men...

you can love them, but never talk to them...

Yvie: made the blog
M: What'd you call it?
Yvie: geklungel en geritsel
M: Translation?
Yvie: hold on
geritsel = the sound paper makes
like a newspaper, yes?
M:Ok
Yvie: geklungel = uhm
doing something not really wel
messing about with it, yes?
M: Fair enough
Yvie: en = and
I asked yes? to see if you understand
M:Figured en was yes.
Yvie: im doing dutch and english
at the same time right now
and chatting with Sam about Edgar
M: Edgar? New interest?
Yvie: yes, another one
it's getting out of hand really..
M: Hmm?
Yvie: what?
M: How many are there?
Yvie: pffff so much
the one I got now isn't so good
but I'll keep him till the end
it's the least I can do
M: I see...
Yvie: then I'm of to Dean, maybe then Edgar
or first a small one inbetween just for fun
M: Are these guys you're actively dating or just *bad word*?
Yvie: no reading
Dean Koontz, Edgar Allan Poe
M: Oh. Wow  Whoops