Finally, after making and subsequently changing plans at least thirty two times, the Dapster made it all the way to Amersfoort last saturday. And that’s probably just because he had to be in Zwolle the following day, so it only served his selfish interest. I had a terrible, rotten time and did not enjoy it at all.
I would have given you a link where you can tell him he’s ugly, but all I could find was an abandoned LiveJournal and a Hyves, but since it seems he doesn’t even want to fake to be my ‘friend’, he can go and die a slow and painful death so that it hurts. Crapdammit.