Saturday, May 23, 2009

Naked cowboys in a bathtub

Feeling like a princess after uni and a strawberry-blackberry smoothie. Love my little fruitman around the corner! And yes, it is alcohol-free!



Party-tour. Sili and I made a party-tour yesterday, due to the great supply of flatparties. We started the party at my place with some dinner. Since most of the parties at the moment are "last this - good bye that" it is getting a bit sad here. So, rule for the night, no senitmentality and only toasting for the moment (easier sad than done). Second stop was Céline's place, she left today. She had an amazing flat and after her we continued to Morrison Circus and Marjo's bday party. Crazy night and disagreements with the security man, but it went fine. At least we were quite when he came around.
Walked home at 5 am through the meadows, watching the sunrise. Romantic, but I was quite tired and mostly wanted to sleep. I hear this noise next to me, and see this naked cowboy, only dressed in boxers and a cowboyhat. He and his (dressed) colleague is looking into a camera by the road. As if this wasn't random enough, the cowboy runs across the road to yet another man (same dresscode) and then start too carry a bathtub! My only question is, WHY?! Couldn't stop staring! Maybe they were also on a why-not-mode?


Gabby moment. Went down on the street from Céline's place to get Sara & Louise. Was a bit disoriented since all the doors looked alike. Find the right entrance and floor, enter the key into the lock, it fits but doesn't turn. A man opens the door and simply says "NO" and shuts it. Oops, wrong door. Shit happens, that's one way of meeting new people I guess.

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