-17 degrees last night. Had to help a housemate getting her car started. Brrrrr.

But weather like this makes for beautiful pictures. Ooijpolder yesterday.

This post is to all you people who read what I have to tell, but don’t comment. You don’t have to, so don’t feel pressed to comment on this post.

Hi I’m Sjoerd, how do you do? Follow me and we’ll do an intake to see how I can be of assistance.
I was chatting with some clients, we call it working, when we came across first impressions. So naturally I wanted to know what their’s were when first meeting me. For the record I dress like this:

So they thought I was an office clerk. The clothes made them think that I couldn’t possibly be a physiotherapist. Luckily I could somehow convince them by standing on my head. Which is weird, because why would physio’s be able to stand on their heads and not office clerks.

I can prove I’ve got an identity again! I can go to France now.

I’ve got two guest for a week since a friend is moving; Lotje and Monster. This is Monster.

I’ve had enough of the spam and non-friends on hyves, facebook and the likes. Bye now, blog only.

It feels so nice to be 33. I love double numbers. It makes me feel…interesting.