Well, it’s been like uh, more than a month since my last post. I have been busy. That is no excuse though, so from now on, I am going to aim for commit to writing at least 3 posts a week. I know… pretty ambitious hehe.
Ok, so nothing major has happened since my last post.
I did not get lucky, however, I did go on a date [or I am actually not quite sure if it can be called a date] with a guy I have known for quite some time. Don’t get too excited now… noting happened. So yeah… I am looking fwd to my ‘date’ with Urijah tomorrow. Date as in ’switching on the tv and watch him fight Mike Brown in Ft. Lauderdale’s HardRock’. I think I might wear my hot pink PJ’s for the occasion.
So I went to Tahoe… saw my friends. I love them and miss them when I am in NYC. I wish the wife would consider moving to Cali.

I passed out @ a Sushi Bar in Tahoe. I was hallucinating and thought I was @ the Spa, getting a nice body treatment and a facial. So I am laying on the floor in the middle of the restaurant, bra sticking out and stuff… not very ladylike at all, and I am just thinking how nice I feel @ “the Spa” [still out of it] and all of a sudden I hear: “is she OK?? Should we call an ambulance??” Well, I tell you, I ‘woke up/ snapped out of my SPA hallucination” real fast. I’m like no way dude! I am fine! Haha, all I could think was :
ambulance + hospital = lots of $$
f*ck that sh*t
[ I have been getting a bit of a potty mouth... been hanging out on too many boys dominated websites and with my male friends]
I wasn’t drunk at all. I mean pffff… I can handle my liquor! I used to live in Dublin for nearly 3 years. I only had 2 drinks during the day on the beach and 1.5 CUP of sake [you know the cups... they are tiny] during dinner. So no way that I was drunk. I got really offended when someone asked me that. They should know better!
I did get a bit tipsy @ Back to the Banks. I admit it. Not ashamed of it at all hahaha:


I have been working A LOT! Why can’t I just win the lottery?? Really?? When will it be my turn?? I have been voting republican for years because I know as soon when I hit it big, their tax ideals/ laws will come in handy. [in case you were wondering if I am losing my mind: NO I was just being sarcastic because this seems to be the thing that a lot of people who live in less than good conditions seem to be thinking... they still vote republican, because they refuse to pay a bit more taxes 'ONCE THEY HIT IT BIG' , whenever that day might be. Ah well, at least they vote... BTW, I am a socialist... you know, I am Dutch.. hehe]
I have been asked to write an article about women and biking. I’ve nearly finished it. It’s been a bit harder than I thought it would be.
Last but not least…
I HAVEN’T PAID MY STORAGE UNIT in Miami for a couple of months!! I kind of ‘forgot it/ did it on purpose’ : I mean, I managed just fine to live without all the ‘memories’ of my ‘former’ life with the ex so I decided to let it go. The unit got auctioned off and I am sure that who ever bought my unit has been getting a good laugh out of it. It had a lot of pictures [ very x-rated ones... from my ex...not me ] , books, bathroom stuff, lots of shoes and bag, hospital bills, sad diary entries and a DISCO BALL!
I am sad about that disco ball!