chloe's meme

1. The phone rings; whom do you want it to be? someone calling to say hi and ask how I am

2. When shopping at the grocery store, do you return your cart? yup. always. coz of my 1-€-coin inside

3. If you had to kiss again the last person you kissed, would you? of course. she's me mammy after all.

4. Do you take compliments well? not always. half the time I think someone's taking the piss

5. Do you play Sudoku? tried it a few times, but I'm probably too stupid to become attracted

6. If abandoned alone in the wilderness, would you survive? how wild exactly? I sorta doubt it though. let's say "nope"

7. Do you like nipple rings? as long as I don't have to wear them...

8. Did you ever go to camp as a kid? this one time, at music camp... no, I didn't. I don't play well with others

9. If a sexy person were pursuing you, but you knew he/she were married what would you do? tell them to sign the divorce papers first.

10. Could you date someone with different religious beliefs than you? I'm an atheist. most people I've dated had a different belief than I do.

11. Do you like to pursue or be pursued? both

12. Use three words to describe yourself at the moment: tired, thirsty, eyes hurt

13. Do any songs make you cry? depending on my mood, even the muppet show anthem could make me cry

14. Are you continuing your education? every day

15. Do you know how to shoot a gun? yes

16. If your house were on fire, what would be the first thing you grabbed? my phone. to ring the firehouse. d'uh

17. Who was the last person you shared a bed with? E. snores like it's going out of fashion

18. Whom do you text the most? my buddy R. who writes the funniest stuff

19. Favorite children’s books? from my own childhood: mouse and elephant, astrid lindgren's stuff, the pimpelmouse. from the next generation, I totally dig the petersson and findus books.

20. What do you buy at the movies? sweet popcorn and cola

21. Do you know how to play poker? yes, but I haven't played it since highschool

22. Do you wear your seat belt? of course. me mammy said the car can't go without everyone wearing them.

ugly spider

I take the bucket with tar and a long paintbrush and take the elevator down. leave the building where my office's located and start painting the pavement with the fresh liquid tar.

while I'm painting, I start thinking this is absolute nonsense, why am I doing it? so I carry the bucket towards the entrance door and start painting the paving stones there. it's really hot outside, and the doorway looks different than usual. other times, it doesn't have 4 steps and a railing on both sides leading to the door. on both sides of the railing, someone has placed a bush on each side.

I've never noticed them before. I pour some tar on the earth holding each bush and take the brush to paint the stems. as I want to walk up the stairs to the door, I notice that in the few minutes I've been outside tarring the pavement, this huge massive spider has spun a web, right between the those two bushes flanking the door.

I can't get through. It's one huge ugly motherfucker, that spider. body as big as a cake plate, with many more legs than it should have. looks like a mix between a spider, an amoeba and the way the sun looks like when drawn by a toddler.

I'm thinking what should I do now? I can't get back in! when one of the neighbours, who has her practise in the same building comes up to me. she says can't get in? and grabs the net the spider has spun and hangs it over one of the bushes. it'll be alright now, she says. but I can see it coming. it's not that easy.

the spider's spotted me now, crouches down like a cat and jumps towards me. I'm a quick one, me, so I turn around and start running, like a bunny, in zigzags and lotsa U-turns, but that damn amoeba-spider keeps on flying after me.

and then it catches on to me and jumps right on my head, covering the left side of my skull, partly over my left eye and starts ramming its teeth into the skin.
WAAAAHH


I wake up. drenched in sweat. my heart's beating so fast and heavy, at first I fear I have a coronary. I climb out of bed and almost go down, my knees buckle. for fuck's sake, what a nightmare!

sweet dreams are made of this

in the wee hours of last night, I had a dream. I can remember because it got interrupted by nature's call. I'm only 30, but yes, I wake up every night after about 3 hours because I have the bladder of a toddler. makes me wonder where that'll lead to. I suppose, should I ever turn 60, I'll just sleep on the loo.

but back to the dream. we sat around a dinner table, his family, him and me. I talked to his mum and dad and his older bro kept on cracking silly jokes. the weird part: all along I knew it was a dream. even while chatting with his dad, I knew that couldn't be, coz I've never met him and he's passed away a coupla years ago. when I woke up, I felt the loss for his dad, whom I'd loved to have met in person and I didn't miss him as much as I sometimes do. coz we'd just been talking.