Hah

Two days to go until the NaNoWriMo madness. This is my novel, go check it out.

But before the madness commences, tonight there will be an online PSQ. Huh? Nothing you'd understand.

And I'm going to sign up (really) with a job thing service type company stuff. And I'm going to send someone some roses. Oops, that was supposed to be a surprise.

Im Westen nichts Neues

Which means, nothing new on the western front. Or in the west. Or, nothing new with this Man of Westernesse. Muahah. I'm still looking for a job, only a bit harder maybe, but there's something else. It's scary. I think Blogger is reading my mind.

You see, I really really wanted to get back to writing again, and this time write a book, or a novel if you will. Only this time in Dutch, because I'm just a bit more poetic/innovative with that language. This is where Blogger kicks in. They're helping me out greatly, I think, without even knowing it.

And why not? Why shouldn't I blog my own novel, even if it's Dutch? And if that's not good enough, I could always try English. I mean, it's not as if I'm illiterate or anything. At least I know how to spell favourite, colour, and centre. And I know a bit of HTML. And I can write! Look, I'm doing it already, now all I need is to make sense. Which shouldn't be too hard for someone sensitive sensible like me. I'm going to do this.

Oh, and my throat has finally stopped being sore.

Common Cold

You know how it is. Sore throat, head filled with stuff I don't even want to think about, feeling miserable... I've got a nasty cold. Blergh.

Neglect

Yes, I've been neglecting this online journal. No, that's not my fault. Sometimes you just don't feel like doing anything, especially on the boring Internet, and I'm still looking, inquiring, waiting for reactions, concerning jobs.

But life is still good, very good even, though I don't always see it. It's in the little things. Cute animals. Pretty nature. Food even. My girlfriend. It's what keeps me going. Stop. Write more tomorrow. Stop. Probably. Stop.

This telegramme brought to You by Me. Lack of Inspiration, disappear!