five minutes

Watching some Ahnuld catastrophe. Something Science Fiction. About cloning.
That's three warning signs *not* to watch a film, but we've ignored every one of them and quite happily gaze at the screen.

Spent the day in traffic jam (due to some bridge they're building) and in a sportshall (in Evergem) watching my babe be the queen of the match. Win of course. Then home, now Ahnuld.
Quality Saturday night!
We were going to go to Bruges with Atari and Baloo, but decided against it, due to the lateness of our handball return and how bloody tired we both are. Shame. I'd have liked to counsel Atari's much-discussed scarf. My new one (courtesy of Mac) looks a bit like it. Only mine's manlier....

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