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80 questions

In Too lazy to assign a category on May 17, 2007 at 10:58 pm

1. How old will you be in five years?
Forty-two. I will know whether life really begins at forty.I have my doubts.

2. Who did you spend at least two hours with today?

3. How tall are you?
175 cm

4. What do you look forward to most in the next six weeks?
New opportunities.

5. What's the last movie you saw?
Dark horse, on DVD.

6. Who was the last person you called?
My mother.

7. Who was the last person to call you?
My mother.

8. What was the last text message you received?
A message telling me I missed 4 calls.

9. Who was the last person to leave you a voicemail?
The person whose calls I missed.

10. Do you prefer to call or text?
Depends on what needs to be communicated.

11. What were you doing at 12am last night?
Filling in my Facebook profile. Not even 6000 people from Belgium have an account.

12. Are your parents married/divorced?

13. When did you last see your mom?
On mother's day.

14. What color are your eyes?

15. What time did you wake up today?
I woke up way too early, I got up too late.

16. What are you wearing right now?
Nothing much.

17. What is your favorite Christmas song?
I dislike Christmas.

18. Where is your favorite place to be?

19. Where is your least favorite place to be?
Over here.

20. Where would you go if you could go anywhere?
I'd travel around.

21. Where do you think you'll be in 10 years?
No idea. Heaven? Hell? Antwerp? Elsewhere (see 18)? Or perhaps in a castle, with Maiki?

22. Do you tan or burn?
Burn, baby, burn.

23. What did you fear was going to get you at night as a child?
Reality was worse than my worst fears.

24. What was the last thing that really made you laugh?
A post by Áine.

25. How many TVs do you have in your house?
Just one.

26. How big is your bed?
Double. Not big enough.

27. Do you have a laptop or desktop computer?

28. Do you sleep with or without clothes on?
Usually without, unless it's too cold.

29. What color are your sheets?
It varies.

30. How many pillows do you sleep with?
Just one.

31. What is your favorite season?

32. What do you like about fall?
Nothing much.

33. What do you like about winter?
Even less.

34. What do you like about the summer?
Light, warmth, more time to spend outside the house, opportunity to eat outside, perhaps in the garden.

35. What do you like about spring?
After winter? Everything.

36. How many states/provinces have you lived in?
Not enough.

37. What cities/towns have you lived in?
Bergen op Zoom, Antwerp. Like I said, not enough.

39. Are you a social person?
Theoretically … yes. I have come to appreciate time by myself as well though.

40. What was the last thing you ate?

41. What is your favorite restaurant?
I don't have one favourite. I like variety.

42. What is your favorite ice cream?
Peanutbutter Vanilla.

43. What is your favorite dessert?
This doesn't look bad: fresh fruit and sabayon. How about a grand dessert for two?

44. What is your favorite kind of soup?
Tom Yum Goong.

45. What kind of jelly do you like on your PB & J sandwich?
I prefer a Fluffernutter.

46. Do you like Chinese food?
If it's authentical and not trying to cater European tastes.

47. Do you like coffee?

48. How many glasses of water, a day, do you drink on average?
Not enough.

49. What do you drink in the morning?

52. Do you know how to play poker?
Not as good as to risk playing strip poker with just anyone.

53. Do you like to cuddle?
It depends on my mood. When I'm in pain, please don't touch me.

54. Have you ever been to Canada?

55. Do you have an addictive personality?

Your Personality is 53% Addictive

You may have an addictive personality, but you have it mostly under check.

Just don't start any new bad habits, okay?

Do You Have an Addictive Personality?

56. Do you eat out or at home more often?
Home. It's too expensive to eat out all the time.

58. Do you know anyone with the same birthday as you?

59. Do you want kids?
The answer to that question has become urgent.

60. Do you speak any other languages?
Yes, several.

61. Have you ever gotten stitches?
Yes, several times. As a child I fell several times, and when I was 17 I had a breast reduction.

62. Have you ever ridden in an ambulance?
Yes, someone in the building I used to live, was addicted to cocaine. Bad, bad habit.

63. Do you prefer an ocean or a pool?

64. Do you prefer a window seat or an aisle seat?
Depends on who's sitting next to me.

65. Do you know how to drive a stick?
Of course. Don't like those automatic cars.

66. What is your favorite thing to spend money on?
Books, shoes, gadgets.

67. Do you wear any jewelry?
Earrings, a ring, sometimes a bracelet or necklace, and flowers in my hair.

68. What is your favorite TV show?
At the moment it's Home and Away, because it's on when I get home from work. I usually watch the show before I start making dinner.

69. Can you roll your tongue?
No. But I can do other things.

70. Who is the funniest person you know?
Najib Amhali and Alex Agnew.

71. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?
Hell no.

72. What is the main ring tone on your phone?
An oldfashioned one.

73. Do you still have clothes from when you were little?
Yes, some.

74. What red object is closest to you right now?
The case in which I keep my fountain pen.

75. Do you turn off the water while you brush your teeth?

76. Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed?
Slightly open.

77. Would you rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of bees?
Big bear.

78. Do you flirt a lot?
Not enough.

79. What do you dip a chicken nugget in?
I never eat chicken nuggets.

80. What is your favorite food?
thai, italian, indian, mexican, icecream, chocolate, pancakes.

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40 questions

In Too lazy to assign a category on May 6, 2007 at 9:39 am

1. When you're home alone, do you still close the door when you use the restroom ?
I don't close the door, not usually.

2. If you have to go grocery shopping, would you rather go alone or with someone ?
I'd prefer company, if only to help me carry the heavy stuff.

3. It's your best friends birthday, do you buy them a gift even though they didn't buy you one for yours ?
I'm not too much of a birthday person.

4. You win the lottery. Lump sum or small payments over a period of time ?
Give me all at once, and I'll take care of it.

5. Do you like your music loud or at a reasonable level ?
It depends on the kind of music I'm listening to.

6. Are you a beach person or a snowy mountain person ?
Mmm … neither. If I have to choose, I'd prefer the beach. I don't like cold too much.

7. When do you brush your teeth ?
Morning and evening.

8. Can you watch scary movies alone ?
Scary movies often make me laugh.

9. Soft bed or firm ?
Inbetween I guess.

10. Would you rather stay home all day, or be out and about ?
It depends on my mood.

11. What's one of your worst memories ?
Being abused.

12. Do you like to keep the peace or be confrontational ?
I'm rather confrontational.

13. Are you more likely to be with a large group of people or a few close friends ?
I used to be surrounded by many, but I've become more of a solitary person over time.

14. What are your plans for October ?
October is still too far away for me to have concrete plans.

15. If money were not a problem, where would you like to live ?
Somewhere calm and sunny, but with a lively town nearby. If money were not a problem, I'd be travelling a lot.

16. What is your ideal profession ?
Not the one I have now. I'd like something more creative and challenging.

17. Are you close to your Mom and Dad ?
I'm close to my mom, I have no contact with my father anymore (and that's a good thing).

18. What is one fear that you can't seem to overcome ?
The fear of failure.

19. Are you good at math ?
Not really.

21. Is there anyone that you regret ever meeting ?
Yes. But it was inevitable.

22. Rate your life on a scale from 1 – 10:
That would be a 6.

23. Would you rather have roommates or live alone ?
In Europe, roommates are less common. I'd like to be able to buy a castle or old factory building, and live there with several people, in perfect balance between community and privacy.

24. Do you like any of your friends a little more than just a friend ?
Yes, I certainly do.

25. Do you like to drive ?
No, I don't. It's handy to get me from A to B, but it's not like I enjoy driving.

27. If you found out that you were going to be a parent, what would you do ?
Be surprised. Be happy. Prepare.

28. Do you give money to homeless people when they ask ?
Sometimes. Not always though.

29. A weekend in Las Vegas or Miami ?
Can I go elsewhere?

30. When you go to the store, do you have a list or just buy random things ?
I've got a list in my head, but also buy things that are not on that list.

31. What do you wear to sleep in ?
Nothing. Unless it's too cold, in which case I wear something that covers my shoulders, in order to avoid stiff muscles.

32. You have 3 months left to live, what do you do ?

33. You're having a bad day, what one thing can make your day better ?
A good conversation.

34. Tanning bed ?
No, not at all.

35. Is there anything you would change about your body if you could ?
Just one thing? I guess I'd have an entire list.

36. You wake up in an unfamiliar place, what is your first reaction ?
Who's that cutie next to me? Hehe, j/k.

37. Is there anything that you should be doing right now ?

38. If there was a way to know when and how you're going to die, would you want that information ?
I'm not sure.

39. What is your favorite breakfast food ?
I don't often eat breakfast. Just coffee. I know that's not a good thing. I do like homemade bread, fresh orange juice, and yoghurt.

40. Your phone rings at 4am, who do you expect it to be ?
Someone with bad news.

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In Too lazy to assign a category on January 2, 2007 at 3:22 pm


"Don't build me a golden cage but give me wings to discover the world."

My mother gave this to me years ago. It's one of my favourite possessions.

I guess it's a variation on: if you love someone, set them free. It sure is how I tick. Try to pin me down, and the harder you try, the more you'll push me away. Sure, the cage may be golden, but I don't want to be caged, and I don't want to feel trapped. I don't want people to claim me.

It works on many levels. First there's the material level. When I was younger, I used to work in the diamond industry. There was an Indian guy that fell in love with me. At a certain point, he even wanted me to marry him. There was the huge diamond ring, there was the platinum credit card, there was the villa. All I had to do was say yes. But I didn't. Because I knew I would be living in a golden cage for the rest of my life, and while I might not know what I want out of life, I know it's not that.

It also works on a non material level. I don't want to mean the world to someone, because all too often it boils down to them making me (knowingly, or more often unknowingly) feel responsible for their happiness. I don't want to have to weigh my words all the time, because what I say might make them feel unhappy. I don't want to make someone feel miserable on purpose, but I can't stand the feeling of doing just that, no matter what I say. I don't like feeling that no matter how much time I spend on them, it's never enough. When that happens, I withdraw.

And I know, withdrawing might not be the best answer to such a situation, but it makes me panic. It makes me look for exits. Even while I might not want to get out, I worry and worry, I lie awake at night, and at a certain point, I even run into difficulty breathing. Then all I'm capable of is taking a (temporary) distance. To make it worse, other things going on in my life, might work as a catalyst. And of course, the other person is not going to understand.

Finally, it also works on a very personal level. I build a cage for myself. The cage might give me a (false) sense of safety, but who am I kidding? It only reinforces my anxieties, my fears. In 2007 I want to tear down my own personal cage, and step into the world, liberated, free to explore.

picture taken by me

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Personality test

In Too lazy to assign a category on December 29, 2006 at 7:50 pm

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Take the test yourself.

Below are the results for me. The things I recognise in myself are in italic. For those of you that have known me for a while, feel free to correct me 🙂


Strengths of a Melancholy

The Melancholy's Emotions

  • Deep and thoughtfully
  • Analytical
  • Serious and purposeful
  • Genius prone
  • Talented and creative
  • Artistic or musical
  • Philosophical and poetic
  • Appreciative of beauty
  • Sensitive to others
  • Self-sacrificing
  • Conscientious
  • Idealistic
The Melancholy As A Parent

  • Sets high standards
  • Wants everything done right
  • Keeps home in good order
  • Picks up after children
  • Sacrifices own will for others
  • Encourages scholarship and talent
The Melancholy At Work

  • Schedule oriented
  • Perfectionist, high standards
  • Detail conscious
  • Persistent and thorough
  • Orderly and organized
  • Neat and tidy
  • Economical
  • Sees the problems
  • Finds creative solutions
  • Needs to finish what he starts
  • Likes charts, graphs, figures, lists

Weakness of a Melancholy

The Melancholy's Emotions

  • Remembers the negatives
  • Moody and depressed
  • Enjoys being hurt
  • Has false humility
  • Off in another world
  • Low self-image
  • Has selective hearing
  • Self-centered
  • Too introspective (note: and yet at the same time not introspective enough)
  • Guilt feelings
  • Persecution complex
  • Tends to hypochondria
The Melancholy As A Parent

  • Puts goals beyond reach
  • May discourage children
  • May be too meticulous
  • Becomes martyr
  • Sulks over disagreements
  • Puts guilt upon children
The Melancholy At Work

  • Not people oriented
  • Depressed over imperfections
  • Chooses difficult work
  • Hesitant too start projects
  • Spends to much time planning
  • Prefers analysis to work
  • Self-deprecating
  • Hard to please
  • Standards often too high
  • Deep need for approval
The Melancholy As a Friend

  • Lives through others
  • Insecure socially
  • Withdrawn and remote
  • Critical of others
  • Holds back affections
  • Dislikes those in opposition
  • Suspicious of people
  • Antagonistic and vengeful
  • Unforgiving
  • Full of contradictions
  • Skeptical of compliments

Strengths of a Phlegmatic

The Phlegmatic's Emotions

  • Low-key personality
  • Easygoing and relaxed
  • Calm, cool and collected
  • Patient well balanced
  • Consistent life
  • Quiet but witty
  • Sympathetic and kind
  • Keeps emotions hidden (note: how is that a strenght?)
  • Happily reconciled to life
  • All-purpose person
The Phlegmatic As A Parent

  • Makes a good parent
  • Takes time for the children
  • Is not in a hurry
  • Can take the good with the bad
  • Doesn't get upset easily
The Phlegmatic At Work

  • Competent and steady
  • Peaceful and agreeable
  • Has administrative ability
  • Mediates problems
  • Avoids conflicts
  • Good under pressure
  • Finds the easy way

Weaknesses of a Phlegmatic

The Phlegmatic's Emotions

  • Unenthusiastic
  • Fearful and worried
  • Indecisive
  • Avoids responsibility
  • Quiet will of iron
  • Selfish
  • To shy and reticent
  • Too compromising
  • Self-righteous
The Phlegmatic As A Parent

  • Lax on discipline
  • Doesn't organize home
  • Takes life too easy
The Phlegmatic At Work

  • Not goal oriented
  • Lacks self motivation
  • Hard to get moving
  • Resents being pushed
  • Lazy and careless
  • Discourages others
  • Would rather watch
The Phlegmatic As a Friend

  • Dampens enthusiasm
  • Stays uninvolved
  • Is not exciting
  • Indifferent to plans
  • Judges others
  • Sarcastic and teasing
  • Resists change

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31 questions

In Too lazy to assign a category on December 28, 2006 at 8:30 pm

1. What’s your name spelled backwards?
amri ettëirneh adrareg edlihtam taamver

2. Have you ever licked a 9-volt battery?
of all the things to lick, why should i pick a 9-volt battery? because it tickles?

3. Last time you swam in a pool?
mmm … might be 10 years ago by now.

4. Type of music you dislike most?
gabber music.

5. Do you have cable?
yes, cable tv.

6. Ever made a prank phone call?
well, that was the plan, but i ended up talking for over an hour with the person at the other side of the line.

7. Would you go bungee jumping or sky diving?
why not both, eh?

8. Chips or popcorn?

9. Have you ever smoked peanut shells?
no, but i did smoke cattail, or typha latifolia which according to Wikipedia also is called cat-o'-nine-tails *grin*

10. Orange juice or apple?
orange juice please.

11. Have you ever won a trophy?
yes, i have. several actually.

12. Ever ordered from an infomercial?
nope and never will. i think advertising should stay seperate from information or news. i also dislike infotainment.

13. Ever thrown up in public?
mmm … not that i can remember anyway.

14. Would you prefer being a millionaire or finding true love?
let's see … please define true love. and the part about being a millionaire … in what currency would that be?

15. Where would you like to go right now?
australia. if only.

16. Ever spin around in circles until you got so dizzy you fell?
yes. i've also had a balance disorder that caused vertigo, which was no fun at all.

17. What's the most comfortable thing you own?
a pair of old worn out grey pants i still love to wear around the house.

18. Have you ever stolen a sign from a street?
several. it was kind of a sport when i was at uni.

19. What was the last thing you were thinking about?
how i like cherry coke even though it's terribly sweet, and why i sometimes eat one more strawberry mallow knowing i will feel sick.

20. Is the moon out right now?
yes, and it looks like this, the moon phase is waxing gibbous.

21. What's one of your weird quirks that nobody really understands?
my tendency to sign up for oodles of communities and start even more blogs.

22. Ever thought about why grass is green?
no, but i have thought about why it always looks greener on the other side of the fence.

23. Can you build a detailed sand castle?
you mean, like this? eurhm … nope.

24. What's one of your favorite possessions?
a silver ring with 'ewald – irma' engraved inside, a golden brooch in the shape of the letter i that belonged to my grandmother, a golden bracelet i got from my mother when i turned 21 and a djembe i got for a birthday.

25. Do you like to sleep?
i'm an insomniac. it's a horrible question.

26. Is your bed comfortable?
i'm an insomniac. it's a horrible question.

27. What's the most awkward thing that happened to you in public?
blocked from memory.

28. Who's the last person that freaked you out?
i'm not easily freaked out. last person that freaked me out though, was ewald, online known as wchulseiee.

29. How come macaroni and cheese is so good?
how come ice cream is better?

30. Is pink the new black?
what's wrong with the original black?

31. What thought made you cry last?
the thought that my mother, like all other people, is mortal.

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World View

In Too lazy to assign a category on December 21, 2006 at 10:12 pm

You scored as Postmodernist.

Postmodernism is the belief in complete open interpretation. You see the universe as a collection of information with varying ways of putting it together. There is no absolute truth for you; even the most hardened facts are open to interpretation. Meaning relies on context and even the language you use to describe things should be subject to analysis.



Cultural Creative














What is Your World View?

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Five things

In Too lazy to assign a category on December 19, 2006 at 10:49 pm

1. I had a breast reduction when I was 17.
2. I wish I had more time. I always feel I'm short of time. I've also got a tendency to think I'm too late with everything in life.
3. Although I define myself as being bisexual, and have had more than one sexual experience with girls (or women), I never had that many female friends. It seems that I can't relate to most women. Overall I tend to get along better with men. In primary school I had just one female friend. Our friendship ended once we went to high school. She went to a different school and we lost touch. In high school it was more of the same. Just one female friend. The friendship lasted untill I went to university. And then at uni, guess what, I had yet again one female friend. With her I'm still friends, even though we don't see each other that often. She lives near Brussels, is married, and has 3 children.
4. I like to write erotic stories, that I usually don't share.
5. I still wish I was a fetish model, which is pretty pathetic at age 37.

Directions: Blog 5 little known facts about yourself using the 5things tag.

Roan made me do it.

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Random Tidbits

In Too lazy to assign a category on December 17, 2006 at 3:32 am

I was born at home, upstairs, in the bedroom. When I decided to leave my mother's womb, I was all blue, and they had to bathe me in order for me to turn to a more common kind of colour.

My mother told me she didn't love me rightaway, she didn't have that motherly feeling a woman is supposed to have when seeing her baby for the first time. She had to get used to the idea. After childbirth, she was just terribly tired, and glad it was over.

Even as a child, I had real sensitive skin, and my mother actually had to boil oatmeal in water, and wash me with that water, because I didn't support plain water on my skin.

I once won a rabbit at school and my mother, whom I called to pick me and my brandnew friend up from school, told me I was allowed to keep the rabbit, provided I took care of it myself. I agreed. My brother however, being slightly jealous of me, wanted the rabbit as well. So I sold it to him for what now would be about € 2,- after which I told him he now had to clean the cage etc. as he was the owner. Of course, in the end, most of the work was for my mom, but I thought I was pretty clever at that time.

My father was illiterate. My mother always covered this up for the outside world. She protected him, and stayed with him, and would still have been with him, if he didn't ask for a divorce, because he hooked up with a woman who previously was married and lived in the same street we did. I bet one could make a movie out of the absurdity of my parents' divorce.

I like icecream very much, even in wintertime. Once friends got me icecream for breakfast on my birthday. There were several flavours, with fresh fruit, whipped cream, serveral flavours of toppings, meringue etc. etc. The American company Häagen Dasz once had a flavour I liked a lot: peanutbutter vanilla. Unfortunately not enough people shared my taste, and now they don't sell it anymore in Belgium.

I wish I had more time. I always feel I'm short of time. I've also got a tendency to think I'm too late with everything in life.

I remember that in high school we had to present a reading list. We had to read about 30 books from Dutch literature, from several time periods. Not only we had to read those, but analyse them as well. Most of my fellow students hated that assignment, but I had a lot of trouble getting my long list down to just 30. I remember getting a written compliment from my teacher, whose name was Ben. He told me I might just as well been a student at university because the quality of my reviews was very high. I still have this note, and I even scanned it in, and posted it to my online literature notebook.

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Who the heck is Irma?

In Too lazy to assign a category on December 16, 2006 at 8:55 pm

Born on June 18th 1969 as the first child in an average normal family, except for the illiterate, abusive father, and the dutiful mother, sacrificing her own life for her children, including that lousy excuse for a husband, all because she made the mistake of marrying him, and because she strongly believes in living with the consequences of one’s actions, Irma spent the first 17 years of her life in the small town of Bergen op Zoom in the Netherlands.

Being able to read at age 3, she later on became an avid reader, and having read just about everything the local library had to offer at age 10, she started nagging her mother to bring her to the main library at the other side of town every few days.

She never liked being a girl, and could even be seen praying at night for God to turn her into a boy overnight, always being disappointed if such obviously wasn’t the case the next morning. She drove the Catholic nuns at kindergarten crazy by refusing to play with dolls, and by disappearing from the school yard, driving off on a go-cart, of course only to be noticed a couple of blocks down the road by thoughtful adults, bringing her back to that same school yard, where the nuns made sure she knew she was a naughty child. Nevertheless she must have liked going there, because when she was suffering from Pfeiffer’s disease, she was told she wouldn’t be allowed to go to school the next day, if she didn’t sleep in the afternoon, and this for almost an entire year.

Pfeiffer’s disease plagued her once more, in secondary school, even though one is supposed to only be able to get it once, where she almost had to retake her 4th year, having missed a couple of months. She studied Latin and Greek, took the obligatory field trip to Italy, smoked marijuana in the pupil’s basement, tried to fit in but failed miserably, called just about every teacher by first name, except for the few remaining priests and elderly teachers, played the recorder, even though she would have largely preferred the piano, tried ballet, gymnastics, football, karate, tennis and a couple of other sports, but not ice hockey because that really wasn’t considered a sport for girls, played theatre, felt awkward about her blossoming femininity, underwent a breast reduction because her G-cup sized bosom caused a constant backache, lived through a rather dramatic divorce (her parents’ divorce that is) of which she insisted to spare you the details, and took off abroad, a whole 40 kilometres from home mind you, to enter university.

Because it surely would be dangerous, a young girl alone in a big bad city, she spent the first year in Antwerp with yet other nuns, who rented rooms to lady students. Because it was such a hassle asking for a key every time she would return to the nunnery after 8 p.m., she duplicated the key, which never was discovered, even though the nuns came close at more than one occasion, one of those being that night when the police rang the bell at about 1 a.m., waking up the entire building, because they wanted to confirm it was her who had called about the smell of gas, and a smell of gas there was by the way, even though the Jewish man her friend and she asked for confirmation, looked as if he was about to strangle them, while all they did was save him and all the other inhabitants of that street from a possible explosion.

She studied economics, as a second choice, as her heart went out to literature, but some thought a girl doesn’t need an education anyway, being an inferior creature, and others were afraid an education in literature would only prepare her for a life on the dole. After a couple of years however, she decided she really wouldn’t like to pursue a career in the economic field, and quit, exchanging economics for journalism, information and communication, graduating cum laude and getting her first Bachelor’s degree, specialising in intercultural communication. After that she considered her knowledge of sociology and anthropology to be inferior, went back to university, and got a Master’s degree, graduating cum laude again, after having written a thesis on female genital mutilation, or, using a term with less negative connotations, female circumcision.

All this time she had been working at the same time, starting out as a babysitter for two cute but spoilt Japanese kids, whose father worked in the diamond trade, first as an employee, but later on starting his own company, in which she then did administrative work as well as sorting diamonds, and this for several years. After various temp jobs, she worked at the tourist office of the city of Antwerp for about a year, during Antoon Van Dijck’s Year in 1999 (Anthony van Dyck, the painter). One of the temp jobs she did afterwards brought her to a company that developed software, where she was active in helpdesk support, consulting and services support and marketing support. Unfortunately there was a worldwide reorganisation and she found herself, like so many others, unemployed. She was fired the American way, being told one afternoon, after lunch, seeing her e-mail and network access closed down immediately, and being told she didn’t have to come back the next day. Good thing she lived at walking distance from the office, and she didn’t have a company car, or she would have had to arrange for a taxi in order to get home. Not the fact she was fired but the way in which she was, came as quite a shock, all the more because just one week before that particular day, she had a job evaluation conversation, where she was promised a raise and an interesting career plan, with more emphasis on tech aspects of her work.

As she was unable to find a satisfactory job, and didn’t like living on unemployment benefits, she took an intensive course in network administration and basic web development and scripting during 10 months, only to find out, she still wasn’t able to find a job, having to compete with young guys straight out of college or university, or system administrators with years and years of experience, even though she was invited for job interviews many a time, and didn’t limit herself to finding a job in ICT. The excuses she heard varied from being too old for the labour market, not fitting the all male team, being overqualified, not having enough work experience in that particular field, surely not being able to speak French, being Dutch and all, and being too much of a generalist.

After more temporary and various jobs, participating in an exam for communications expert for a position at the city of Antwerp, she made it through several rounds but got a phone call one morning she didn’t make it through the final round. That same afternoon however she got another phone call, asking her whether she would be interested in working for the city of Antwerp in another position, at the special unit Sham Marriages and Forced Marriages, where she now most of the time is interviewing couples wanting to get married, while at least one of them is not having the Belgian nationality or a permanent resident permit, in order to find out whether they want to get married for other reasons than to obtain such a permit. She is also trying to help victims of sham marriages, as well as victims of forced marriages, or people being afraid of being forced to marry.

In her spare time, she likes of course being online, being a member of numerous communities and luring people into following her to those communities, loving anything beta, defining herself as an e-schizophrenic, being an expert in dilly-dallying, being addicted to silly quizzes that are like psychology for the lazy, as well as information and news, being a master in starting new blogs that afterwards don’t get enough of her attention, using the nom de plume Morgaine LeFaye, and occasionally publishing poetry and short stories. Offline she still likes reading, writing, going to the theatre, the opera, and a concert once in a while, buying shoes, having long conversations, either over the phone or face to face, and, since she moved from an apartment to a house, gardening, or so she thinks, as due to various reasons, she didn’t have the occasion to spend hours gardening just yet.

She lives together with a redheaded Dutchman, who online goes by the unpronounceable name wchulseiee, and whom she met online, about 7 years ago. He was crazy enough to relocate to Antwerp, and is admirable for putting up with her complex and difficult personality. She defines herself as bisexual and polyamorous, with an interest in various fetishes and kinks, emphasising this doesn’t mean she is a nymphomaniac, on the contrary, she has known several periods of being asexual.

She spends a lot of time thinking about relationships in general and hers in particular (with family, especially her mother, friends, partner and potential other partners/lovers, …), the concept of polyamory and the consequences, living together or living alone, bdsm, fetishes, new encounters, the impression you made on her, work, a career change, poetry, the short stories she should write down, handwritten letters, the smell of memories, identity, which camera to buy, her qualities and character flaws, insomnia, how she ever is going to keep her mind quiet once in a while, her immediate future, synchronicity, which language to learn next, both her online and offline friends, her need to relate to people, her being distant and very not physical when feeling troubled and unhappy, the whimsicalities of life, how to break out of vicious circles, catch-22 situations, inconsistencies, how she is an aunt since the beginning of September, children, why there are days she craves attention, how Google is becoming the new Microsoft, and anything that catches her attention as she is rather curious by nature.

She still has a lot to learn in life, for instance how to sleep, how to find inner balance, how to accept herself for who she is, whomever that may be, as she still is trying to figure that out, how to worry less and enjoy more, how to be more optimistic and self secure, how to be more confident writing in English, as she still is feeling inferior for not having an expert knowledge of vocabulary and grammar, which prevents her from expressing nuances, even though she is being assured by several people there’s nothing wrong with her English language skills and there aren’t that many people that are polyglot.

Her latest addiction before Vox was Newsvine, which she loves and adores, all the while still hoping one day it will be less US (of A) centred, and more importantly, multilingual so she can be a proud ambassadress of Newsvine for the Dutch speaking population on earth.

Or … perhaps Vox will consume too much of her time by then. Who is to know?

Phew. Could you read that in one single breath? 

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49 things about me

In Too lazy to assign a category on August 27, 2006 at 5:48 pm

Political compass:

Febr. 19th 2004:

Economic Left/Right: -7.62
Libertarian/Authoritarian: -7.18


Economic Left/Right: -8.00
Social Libertarian/Authoritarian: -8.26


You scored as Postmodernist.

Postmodernism is the belief in complete open interpretation. You see the universe as a collection of information with varying ways of putting it together. There is no absolute truth for you; even the most hardened facts are open to interpretation. Meaning relies on context and even the language you use to describe things should be subject to analysis.


Your dominant intelligence is linguistic intelligence

You are excellent with words and language. You explain yourself well. An elegant speaker, you can converse well with anyone on the fly. You are also good at remembering information and convicing someone of your point of view. A master of creative phrasing and unique words, you enjoy expanding your vocabulary.You would make a fantastic poet, journalist, writer, teacher, lawyer, politician, or translator.

My Personal Dna Report

I should drive a Saturn Sky, I am a pumpkin pie, a blue flower, similar to French food, just like a Bloody Mary, a poet, and teal green.

My blog should be purple, and my eyes should be green. My heart is purple, and my medieval archetype a magician. I am a carnal lover, and a Goddess. I could tell you the story of O yeah !

I cry because I am confused, and I should be dating a Sagittarius. The historic lunatic that represents me is Caligula. I am an ENFP. I am also an un-American Commie Pinko. If I were a movie, I would be a groundbreaking documentary. I am also a white self-existing world-bridger (see also part 2).

My given name isn't exactly popular. I am not ashamed to admit that quite often I feel lonely. My html colour is #4B0082. I like poffertjes, a Dutch specialty. I like answering random questions. My sex-sign is Leo. I like the idea of simple living. I have either a gorilla or a bear personality. But I might also have a rooster personality.

My kisses are entrancing. My energy is orange. I am infected with several human viruses, such as free BSD, brand names, computer games and politics. I blogged about same-sex marriage, and the difference between civil and religious marriage all the way back in 2003. I want this kind of cat. I once drew a one line self portrait. I took Dante's Inferno test.

I belong to the Deer people. My tree is a fig tree. I am a born leader and efficient manager. I know how to spell. I have an experimenting and visioning thinking style.

I once had a black eye, that turned into a beautiful rainbow. I love quotes, I really do.

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