Welcome to my cosy little attic. I hope you feel at home. Feel free to navigate. I hope my insanity is catching. Comments are more than welcome.
What's Up (so don't ask)
30/10/04 The Dude left us - RIP
15/03/05 I turn 18... start counting my grey hairs
16/05/05 Last Exam. Forever, I hope.
21/05/05 Jack Johnson Concert - KickAss
25/05/05 I graduate... maybe
07/06/05 Kaz turns 18. About time bro.
This is nice, I've written a bloody long blog and nobody's read it. I like.
Just to clarify, when I said Dean hopes to go to the oscars, I meant he knows he'll go. Sorry, Dean, 'twas but a typo.
Anyway, I thought now that I'm sorta back into the blogging mood, I'd keep going. I hope you all have gone to Leo's blog, which I linked to in the last post, he's funny. I was just rereading some old posts, trying to choose my favorites, and although there is no clear winner, I did like the headlines I wrote way back in June. Remember those? They were fun... let's see if I can do it again:
Geert Cheers As Parents Leave Him Alone This week seemed to be going so badly, with Geert's parents really busting his balls about work. It seems, however, that Geert is back on top, having succumbed to their bitching for a while and now playing the part of dutiful son. While his parents think he's researching Portugal's role in World War 2 (as fascinating as it is) he spends time writing explosively long posts for his blog, playing The Sims, napping and generally fucking about.
University Hunt Is Like Shooting Fish In A Barrel Geert has found it amazingly easy to find universities during his extensive (15 minute) university searches. It is, however, nearly impossible to find a place that he would like to spend 3 or 4 years. His quest for American universities is painful, however, because they all cost more than a full frontal lobotamy, and he is considering choosing the latter. There is hope however, for word has come out of an American University in Europe, which has a campus in The Netherlands, no less. Unfortunately, they don't offer many courses, so if Geert was to apply, he has a choice of only Psychology or International Relations. Of course, there are more, but these are the only two that are of the slightest interest to him, as he stated clearly last week,
"Shit, I can't think of anything to study... those seem ok... I guess"
Band Deemed "Fucking Cool" By Geert Upon arriving home from Zack's house a few days ago, Geert was quick to rip some CDs which he had borrowed. A certain sound caught his... ear. It is not a new band, neither is it the first time that Geert hears them, but it is the first time that he heard their album in it's entirety. The band, of course, is Tenacious D. Not only are the lyrics hilarious, he said, but the music shows great talent. After listening to the CD for hours, he went back and did it all again. Also, the very old Gorrilaz album was commended by Geert.
Wild Animal Escapes From The Geert Zoo Geert's private menagerie's security systems were called into question when one of the wild animals escaped 2 days ago. At first, the absence was not noticed, due to the animal's camoflage which makes inability to see it a common event, but two days without a sighting prompted the site manager to contact the authorities, and after literally minutes of extensive searching, the creature was spotted, having travelled for 2 whole days and made it completely across the path, tranquilized and put back into it's pen. The tortoise, it seems, had used the bushier of the plants in his pen to climb over the complex fence system, and make a run. Geert believes he did so because he saw Papillon and The Great Escape and is easily influenced by Steve McQueen. As a punishment, The Dude was force fed his medication and flipped over onto his back, and will remain so until the lesson is learnt.
High Profile Robbery, Cleaning Lady Is Main Suspect Upon returning to his room sometime last night, Geert noticed something dreadfully wrong... something was missing. After carefully contemplating the situation, he realised that it was his computer that had gone astray, and after more contemplation realised that he had actually moved it downstairs earlier that day. Something else, however, was wrong. After even more contemplation, he realised that one of his Reese's Bites packages, which he bought from an overpriced airport shop in New York, had been stolen. The only suspects are the cleaning ladies, because they were in his room earlier that day and are known for fickle fingers. Geerts said afterwards that we was glad he'd hidden his money, protecting it from those "stinkin' bitches"
