Did I Say That?

random thoughts and other junk

Friday, November 25, 2005

Status update

Went to the doctor earlier this morning, and left with my knee in a worse shape than before. And without a referral to the hospital. No, he had to see the unguided lump of whatever it is that's stuck in my knee first. As soon as it pops out, all I have to do is give a call and start moving, and he'll have a look at it instantly. Jay.
The weather outside is suckness to the max, so I'm glad I could stay in and work from home today.


  1. WILLIE!!!!!! Jij gillmoregirl kijker!!! Nu hebben we je betrapt een vrouwen soap! Daar kom je nu niet onder uit. Jij voed je vrouwelijke kant met chocola en ijs en op de bank hangen naar vrouwenteleviesie kijken. Wel gemeen dat cientje niet langs mag komen. Dat is erg gemeen en vergeven doen we je dat niet! dus je hebt nog een keus voor het te laat is. hoogachtend, Ikke

Thursday, November 24, 2005

Status message

Nope. No volleyball tonight for me. Last weekend, an old war-injury decided to play up again, and since it still isn't quite back to normal, I'm getting it checked out tomorrow.
Two years ago, I was sitting on my knees, trying to put something away underneath my desk. When I tried to get up, my (left) knee decided to lock up. There was absolutely no way to get it functioning again. Couple of days later it was unusable again, and eventually it seemed to work properly again. But every once in a while, it plays up. Like last saturday. One minute I'm fine, the next second I feel something snap.
It's not like my knee is completely useless at the moment. I can walk, sit, ride my bike, the works. It's just that it's kinda sensitive, and whenever I move it, it sorta nags. But I'm getting it checked out. I've putted that off for way too long. Tomorrow, I'm going to my general practitioner, and all he's gotta do is refer me to the nearest hospital, for a nice pretty picture. 'Cause something's copulated up in there. I don't think there should be a little bump that sticks out every now and then and that you can move around. Anyway... tomorrow's the day. Sorta, at least.

So with no volleyball tonight, I had some time for a tiny update here. Nothin' much been happenin' lately, and whatever I could've come up with was bleh to power of blah.

Wednesday, November 09, 2005

Of beer and balls

As I'm typing this, some good music is playing through my fancy headphones, a Leffe Trippel is within reach, and I am a very happy camper.

Tonight, I've played my first semi-serious game of volleyball since last March. Between the moments of utter mediocrity and stupid fuck-ups on my behalf, I played some great ball. I've hit some balls in ways I haven't hit them in for years (if I ever have hit them like that at all). For a team that played together for the first time, it really wasn't bad, and in time, it might even become something…
Yeah, I didn't play that shabby at all, and as a bonus, I got promoted from being first stand-in to a full-time member. I'm gonna sip some beer now. Laters.


  1. not to much I hope!

Tuesday, November 08, 2005


Blergh. My computer is acting weird. It's experiencing the weirdest stretch of unstability yet, I can't run Foobar and Bitcomet at the same time, because when I do Foobar starts to stutter. Everythings seems slower than usual. And on top of that, my reading light burned out, without me having a spare. Blergh2.
I guess it's one of those days.

Monday, November 07, 2005

Voor de goede orde

En fuck de context. Echt. Het gaat er even om dat het e.e.a. voor het (hypothetische) nageslacht vast ligt.

Evil Nickname [- words are all you know -]:
maar dat houdt dus wel in dat als je het gore lef hebt weer op het laatste moment te cancelen je de keer daar op royaal de gifhik kan krijgen...
Evil Nickname [- words are all you know -]:
snappez vous dat ook? :P
DAP - ...:
dat snap ik daarom ben ik er ook gewoon anders dan doe ik mezelf wat aan ok?? of jullie mogen dat gaan doen :P

@self: mental note

Hereby I like to remind myself that I have to be at Sporthal Schuilenburg at about a quarter to seven on wednesday, to play some ball.

Saturday, November 05, 2005

Help me out now

Suppose, it's a quarter past three in the morning, and someone's about to take a wild guess at my age. She thought I would be thirtyfour, but to make it easy on me, she said I'd be about thirtytwo years old.
Riddle me this: should I be flattered when someone thinks I am nine years older then I actually am or not?


  1. Lief schatje van me! Ben blij da dat je hety vraagt. het antwoord is eigelijk heel simpel. Wij vrouwen houden er van als een man uit zijn pubertijd komt! En aangezien mannen dat pas kunnen (ahum) in hun dertigste zullen ze ook wat meer ervaring in hun leven hebben opgedaan. Dus eigelijk vind ze je dus te volwassen voor je leeftijd of wat je uitstraald. Het kan ook anders om zijn maar dat vergeten we voor het gemak :p. Laat chantal je maar die uitleg geven. Liefs anne

Wednesday, November 02, 2005

And I quote…

…and if you tolerate this then your children will be next… Manic Street Preachers

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

We'll never be as young as we are right now (part II)

They got a file on me and it's a mile long
And they say that they got all of the proof
That I'm just another case of arrested development
And just another wasted youth

They say I'm in the need of a radical discipline
They say I gotta face the truth
That I'm just another case of arrested development
And just another wasted youth

They say I'm wild and I'm reckless
I should be acting my age
I'm an impressionable child in a tumultuous world
And they say I'm at a difficult stage

But it seems to me the contrary
Of all the crap they're going to put on the page:
That a wasted youth is better by far
Than a wise and productive old age!

A wasted youth is better by far
Than a wise and productive old age! Everything Louder Than Everything Else

Happy birthday, Jimmy

The morning after the night before…

Okay, I'll admit it… I made a terrible mistake. I posted the wrong link. So here's an addendum: