.
[] You don't like the movie Star Wars.
[] You are/were in gymnastics.
[] It takes you around one hour to shower.
[] You smile a lot more than you should.
[] You have more than 10 pairs of shoes.
[+] You care about what you look like. (NOBODY want to look stupid..)
[] You like wearing dresses when you can. (NEVER!)
[] You like wearing body spray/perfume.
[] You like high heel shoes.
[] You used to play with dolls as a kid. (Ahem.. AC-TION-FIG-URES!)
[] You like putting makeup on others.
[] You like being the star of almost everything.
[] Pink is one of your favorite colors.
Total: 3,5 |
|
| |
|
Post |
| |
| Bon Voyage |
|
|
| 09:25pm 01/07/2008 |
|
| |
I've put this post on a few forums, at least the ones I can currently access, and am generally hoping no one will hack me thanks to it. But frankly, I don't care. That particular email is chocked with spam anyway and one need only to follow the arrows to the Symbols, Vortex Adeventures Ent and Pegasus forums to see the proper contact details as I very rarely check this lj thanks to only now having 10 minutes in net cafe.
ARGH I am missing free time internet so much!!!
But anyway...here's the note.
-----
Yes it's me again. Am not gone yet.
The date I'll be officially leaving is the 5th of August at 11.50 something in the morning from Schiphol, but I've been convinced to hold a party before then to just have whoever wants to come to relax and have a good time. One last bash and all that.
The date set for this is...
26th July in Schoonhoven.
A couple of larper friends are hosting it for me and I, in accordance with their privacy, will only give out their adress to those who really want to come.
Details of contact can be found on various larp forums as mentioned above, and even through Sna or Arjen or whoever you feel like annoying for my number and/or email details.
It's an open invitation, but I still will only know who is coming if you contact me. Would be real nice to see your faces again before I have to face the family for three boring years of study hehe.
-----
One day I'll update this piece of crap lj for real. But till then...
Be well
Mel |
|
| |
|
Post |
| |
| Love is... |
|
|
| 10:23pm 01/07/2008 |
|
| |
mood:  It's better, but I miss her
|
... admitting you made a mistake, and letting go for the best of the beloved person or pet.
Fianna-Fae, my puppy, is no longer my puppy.
She went to an owner that can handle her.
It was heart-crunching and gut-wrenching, the way I saw the cats suffer.
Ofcourse, cats have to get used to the new addition.
But the wolf in little Fianna made her hunt them. And I mean hunt. Not just play.
Next to that, she's a very dominant little lady. When I corrected her, she just bit me back.
If she'd go into puberty, it might turn out into a fight.
I don't mind fighting a dog to show it who's boss, but I have to think of my elderly parents.
Yet, it makes me doubt myself.
And if there's one thing one shouldn't do with a wolfdog which will test it's owner if it can be alpha instead of the owner, is doubt yourself. One sign of insecurity, and the heat of battle rages on.
This is just a puppy. If she's about 72 cm shoulderheight (or bigger) and between 50+ kilo's, it's not gonna be that easy putting her on her back to show her who's boss, and that's a painful moment.
It's painful to realise this. And pretty dumb, since I should have known.
But I dare to admit I made a mistake. I dare to say 'this is wrong', and went through some trouble to make sure she got the owner that she needs and deserves.
The father-dog's owner, Esther, bought her back from me, and will sell her to Rianne, another friend of mine...
I'm sad, but so happy about this.
She'll have a wolf-mamma that loves her dearly, and can give her what she needs.
A true Alpha, which is ready to fight her if she needs it, without taking the wolf out of her and turning her into a sad housedog.
Next to that, Rianne is a friend. I will see her grow up, can come over for visits and sleep overs and long walks with them through woods and fields.
She's out of my home, but not out of my life.
And that makes me happy.
When we came home from bringing her back to Esther, my cats looked around to see if the wolf was still there.
Nothing.
And for the first time since Fae came into our homes and the cats gave us the "Et Tu, Brutus" look, they purred and came onto our laps for a cuddle.
The danger to them was gone.
That too, made me happy.
Doesn't mean it doesn't hurt. |
|
| |
|
Read 3 - Post |
| |
| Mr. Nancy discovered... |
|
|
| 10:52pm 28/06/2008 |
|
| |
mood:  geeky
|
Vanochtend zat ik met Voltar op de bank oude clips te kijken op MTV (of een van dieandere muziek zenders).
Heerlijk nostalginsch, die muziek.
Opeens kwam er een clipje voorbij, wat ik vroeger waarschijnlijk wel honderd keer heb gezien. Nooit was me daar wat aan opgevallen.
Toen had ik American Gods nog niet gelezen, en nu wel.
Voltar en ik keken elkaar aan. Jep, dat was hem echt...mr. Nancy!
kijk zelf maar! Waar of niet?
De eerste glimp is op ca. 18 seconden....
Het moet wel!
Voltar en ik verdenken hem er van 's nachts de set op te zijn geslopen en wat opnamen te hebben gemaakt. Deze heeft hij tussen de andere banden voor de clip gestop.. Bij het monteren zijn mr. Nancy's opnames ook gebruikt, en toen de clip klaar was, heeft de regiseur zich afgevraagd wie die vreemde man in de clip was. Maar omdat het budget op was, heeft ie de opnames laten zitten. Wedden?! |
|
| |
|
Read 2 - Post |
| |
| I'm a wolf-dad.... |
|
|
| 09:16pm 26/06/2008 |
|
| |
As I'm sitting behind the laptop that lives downstairs, I can hear a soft, guzzing snore.
The pup is asleep. She had quite a busy day, and was affraid of everything, till shortly after dinnertime, when suddenly, instead of trying to hide in a corner, she started to follow me around through the livingroom and garden.
Also, this morning's little walk around the block was little short of a disaster.
SHe refused to walk, was affraid of every car, bike or person that came by, and wanted to hide in every hedge or grassy knoll she could find....
After she had her dinner, I leashed her again, only to find her following me, with an occasional pause to judge the situations we were approaching, but she followed.
The only place where I had to pick her up briefly, was a line of parked bicycles... which apparently were very impressive.
Also, instead of sleeping and hiding, hiding and sleeping, she's started to explore the room more... and instead of whincing when someone moves, she starts to play... nibbling, hauling her tennis-ball around... chasing it when we bounce it a bit across the floor.
And she seems pretty much house-broken.... except for 1 poop-session when things got very exciting, since an old neighbour came by briefly.
Her name?
Fianna-Fae... or just Fianna.
( How she looks? ) |
|
| |
|
Read 7 - Post |
| |
| Faster than expected |
|
|
| 01:52pm 25/06/2008 |
|
| |
mood:  Everything ready for Fae???! music: Cliffs of Dover
|
Last weekend, the breeder told me when I could pick up my puppy.
Saturday-afternoon.
Not very convenient, since we've a visit schedualled then.
I phoned him up, only to get his wife on the phone.
I asked her if another day was possible.
"Hnnn, I don't know, but you can come by in the morning as well."
A hasty 'Okay' blurted out of me, and after hanging up, I realised that the poor thing was gonna be taken to a whole new home, by car (a completely over-exiting-experience on its own!), introduced to two cats, and have the visit the same day.
Way too much, if you ask me. Atleast give her ONE night of rest.
I phoned up again a day later. "Instead of Saturday-morning, can it be friday evening?"
Again, his wife answered the phone, and again it was a 'he's not in right now, but I'll ask".
Later on, I got a text-message... (His mobile-phone is pretty much dead a.t.m, he can only send text-messages with it).
"You can, instead of Friday or Saturday, pick her up at wednesday, 8 PM"
I read.
I blinked.
I read again.
I blinked again.
Then I practically tripped downstairs (my feet didn't wanna go as fast as I wanted to walk).
"Dad... any important soccer-matches on wednesday evening?!"
"No, we're out of the league, why?"
"GOOD! Eh.... mind going to Utrecht?"
"Why? You can pick her up then?"
"Yes.."
"No problem".
So, here I am, after practically a night of no sleep, sitting here feeling like a kid that knows Santa can come through the chimney any minute, nervous, happy, excited, my gaze burning a hole in the clock as I seem to try and speed it up by the power of mind, but to no success.
Tonight, we go out the three of us, to come back with the four of us.
I'M GONNA GET MY PUPPY TONIGHT!!!!!!!
PS: Some of you might wonder why I keep switching between english and dutch. The answer is simple: Some things I want to share with my english speaking friends as well. "Make up your mind" is not applicable, since this is how I made up my mind... some things will be in english, switch switch. |
|
| |
|
Read 2 - Post |
| |
| Lovecraft on Mastermind or Mastermind on Lovecraft.... |
|
|
| 01:17pm 25/06/2008 |
|
| |
@ count_marius... you two should hang out. |
|
| |
|
Read 3 - Post |
| |
| Een half jaar later |
|
|
| 12:02am 23/06/2008 |
|
| |
mood:  happy
|
Het is ongeveer een half jaar geleden dat ik bij de KB weg ging. Het heeft wat voeten in aanrde gehad..maar afgelopen woensdag heb ik alsnog mijn afschijd bij de KB gevierd.
Het wam net zo uit..aan het einde van het werkuitje van het SGD team kon ik bij heb aanschuiven bij een tapasrestaurant in Den Haag.
Het was zeker leuk om mijn oud-collega's weer te zien. En op de hoogte gesteld te werden van wat er gebeurde en zo. Het was echt, echt gezellig. En ik denk niet eens dat het alleen van de ene sangria, dat ene glas rode wijn en die whiskey kwam. (Met ijs! De barbaren hadden gewoon ijs in mijn whiskey gegooid! Zo zonde van de smaakt!) het was gewoon regelrecht gezellig, en lekker eten!
Ook kreeg ik nog wat voor mijn afscheid. Twee fantasyboeken.. Tja, daar krijg je me altijd blij mee. En een skelet.
Jep, je leest het goed, een skelet, waarschijnlijk compleet, van een ree. Dat had mijn baas me nog beloofd! Ik had de schedel er niet bij verwacht (die verzamelt ie zelf) maar j\hij zit er toch bij. Zo gaaf! Daarkun je vast wel wat moois mee. En zeker die ruggewervels...zo mooi!
Hmmm...tijd om te knutselen! |
|
| |
|
Read 2 - Post |
| |
| 200 vikingen |
|
|
| 11:45pm 22/06/2008 |
|
| |
mood:  bouncy
|
Vorige week zaterdag (en zondag) werd de slag bij Vlaardigen nagespeeld in Vlaardigen.
200 re-enactors hadden hun kampement in het park opgezet (niet zo practisch, net naast een kennel) om deze historische slag na te spelen.
Met Twilightbanana, Steelweaver, Ylvao en Ragar zijn we daar gaan kijken.
Het was echt leuk! We begonnen met een modewandeling, waarbij de verschillende kostuums en hun herkomst werden uitgelegd. En we werden aangemoedigd om de mensen vooral naar hun kleding te vragen. Want iedereen had er zijn best op gedaan, onderzoek naar gedaan en kende "zijn eigen graf" het best. Dat laatste klonk wel wat morbide, maar goed..we begrepen wat er bedoeld werd. En echt..het zag er erg goed uit! Na vervolgens wat gegeten te hebben en wat te hebben rondgestruind zijn we naar de slag gaan kijken.
Het zeg er allemaal best spectaculair uit. Zeker gezien eht feit dat er zelfs wat paarden werden gebuikt! Alleen die aankondiger..die had er wel meer van kunnen maken. Maar al met al was de slag best leuk om te zien, alleen erg snel voorbij. En, tot mijn schande moet ik toegeven niet voor de Friesen te zijn geweest. Tja..we moesten toch voor onze voorouders juichen? Tja..dan zit ik toch iets meer in de hoek van de Duitse keizer. En daarbij..die hadden mooiere schilden.
Na nog wat rondwandelen, dingetjes kopen, en een korte les in naaldbinden, zijn we weer naar Schiedam gegaan. Waar we zijn gaan Mongools eten. Echt klaargemaakt met kromzwaard, pijl en boog!
Hmmm...misschien dat laatste niet, maar het was wel erg, erg lekker! (En pittig...voor mijn doen...terwijl we de mildere variant hadden. Maar ja, ik ben een enorm watje!) Nee, het was echt heerlijke, en gezellig!
Het was een super dag!
En het beste ben ik nog vergeten te vermelden! Ragar had voor ons een naamstikker gemaakt voor Heimdall, en op de achterkant van de auto geplat. Het ziet er zo gaaf uit! Nu is ie echt af,,,nou, bijna dan! Want we hebben nog een tinnen heimdall beeld gekocht voor in de auto... Maar hij is echt van ons zu! Woei!
|
|
| |
|
Post |
| |
|
|
|
![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
alindes's Friends Page