The thoughts & opinions of Sassarella, the Queen of Sass as she cavorts in 's Gravenhage & beyond. Brought to you by CES's (Chief Executive Slaves) of Big Skanky Ho Inc.
Well, the day of, I went to work and discovered that I was going to be off for the rest of the week. Then I went home, did my Dutch homework, and then proceeded to Dutch class. That done, I went home.
The night before on the other hand, I finally got in contact with Kate and Aimee, my former travelling companions, and met up with them on the last night of their trip in Amsterdam. The night was spent wandering from coffeeshop to coffeeshop, pretty much constantly smoking hash. I'm going to admit right now that I'm uncool and say that I've never smoked hash before. And to be honest, it seems like a lot of work as compared to weed. But as I never roll myself, I don't really care. It's all the same as far as I'm concerned.
So at one point we're sitting smoking in a hazy coffeeshop and I'm thinking I'm perfectly fine. We get out into the fresh air and I suddenly realise that I'm stoned out of my tree. That night I got home around 3am and thought: "Hey I should call everyone I know!" I called two people and left Cheech and Chong sounding messages on their phones and then promptly passed out, no doubt to the infinite gratitude of everyone I didn't get to call.
The day after my birthday was spent at home in front of the TV, except for dinner, where I was taken out by two co-workers Andrew and James to a really nice place on a Den Haag canal. On the way home, I stopped to try and translate the sign in the front of a building on the Lange Voorhout (one of the oldest and most expensive streets in town) and discovered that if I was translating correctly, I was looking at the house of the order of the Knights Hospitaller or the order of St. John. I suspect it's some sort of Masonic lodge, but the idea's kind of fun anyway. Maybe next I'll run into a Knight Templar and we can loot and pillage the countryside together.
Tuesday, September 10, 2002 IF YOUR BIRTHDAY IS TODAY: This will be a wonderful year for friendships and affairs of the heart but financially you could spend a lot more than you intended. Not that you will mind too much. As far as you are concerned money is there to be enjoyed, not hoarded, and you are confident that the more you need the more fate will provide - and it will.
When I scream "GET NAKED!," I don't mean you should immediately fling off all your clothes. (Though I'm not opposed to you doing that.) What I mostly mean is: strip away your defense mechanisms; dismantle the armor around your heart; slip off your boxing gloves before making love; remove the shoes that don't belong to you -- you know, the ones you were going to walk a mile in but have ended up wearing for a million miles; shed knee pads you put on so as to kiss anyone's butt; dispose of the chastity belt; get rid of the aluminum foil hat you donned to protect you from telepathic mind-control experiments; take off the blinders that are diminishing your eyesight, as well as the rose-colored glasses, for that matter.
Your ability to focus is awesome this year. Your artistic talent is tops. Build a niche for yourself in a service you love. New problems just mean you're taking new ground.
