Okay, let's see... where did I leave off...
Right! I was about to storm out one government building to head for the other (aka the recording studio)
And again: the exhausting run up hill, including the pounding heart and the gasping for air at arrival
Though I was getting better already! The one-day-old goal of 15 minutes... I did it :D
Still, thank God these were the only two times I had to do that -_-
The same friendly faces welcomed me and I sat down happy as a kid in a toy store
By that time I had finished my second day as a real employee of the state, but the start of my real adult life seemed totally irrelevant back then :)
Yesterday's themes had gone quite well:
Firstly: Royalty - categories 'are you a royalistic, republican or neutral'
Secondly: Foooooood ^_^ - categories 'food preference (meat, fish, gourmand (or devil-eat-it-all), degustator (or devil-eat-it-all-as-long-as-the-dish'-name-is-inversily-proportional-to-its-size-and-quantity), veggie (or devil-don't-want-to-eat-whatever-had-a-face) or allergy (or devil-really-want-to-but-can't-eat-it-all-cause-if-I-do-I'll-pop-or-blow-up))
I was really enjoying this category thing: there's a conversation opener on every moment of the day to any person in the room
Very interesting to know who to invite for a serious BBQ for example... or better to whom I should invite myself for a BBQ ;) (since my BBQ-skills are as developed as my cooking skills... so not...)
... And no, no I didn't put myself with the food allergy people... my craving for meat is still and will ever remain dominant to whatever current and/or future intolerances
*Btw Ian, thx a million for the spare ribs last weekend :)
Today's themes: Politics and the Seaside (capitalized, our 65 kilometers of coastline do deserve this)
Categories: newspaper preferences and travel preferences
Always curious who my next neighbour would be...
Now in the recording room I wasn't prepared for the barrage of (public) questions about my ride home by the entertainer - or actually... I was... that dude's just way too predictable
"There has got to be a budding romance here! Come on... 100 people, a quarter of which is single... give me a break here,"
*I knew this was more than just a quiz... secret dating agency alert*
"You, C.?"
*O_O oh crap, I suck at poker faces*
"Nobody for you in this range of fine young dudes?"
*Yes maybe, but that is totally and utterly none of your business...
"No no," I said maybe a little bit too suspiciously convincing and shaking my head from left to right like a retard
"Are you sure? What about T., your chauffeur?"
*Ok, he's sweet and cute, but I just want you to move on and find someone else to pick on... why did you even pick me? I wasn't looking you way! There are other single women here...
"No no," I repeated whilst I kept on shaking my head
"Nothing happened in the car?"
*For crying out loud!!!
"No no"
"Not your type?"
"No no"
"Ok then... Hey, did you hear that joke about..."
Pff thank God... definitely not comfortable with that kind of heat
*Btw T., you told me I broke your heart a liiiiitlle bit here, but don't worry... I do love you ^_^
After that barrage I continued babbling, chatting and gossiping with my first - and for today the only noteworthy - neighbour who turned out to be the 'magazine gal'... an 25 year old girl from the Seaside, living in Brussels, who reads magazines for a living, blogs and wears a cute little fox for a necklace
... this is when I met A. (A for Awesome ;))
"And recordings start in 3, 2..." Wes-the-producer shushed us.
"Good evening..." the show host started and we were in place for another episode of quiz fun
TO BE CONTINUED
Right! I was about to storm out one government building to head for the other (aka the recording studio)
And again: the exhausting run up hill, including the pounding heart and the gasping for air at arrival
Though I was getting better already! The one-day-old goal of 15 minutes... I did it :D
Still, thank God these were the only two times I had to do that -_-
The same friendly faces welcomed me and I sat down happy as a kid in a toy store
By that time I had finished my second day as a real employee of the state, but the start of my real adult life seemed totally irrelevant back then :)
Yesterday's themes had gone quite well:
Firstly: Royalty - categories 'are you a royalistic, republican or neutral'
Secondly: Foooooood ^_^ - categories 'food preference (meat, fish, gourmand (or devil-eat-it-all), degustator (or devil-eat-it-all-as-long-as-the-dish'-name-is-inversily-proportional-to-its-size-and-quantity), veggie (or devil-don't-want-to-eat-whatever-had-a-face) or allergy (or devil-really-want-to-but-can't-eat-it-all-cause-if-I-do-I'll-pop-or-blow-up))
I was really enjoying this category thing: there's a conversation opener on every moment of the day to any person in the room
Very interesting to know who to invite for a serious BBQ for example... or better to whom I should invite myself for a BBQ ;) (since my BBQ-skills are as developed as my cooking skills... so not...)
... And no, no I didn't put myself with the food allergy people... my craving for meat is still and will ever remain dominant to whatever current and/or future intolerances
*Btw Ian, thx a million for the spare ribs last weekend :)
Today's themes: Politics and the Seaside (capitalized, our 65 kilometers of coastline do deserve this)
Categories: newspaper preferences and travel preferences
Always curious who my next neighbour would be...
Now in the recording room I wasn't prepared for the barrage of (public) questions about my ride home by the entertainer - or actually... I was... that dude's just way too predictable
"There has got to be a budding romance here! Come on... 100 people, a quarter of which is single... give me a break here,"
*I knew this was more than just a quiz... secret dating agency alert*
"You, C.?"
*O_O oh crap, I suck at poker faces*
"Nobody for you in this range of fine young dudes?"
*Yes maybe, but that is totally and utterly none of your business...
"No no," I said maybe a little bit too suspiciously convincing and shaking my head from left to right like a retard
"Are you sure? What about T., your chauffeur?"
*Ok, he's sweet and cute, but I just want you to move on and find someone else to pick on... why did you even pick me? I wasn't looking you way! There are other single women here...
"No no," I repeated whilst I kept on shaking my head
"Nothing happened in the car?"
*For crying out loud!!!
"No no"
"Not your type?"
"No no"
"Ok then... Hey, did you hear that joke about..."
Pff thank God... definitely not comfortable with that kind of heat
*Btw T., you told me I broke your heart a liiiiitlle bit here, but don't worry... I do love you ^_^
After that barrage I continued babbling, chatting and gossiping with my first - and for today the only noteworthy - neighbour who turned out to be the 'magazine gal'... an 25 year old girl from the Seaside, living in Brussels, who reads magazines for a living, blogs and wears a cute little fox for a necklace
... this is when I met A. (A for Awesome ;))
"And recordings start in 3, 2..." Wes-the-producer shushed us.
"Good evening..." the show host started and we were in place for another episode of quiz fun
TO BE CONTINUED
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