Today was the first of seventeen days that I don't have to show up at work. A.k.a. holiday! How did I spend it? Slept in, managed to nab 2 more stunt runs in Burnout Paradise (now at 98% complete!), bought groceries, cooked dinner and rummaged around my room from 5pm to 11.30pm whilst ironing, loading and unloading the washing machine, pulling my PC apart, getting it ready for transport and all other sorts of chores.

So now I'm flumped out on my bed. Tomorrow morning I have to get up early, iron the last few shirts so I can pack my bag for a week, put everything in my car, and start driving. My program for the next two weeks:
Sunday: BBQ at parents for their birthday. I'm helping out with putting up a party tent in the garden and most likely I'll end up grilling the food.
Monday: Still at parents, chill, talk about Important Things (upcoming retirement, moving to a smaller house, etc.)
Tuesday: Visit grandparents and maybe an aunt or uncle. Probably just the grandparents as I expect most of the aunts and uncles to be at the BBQ. Drive onward to Maastricht, meet up with old friends, crash there.
Wednesday, Thursday: Chill in my old hometown, visit the new artsy summerfestival Zomeravonden (dutch link).
Friday: Pick up damanique, attend the semi-annual LAN-party together.
Sunday: Bring Dama back home, drive home to Katwijk, quickly re-pack bag with fresh clothes, sleep.
Monday to Sunday: Visit Belfast with _graywolf_ and ringtailed as gracious hosts.

Mmmf, sleepy time now. So much time and so little to do. Wait a minute. Strike that. Reverse it.