The Dutch Files

One of my guy friends and I have a long standing tradition which is going out to see any new James Bond movie once it comes out. We were going to see it Nov 14, and when I ran into him last Friday in the medical center, we caught up to finalize our arrangement on that. And then he said he couldn’t make it… we re-scheduled for Monday Nov 17…

I am SO pissed off though at him right now… Not because of having to reschedule, but because of the reason he can’t make it and the whole story attached to it… No strike that, I am húrt… actually…

See, this guy friend is one of the people that I was referring to in this post… I have known him for about 15 years now. He started at our department as a student, then continued into being a PhD student, then finished his PhD and proceeded training to become a radiologist. He finished his training a few years ago and has been a certified radiologist ever since.

I have been thru so much with this guy during our long standing friendship. He was a very unhappy puppy when I became friends with him. He was the kinda guy that women always loved to have as a friend, but nobody wanted to date. He was and is not my type that way either, but nevertheless I felt sorry for him. We spent numerous nights talking about stuff like that, emailing back and forth about the do’s and dont’s of dating and whatever else…

I was the master of ceremony when he got his PhD. Here in Dutchyland that constitutes a day on which you publically have to defend your thesis with loads of historical ceremony, followed by a big fat party. I was there with him and his family all day, I was standing next to him during his public defense, I was there at the party. At the end of the night we stuffed all his presents in my car and I, being the designated driver, drove him home… and I went up and talked to him for another hour or so as he didn’t feel like being alone after such a fun filled day…

Then he met this girl, and fell in love and I was SO happy for him. She and I didn’t really get along but he was in love with her and that was good enough for me. I didn’t mind her, she did mind me… whatever. That relationship turned into a swift marriage, and swift parenthood after that and then she divorced him and took him for all he had… The divorce was just finalized past summer after 2 yrs of dragging through the courts…

The number of times that I talked to him endlessly to keep his spirits up, the times I helped him wade through all the legal shit, the times I was there for him when he needed it…

And now, Friday p.m., standing at my desk at the medical center, just like that, he springs it on me: it turns out that he’s been in a relationship for over a year now… and they’ve bought a house… and she’s pregnant… and I KNOW HER!!! She was one of our PhD students as well and is still working at the medical center…

Now, THAT hurts my feelings big time. I have been through many highs and especially huge lows with this guy. He’s turned to me on many occassions and I have always been there for him. He’s talked to me about everything… and now he can’t tell me that he’s been happy in love for over a year already? And he can’t tell me with whom? And that they bought a house and that he is friggin’ becoming a father again in 6 months?

He said his reasons for not telling anyone was that he couldn’t afford his ex finding out while the divorce proceedings were still ongoing. So you don’t trust your best friend with a beautiful new chapter in your life story? You don’t think I would’ve realized that it was sensitive info during a divorce? And would’ve been able to shut up about it? Like I have about everything else that you asked me to not tell anyone? Pffffttt!!!

What is even worse is that me and many of his other friends have been worrying our asses off about him, which -trust me- has not gone unnoticed by him… To me that sucks: not telling your friends, who are clearly worrying about you, that you are ok, and in fact very happy… To leave them worrying about you when they clearly didn’t need to anymore…

It’s not like I don’t want to be his friend anymore and I’ll probably have this out with him within the next few days, but seriously… even though I am very happy for him and I hope that this time it works out for him (as clearly he has not learned from his past “mistake” and is rushing things a.g.a.i.n. but that’s his decision), and I think the girl he’s with probably is very good for him… I still feel hurt… I think it sucks leaving one of your best friends in the dark over important life changing stuff like that… I think I am entitled to be somewhat pissed off about this…

Yeah, so that was the “crown” to my already sucky week… (see yesterday)… I am very much looking forward to next week being somewhat better so I can snap out of this funk!

Can you? Cuz I can… I CAN!!!

And holy shit am I read for it! The Backstabbing Bitch has me going in-sane at the office over the past weeks and yesterday it reached its ultimate high… I will spare you the details, but I was ready to implode… or explode!!! These are the times that I hate hate hate hate hate working for a government institute, which has strict rules about firing people and at which it is so fucking hard to fire someone even if she’s clearly majorly dysfunctional, even when making 6,000 euros disappear into thin air (read: the financial Bermuda triangle of the medical center) cuz she ágain had to stick her nose in and occupy herself with work she is not qualified to do… Today, at her last day before a week’s holiday she had the nerve to ask me to let her go home 2 hours early cuz she was out of things to do (read; things she likes doing). I declined her request -which I guess was a kind of verbal bitchslap to her- and ended up with a nasty furious twat at the desk next to me for 2 hours… I couldn’t have cared less. If someone does not have any clue of how to handle themselves in the workplace, I don’t give a shit that that person is angry for not getting her way… By the sounds of her phoneconversation with her husband 10 min later I gathered that she had not expected me to say “No” and by doing so I had apparently fucked up family plans… Well, I am working my fucking ass off, so read my lips, bitch: “BITE ME!”…

There… whew…

So that 3 day weekend that The Kid’s school decided on… (well, actually 4 day weekend but I have to work on Monday and The Kid will be at his dad’s) for some hazy reason couldn’t have come at a better time. I still have to do some work cuz damage controlling the afore mentioned bitch’s ass has cost me so much time over the past week that I had to take work home for the weekend, but at least I am out of that place for a few days… I need air… and space… for now…

It’s now Thursdayevening as I write this. I’ve been taking care of myself and The Kid… We’ve gotten ourselves some yummy take-out. Then we walked over to the town center and bought The Kid an orange lioncap -a Welpie Pet- that he can wear when Dutchyland plays the quarterfinals in the European Soccer Championship on Saturday. I bought 4 brandnew martiniglasses that were on sale at the local liquor store (Hooonnnnnn!!! I need me a barman to mix me Dirty Martini’s soon!). We got ourselves a dvd and then walked home again in the breezy summer evening. I have lathered my ass up in Delicious Self Tanning Cream for the first time (Thanks for the tip, Pen! and Hon? No worries, even with this creme I couldn’t touch your tan… evah… *pout*). Both The Kid and I have dipped our feet in our home-bubblebath-footbath, and then we got our asses on the couch in our PJ’s to watch the latest Garfield flick… Ahhhhhhhhhhh…

Friday (well, by the time you read this it’s “today”) is not for working, we’ve decided. If the weather is not too bad I am taking The Kid to a themeparc near here and we’ll be riding the rollercoaster, the waterspin, the “splash” (though jury’s still out on that one, I don’t like rides that will get me wet… well, not themeparc rides anyway… you know… err… well, umm… you get my drift…). If the weather is a bummer I will be heading over to The Hague to one of my best g/f’s -SLASH- colleagues, who has a 2.5 year old son, and the 4 of us will venture out together for the day. In any case, we’ll be out and about and relaxing, that’s for sure!

Hmmm… let me finish that coffee… and then pop open a bottle of wine… The 3 day weekend has commenced!!! Yay us!!! There is only one thing that could make this weekend better (yeah, go ahead, barf)… Just one person… heh…

I am leaving you with a Maxine cartoon cuz it’s got the right idea! See y’all tomororw!!! When Dutch-A-Pimpin is starting up again after a week’s hiatus!

— UPDATE —
Yah, DutchBitch here… Though we spent a good 3 hrs in the themeparc anyway… I had to cut the trip short cuz some fucking ass kid barfed all over my bag… And when I say all over… I mean ALL OVER… And lemmetellya… Cleaning up your own kid’s puke is bad… but picking and washing off someone else’s kids puke from your belongings… is just… VILE!!!

Dear Mr Spam,

Every single fucking day you are smacking my email account full of your shit. Lemme explain something to you in no uncertain terms, in terms that you will understand. So let me come down to your level and use words that you can grasp, terms that you are used to.

Read My Lips! I have NO desire to:

• Increase my main love tool
• Get myself a mighty tool to have her be mine for the taking
• Beef my package up with more inches
• Conquer Bangkok in 1 night
• Get the biggest tool in town
• Whip out my trump card
• Challenge her to a 9 hour marathon, rolling, flipping, rocking, banging on the bed
• Have her go out of her skull when she sees my new huge wand
• Augment my manliness
• Have my lassie see my new big love gun, which will make her go beside herself
• Become proud of my new male muscle
• Outwit Mother Nature
• Be a giant
• Increase my love tool
• Experience admiring glances at my groin
• Watch my boner grow to amazing size
• Experience my manliness going great guns
• Get myself more meat
• Win more love battles
• Enlarge my cucumber
• Lengthen my big daddy length
• Be king of the bed
• Make my lassie moan with lust and passion
• Get an immense rod for myself
• Grow a monster in my pants
• Lengthen my dummy
• Get rock hard erections
• Upsize to a massive 9 inches
• Have a huge thick tool
• Get myself an immense love gun
• Upgrade my love weapon
• Attain gigantic measurementor
• Lengthen my schlong

Cuz ya know… being a girl… that would all be kinda weird and uncomfortable… really…

Oh, and I can’t read this:

So FUCK THE HELL OFF WITH ALL YOUR SPAM SHIT in my email!!!

I thank you kindly for your attention,

Yours in bitchiness,

DutchBitch

… to be the only 2 girl teams in the Down With Pants - Yahoo Fantasy Football League and start week 12 (of a total of 16) being #1 and #2 in the League!!! Yeah, eat your heart out boys! WE ROCK!

Yup… me and Hilly played last year and ended up 6th and 12th in the end… I wasn’t gonna play this year but Brandon practically begged me… cuz he needed one more team… I don’t get that a lot, a guy on his knees, so I caved…

I think it has unleashed something in us girls and we are beating the shit out of the boys… Granted, we still have 4-5 weeks to go, and a lot can happen in that time. And I still don’t know shit what I am doing (bet that remark just made’m feel á lót bétter *smirk*). But the fanatic in me has woken up and these days I check the league scores even before Brandon posts them on his blog… Funny thing, he’s late posting this week… CUZ I BEAT HIS ASSSSSS!!!

God! I hope we can keep this up… that would be SO good, Hilly! To beat aaaalllllll the guys!

Be sure I’ll be around next year whatever happens! Either to defend my victory of this year or for revenge! The DutchBitch has finally caught the Fantasy Football Fever!!! Yihaaaaaa!!!

AssKicking Kisses,

(yeah, so I “stole” Snackie’s way of saying goodbye just this once, I’m sure she’s ok with that under the circumstances)

DutchBitch

Thru the latest Smorgashboard edition on Dawg’s blog “A Pile of Dog Bones” I came across the post of Panthergirl on her blog “The Dog’s Breakfast” about something I had a post lying around about… I’ve written about it before and was planning to post about it again later this week, cuz I totally agree with Panthergirl:

Blog Explosion has been blown to little shreds by their new owners and it’s time they came clean instead of keep ripping us off making us think they’re still there…

I luv luv luv the original idea, the scope, behind Blog Explosion. Seriously? I actually loved the scope and possibilities of the site more than BlogMad or BlogSoldiers.

I love the Battle of the Blogs feature, it is still working but as people are cutting their losses quickly, the turn around with blogs over there, and while surfing blogs is nothing like it was before. The RentMyBlog feature has been out of it ever since the change of hands… It was a guh-reat feature to pimp out new blogs and get acquainted with other blogs. The RentMyBlog feature being out of service is the reason that I decided to start up the Dutch-A-Pimpin feature on my blog.

It’s all a great idea in itself, IF it would be properly managed. It isn’t properly managed. It hasn’t been ever since it changed owners earlier this year. When I changed my blog URL I had to wait for 3 months, send support tickets and shout out at the member forums for weeks to have it approved… My banners, who also needed to be attached to the new URL, have been waiting for approval since late June! Fucking Late June!

The biggest irritation about all this is that I feel the new owners -slash- managers are really fucking us over. There is no evidence of any work being done over there anymore: there’s no support tickets being replied to, member forums are never replied to by any of the blogowners/managers, blogs are not being approved, banners are not being approved, RentMyBlog is not showing any signs of getting up and running again. I have a shitload of credits left, some of which I PAID for at the time and can’t use.

So this is a message to all those BlogExplosion gems: Wake Up! Your messages, of which the latest was posted months and months ago, about us hanging in there, you hiring more staff to get thru the backlog are getting extremely lame and old… If you can’t do it, at least come crawling from under your rocks, be honest to your members and visitors, and just say so. I’m one of your most loyal fans and would rather see you get the site back up, but if you can’t just come out with it already!

As I know many people that have recently started blogging and are looking for ways to put their blog out there, my message would be the same as PantherGirls‘: if they don’t get that stick out of their asses, don’t use BlogExplosion. Or at the very least: DO NOT purchase any credits!

Stay away from there and check out BlogMad and BlogSoldiers. Much much more reliable. If you are new to those, simply click the badges in the right sidebar (under “Dutchellaneous”) or the links in this post. They’ll take you there and once you’ve registered they’ll give your blog some “airplay”. I promise you it’s great fun and will result in new readers and commenters… oh well, and some lurkers maybe…

And there’s always the possibility to have yourself pimped out by yours truly. It’s for free, and pretty reliable. Ask my former bitches… They’ll tell ya…

UPDATE November 22:

The banners have suddenly “magically” been approved…