Thursday Dec 25th. X-mas day. Helped mom with the final preparations for the family dinner. At 11 am our guests showed up: grandma, aunt & uncle. Granddad had to stay home with a fever. Time flew by as we served dinner in a casual pace (30 mins between each course) and retold memories of 'when we were young'. Turned out that dad had a little surprise for me and my brother: He found out that a friend of him could copy old videos to DVD. So.... we now have a DVD at home with ALL the BLOODY, HUMILIATING, GUTWRENCHINGLY CUTE videos of little Robbie in the snow, Robbie chasing the dog, Robbie coming home in tears 'cos his bike fell into a bush of stinging nettles. AARGH! Nothing makes me feel so embarrassed as having to watch my own childhood filmed by my parents. After 45 minutes of pure agony, I convinced everyone that it would be more fun to watch Finding Nemo, which we did. At that time, the guests had to go, leaving me with cash and a bottle of "Gabriela Sabatini Wild Wind eau de toilette for men". We cleaned up the mess we made during dinner (mmmm stuffed turkey), then the four of us (mom, dad, bro and me) sat down and watched Babe. Not Ruth. Babe, the sheeppig.
Friday Dec 26th. Boxing day. A very lazy day. Read a few hundred pages of the Icewind Dale Trilogy, got told off by mom for not taking proper care of my clothes, had salmon that night.
Saturday Dec 27th. Drove back home, fooled around with my laptop, bought a Bluetooth plug for my PC and did another radioshow that night, with
Sunday Dec 28th. An afternoon with chips, dips, games and Happy Tree Friends. Thanks to
Monday Dec 29th. Work. Before I knew it, I was dragged into all kinds of chores again, from filling party bags for the New Year's Eve party to making curtains fireproof. Almost worked a full circle (from 9am to 8.30 pm). Roomie Martin's car was broken into, CDs, audiospeakers and a jacket stolen. This was in a parking garage for crying out loud! Rick and Martin decided to rent a few DVD's with their friends Florian and Gerben. Wasn't in the mood for direct-to-video crap that they have in the video-stores these days, so locked myself in my room and played some Dungeon Siege 'til it was time for bed. First had to find my bed underneath the "Clean-but-not-ironed-yet clothes'.
Tuesday Dec 30th. Today. More work, more interruptions, being sent to the photostore to pick up things for the hotel, then having to collect 25 massive rolls of plastic from a DIY store. I don't mind helping out, but if this goes on for another few weeks, I'm gonna have a serious talk with bossman. I'm not his delivery boy. How am I supposed to finish my own stuff if I am sent to do another chore every day?
Tomorrow: HOPEFULLY I'll be finished on time. 2.5 hour drive to Maastricht, eat Mexican food, celebrate New Years Eve with a bottle of Moet & Chandon Champagne in my old hangout: The Shamrock.
Thursday: Recovering from another hangover probably
Friday: Supposed to be working, but I'm gonna ask if I can have an extra day off. Don't wanna have to drive back to work for 2.5 hours, since I'm expected back in Maastricht that night for a LAN weekend.......