T+189: ik spreek geen nederlands. still.

but at least now i can say i don't speak the language in yet another language. i have also learned about the extraordinary delicacy known as 'pataat speciaal' which is all too readily accessible at the cafe downstairs from the apartment and which must be passed enroute to the video store. maren and i have been consumed by 'six feet under' and have been devouring the entire series the last couple of weeks (with more than a few sides of pataat speciaal). in fact, aside from going to dutch classes on wednesday nights and taking time to go out for maren's birthday last weekend, we have done little else. of course, we were physically incapable of anything other than watching tv the day after maren's birthday.

today is an extraordinarily beautiful fall day, sunny and crisp and after almost 4 weeks in one spot, i'm beginning to get a little restless. don't get me wrong, it's not that i'm not enjoying it here because i am. it's just that my pants are starting to get a little tight so i had better get off my incredible expanding arse and do something. hopefully, it will give me something to write about in the blog which it would seem has become quite dull. not even steven comments anymore *sniff* i guess i'll just retire to the pub. and just in time too because the clouds have started to roll in.