Chuck Bass, will you marry me?

Today was a slow slow slow Sunday. I spent the larger part of my day watching Gossip Girl.. Even though I wasn't that in to it when it began, now I am hooked.. Because of one man. Most of the others just annoy me (oh Serena, yes.. I feel so sorry for you and your problems.. it must be hard being all godess like and shit. Dan is just a twat and don't get me started about "little J") and meh.. I have to admit that Blair is cool because she nice and bitchy plus a little nuts. But back to that man. Ah yes. His name is: Chuck Bass. And he is absolutely jummy. Yes, he is a bit of a prick.. But that adds to the charm of him.

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He is hawt. Almost too much to handle. *sigh*

Plus some quotes:
Blair: I've been thinking about changing my signature scent. I've been trying out a new one, I can't decide if I like it. Would you mind? Chuck: [sniffs Blair] Smells a little like desperation.

Chuck: Did you have a reason for coming to see me? Because if it was to insult me, there's a website you can go to.

Bloglovin'

Ah yes, I decided to sign up as wel..! It's way easier to keep up with my huge load of daily reads.. ^^

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Love Of A Liftetime

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Ah. Romeo and Juliet. I'm such a sucker for doomed love stories..

Gay Paris..!

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Ah yes. Christmas is going to be too awsome, as I will be spending it in Paris with my beloved family..!
That also means I'll have to save up to be able to do a little shopping there.. But seeing as I don't have regular work I'm on a serious budget till the end of December. But the issue is, that it's Paris! I dont want to look a twat in my shabby (highly comfortable, but not very elegant) clothing in the one of the most stylin' cities I know.. So I've been desperately going through my regular blogs to get some inspiration, seeing as my shabby gear will just have to do (but perhaps there might be some cool new combinations possible..).

An update with my latest inspiration will follow!

Listening to the French Presidents baby mama:

Discover Carla Bruni!

Stop doing that.

Is saliva poisonous to men or something?
You do not need to spit on the sidewalk.
In front of my feet.
Every 30 seconds.
It’s sickening.

Fluffbal & co

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Commercials make me happy.

2009 will be the year I'll have to get off my ass.

I'm pretty pleased with myself. After a year of crappy irregular work, in January I will start working for Sissy-Boy. My mom was rather pleased as well. Seeing as I can afford anything from that store. But it’s all soooooo pretty.. *sigh*

Dream on

A weekend away. Finally.

I was in Belgium last weekend! I took the train to Antwerp, where a friend picked me up and we jammed ourselves into a packed bus to Turnhout. There we met up with the rest of the rather large group and got installed. The food (completely biological of course) was delicious! Especially the fruit, that was just soooo jummy.

A bit of a shame was the lack of showers.. Seeing as I shower at least once a day, not being able to shower for three days (especially after working at smoky fires). But plenty of deodorant and rose scented make up remover did the trick. We slept on the floor of a classroom with 20 others, quite cozy and close together (very interesting with people you don’t even know) sometimes getting an elbow or knee in my back but that didn’t really bother me. The ridiculously loud snoring kind of did.. > <

Oh and the highlight was that we did a workshop in forging! Three proper blacksmiths (was secretly hoping for an Orlando Bloom a la Pirates of the Caribbean or Kingdom of Heaven, but ah well) taught a group of us to work the fire, heat up iron and working with the iron. The hammers were crazy heavy and the fire was bit scary in the beginning, as well as the iron itself as it got really hot (even when it wasn’t glowing anymore it was hot, so many times I had to remind myself not to touch it) but as time passed the heat didn’t bother me one bit. It was great fun, even though my hands were really sore by the end of the day. I made a nail and two free forms (better described as “curly shaped things”). Pictures will follow! ^^

Oh and I forgot that playing musical chairs with a large group was such great fun!

Katrien, thanks for the invite! LOVED IT!

In need of some timetraveling..

I so should have been living in the sixties: for one the music is too cool.

Besides that I kind of think I would rock at being unemployed, having loads of casual sex, getting stoned and protesting against war. Plus not having to worry about shaving the armpits. So anyone know a good time machine (or some sort of time and space bender such as Hiro Nakamura will do as well) so I can go and leave this boring ass life behind?

L'Amant

Asian men tend to have this incredible sensual air about them. I feel as though their sometimes slightly cold exterior cover a scorching heat burning within them..

But perhaps this movie just made my head spin.

Have you seen my brain?

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I can't focus. On nothing. I actually managed to take the wrong bus TWICE this week, that meant I went completely the wrong way and it took me over half an hour longer to get home. I mean, can someone please wake me the f*ck up? So I can finally finish my report for school which I should have finished today, but isn't even close to it. Every time I try to work on it my brainactivity turns down to zero. I haven't got a clue where my mind is at lately, but has got shitty timing. I have things to do. So if you happen to find my brain, please return it, there will be a fitting reward.

Babe city.

This site made my day! *giggle*