Huh.

I tried on some pants during my morning break; apparently I shrunk another size. Ehm, yay?


(I know I promised Londen-pics yesterday, but I was distracted by bitch-tv;) They will be posted later)

I need a John Barrowman icon as soon as possible

I was going to write all about my long weekend in London: how I almost missed my train in Brussels, how close I sat to the stage for play Inherit The Wind in The Old Vic and how I noticed Kevin Spacey was once again in awe of my cool shoes.
How I met fred_bear from Australia (who just happened to be in London after traveling on the TransSiberia Express, a trip I made in the opposite direction about ten years ago), how we talked an shopped in Camden and went to a film together (Cirque Du Freak: The Vampire's Assistent).
How John Barrowman's performance of I Am What I Am in La Cage Aux Folles made me sob (and how I tried to pull myself together again during intermission).
How I spent two nights in delicious baths and hours on the train reading Postcards From No Man's Land by Aidan Chambers.
But I already spilt my guts in Dutch and posting the pictures took longer than I thought, so I'm going to direct you to my photoblog for an impression of my wonderful weekend. For those of you who can read Dutch I added links to the full report:)

Photos Londen Day 1
Photos Londen Day 2
Photos Londen Day 3

Verslag vrijdag 23 oktober
Verslag zaterdag 24 oktober
Verslag zondag 25 oktober