Barbie-Perfection in Gross-land

Do any of you ever feel like they might be slightly more insane than the average person in some regards? Because boy, am I feeling like that right now. Again. I’m too lazy to check how many blogs I start in a similar fashion, but I’m betting it’s a lot. Todays topic? Sounds. Or more

Knowing that you don’t know!

When things get really busy at work – I start noticing that I’m doing (even) more work than I’m usually doing by the amount of worrying and procrastinating that finds its way into my day. I wouldn’t yet call it stress, but it’s definitely something resembling the makings of it, I suppose. I’ll suddenly find

The red-green conundrum

Do you ever feel like a weirdo?Cause yaknow. I do. Totally. Often. A lot of the times. Ain’t no one gonna contest that either, I know. Pretty much anyone reading this blog already knows I’m a total basket case. Nuts. Cuckoo.‘Een tik van de molen gehad’ – is how they say it in Dutch (which

Reflections – The great tits

The past few weeks there’s been these two little birdies that have been driving me crazy. CRAZY I tell you!Great tits, actually (yes. I giggled). Throughout the ENTIRE day – these two bastards LAUNCH themselves at my french doors. PECK at my french doors. Flap their wings, stomp their feet, thomp their bodies against my

Music on the brain

A lot of the time I manage to convince myself that I’m a normal functioning human being. One of the great big pool of the many. A unique being in a world where everyone’s unique, so not really unique at all, but still unique at being unique. Sometimes, though, I find myself noticing things about

Bamboozled

Do you ever play games on your mobile phone? I bet you do. Just admit it. Everybody has a secret Candy Crush addiction, these days. Ain’t no hiding it. But – regardless of whether you do or not – you’ve probably seen them: ads for games IN games. Win a level, move on to the

‘Real’.

Sometimes I have these days where I feel a bit disconnected from the world around me. I don’t know if disconnected is the right word to use, because it’s not really what I mean exactly. They’re days where I feel a little fuzzy. Not the fluffy kind – but the grey-snow-on-the-tv kind of way. Scrambled.