of mice and the rapture

last night, kristina and i went to see the david gilmour girls and the rapture in the melkweg in amsterdam. it was great. i hadn't seen the david gilmour girls with my old roommate maarten on drums yet but it was great great. the rapture were cool too. we had a super evening, even though i was feeling wrecked before. drinking too much coffee on an empty stomach isn't the best idea ever.

when we got home and were in bed for like one minute we heard this insane scream. it sounded like our upstairs neighbour got slaughtered to death. it turned out she saw a mouse when she entered her apartment. i tried to catch it for her, with no luck.. until this morning..

i opened the cupboard to see if there were any mice trails and yes there were. since the cupboard is high up i couldn't look in, but kristina saw a tiny head popping up from her pack of crackers. i then took a bowl and a cutting board, shoved the pack in the bowl and covered it with the cutting board. tada! i caught the mouse! it was so cute. the bowl was see through so i could see its little claws against it, the mouse being all scared and tiny.

i took it across the street and set it free. i regret now that i didn't keep it, but i'm sure he'll be back soon.

i'm shocked..

the 7 year old loved it and even the 4 year old giggled while getting shocks.
i wonder what games they normally play.

now. can i have this too?

dear santa clause,

today mr al kelly brought this amazing toy to the studio. he bought it for his 7 year old son, but i wonder if the kid will survive this. if he doesn't, can i please have it?

i know christmas isn't anytime soon but thank you in advance and i will love you longtime, forever.
joy, the sweetest kid in town.

fun with fur

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song of the day

"zelfs al ben ik nu gelukkiger verlang ik toch altijd terug."

punkdromen over rode wijn en zwarte jeans.
punkdromen over berlijn en anarchie.
punkdromen over lou reed en heroïne.

[ingenting] - punkdrömmar

it's probably..

because i've had some beers with my buddies now, that i'm writing this stuff for people that don't know what's up. here's some advice, more or less to myself (good to read this tomorrowmorning):

1. do not fall in love with your best friend, you'll only end up hurt.

then there are other things you should or shouldn't do:

2. just because it's the only thing in the world you want most, the person who doesn't answer your love should not hold you, hug you, touch you, cuddle up with you, stroke your hair etc. you will only end up hurt.

3. say: stop, if you don't want to be with me don't do what you're doing to me. if you don't say stop soon enough, you'll only end up hurt.

i could probably go on and on about this, but i think it's best to go to sleep now. perhaps a good number 4 could be:

4. don't get too personal on this blog. you might end up hurt or hurting others. and thats the last thing i want to do.

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i know this is an old song and an old videoclip, but i don't care, i am sad, angry and disappointed and this is my blog and i get to do with this whatever i want to.

stars - your ex-lover is dead