My tweets

• Thu, 17:05: Don't know whether it's my health insurance or that one person working on my dossier, but they can't get my maternity leave payments right.
• Thu, 17:06: And my leave ends on the 29th of this month.
• Thu, 20:50: My daily quiz show gets postponed due to some football match. Again. #canvascrack
• Fri, 09:01: If I weren't so honest, would I have been able to keep the money?
• Fri, 09:05: The search for Khadafi reminds me of the search for Saddam. #Libya

The Word of God

11:30 this morning. I'm feeding the baby when the doorbell rings. I walk to the intercom, because maybe it's the postman with a package and that's always fun. The woman I see on the little screen isn't the postman. "Yes?" I ask. Hearing I speak Dutch, she uses my mother tongue without blinking. "Excuse me for bothering you," she answers, "I'm a Jehovah's witness." Shit, I think, looking down at the baby still attached to my nipple, I should have left her standing there and not picked up the intercom. She's such a nice lady and very convinced of the righteousness of her words. So when she starts talking about doubt caused by wars and natural disasters, I mumble I'm not religious and frankly I'm feeding the baby. She asks whether she should leave a brochure. No, she doesn't have to. She better save them for another door where she can try to earn her heaven.