Here I sit, in my computer room. It’s dark outside and most people would be in bed by now or at least be willing to go to bed. To the casual observer it would look as if I’m doing nothing at all. Just sitting and staring into the void in front of me they call a monitor. And while it looks as if I’m not physically doing anything, my mind is racing. Up and down, back and forth. And then at some point it all starts to dawn on me. I’m racing a race I cannot win. (meer…)

Do you ever have moments in which you despise something so much you cannot seem to shut up about it? So bad that you hear other people tell you that you’re a whiner and that you have to stop being a little bitch? Something that’s so bad that you just walk out of the room whenever you see it. I know I do. Which is why you should not imagine me sitting on a chair, being all comfy typing this. Imagine me pacing back and forth through my room, hair all messed up, foam coming from my mouth, way too much blood rushing to my head and all the other things you can imagine angry people doing. Flopping arms included. (meer…)

Move over Olympics, cycling starts again! The only sport I really care about! Be gone with your Svenergy and Svencouver! No Svencores, gone is the snow and all the stuff that makes me dislike winters. Apparently the Olympics weren’t what the Dutch people expected from it. Boy, am I glad I lack any form of expectations of what other people will achieve in their lives. Surely, it’s a shame some things didn’t go the way people would’ve wanted them to go, but it doesn’t interest me at all. Am I not chauvinistic enough? Enough Winter Olympics, see you in 4 years. (meer…)