This really sucks. There are NO SUNNY DAYS in SIGHT in Holland. I want to go to the beach! (Yes, Holland has beaches. They are very nice. Why is everyone so skeptical when I say that? Oh, wait. Maybe it's because IT RAINS ALL THE FREAKING TIME.)
So, what is there to do but sit inside, type up a script, and watch Gooische Vrouwen. Anouk is sleeping with the police officer investigating Claire's husband's death. Gratuitous sex scenes and dramatic music abounds.
The weather outside looks like Mother Nature took a look at Holland and couldn't be bothered to make a decision. It's gray, but only rains on and off, when you are about to say, "Oh look, it's clearing up." I think the weather in Holland is constantly PMS-ing.
Oooohhh Martin is singing again on Gooische Vrouwen. You know what's funnier than sappy pop songs sung by middle-aged men? Sappy pop songs sung by middle-aged men IN DUTCH! Baaaahahahahahaha....
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