Struggled out of loathing loop

[And thanks again for that SP.]

I prepared my classes for tomorrow in the nick of time. As always. It's simply how I work.
The loathing and yapping about it is something you'll have to take from me. P. seems to be able to live with it. He's going to Italy for a couple days, which means me having the kingdom for myself. But also: me having lost my only servant untill Sunday. You guess which is better.

Well, Queen Frances is going to bed now. Goodnight all.

Ah, the joys of Cuban rum...

Mixed properly it can get you drunk without you even noticing it. And actually this post wasn't going to be about my drinking habits, but I was looking for an interesting subject header and it fell into my lap.

This is an edited entry. So what follows is a bit more elaborated than it was an hour ago.

My productivity seems to be a bit up again. I've got this strange & somewhat disturbing idea for The Water. Actually not disturbing. I'm just wondering if I can pull it off.
No, I can pull it off. Problem is, I'm already thinking how I have to translate it in English, because it requires some very Dutch expressions. I'll keep you posted. Really want to continue working on it tomorrow, but actually I wanted to do some revision then for my exam next week (still have to read the course material). Ach, it's only Thursday and I can't be reading the whole day, can I? :-)

Oh shoot, gonna update longer, later. I just noticed they're showing Manchild.
Me loves me some A(S)H.
---> Updating longer and later now. And I did appreciate the series. British accents. Men in the sauna. Men that think they know it all. Oh, let them be 20 or let them be 50, they always think they have the answer and know how to get the best out of life, but everybody just laughs at them. Oh they were so kind and huggable, those four men. They all wanted to keep up their image of being young and attractive, of being able to do all the things they wanted to do. Go looking for the right timing and first of all be independent... The irony of it all, was of a nature I could truely appreciate.
Anthony Head was adorable as the one that couldn't get his willy to perform. The close-up of his face when he wanted, but nothing happened... the awkward conversation afterwards with his friends. Actually his character is for me one big ironic joke. He is the one that is (from my viewpoint -- but irony can be very individual) the most attractive of the four protagonists. And he is the one that "can't perform in bed". Definately am going to watch this again. Loved it.