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I added id="acjbizar" to the html element on the main pages of this website.
This way, visitors may choose to specify the style for some or all elements that can be found on this site, by adding #acjbizar to their user Style Sheet.
#acjbizar p { font-size: 2em } to a user Style Sheet will cause a visual browser to render the font size of texts within paragraphs twice as big for this site.#acjbizar img:after { content: attr(alt); display: block; font-variant: small-caps } to a user Style Sheet will render the alternate text of images in small capitals.Note: These examples only work for browser that support those specific features.
I just had one of my anxiety attacks. I could have seen it coming since I've been in that state of mind for some time now, and going out late and consuming alcohol work as catalysts for these horrifying experiences. I guess I'm ok now, apart from the headache and the slight sensation of detachment from reality.
I want to become a supporting member of BNN.
I told the Postbank about the fraude that's been committed with my bank pass (read my post from the 26th). They told me they'd send me a fraude form that I should fill in and take to the police department to report the fraude. I got the form in the mail the day after, which is good, filled it in and took it to the police today. The officers said that can't take action if the fraude did not take place here in the Netherlands (which makes sense), and told me to take it up with the Ambassy of Turkey. I went back home, found their phonenumber, and contacted the Ambassy. I didn't have the impression that the guy I was talking to understood one word I said, and that impression got stronger when he put me on hold. After hearing the same 8 second classical music sample about 126 times I got to hear the voice of a women that spook fluid Dutch, which was quite a relief. I explained the whole situation for the 20-something-th time, and got put back on hold. Just when my mind was about to stop having a will of its own and I was becomming an unconditional slave to the 8 second music sample, the woman returned. She told me that I should take this up with the Consulate of Turkey in Rotterdam. She gave me a phonenumber... they didn't answer.
I just got back from Glitterclub in Paard van Troje (which is Dutch for Trojan Horse, by the way), and I'm a bit drunk. Even though pretty much all my friends cancelled (there was only one that actually joined me) for one reason or another, I had a great time. It was the first time I went there since they had the huge makeover, but I felt at home right away. Good music, good people, good atmosphere... good place to spend the night. I saw a lot of familiar faces, both in the crowd as among the staff, which was also nice. The only thing they need to change is the doormen, they were way too aggressive, and do not fit a club like Paard van Troje at all. Oh well, so they did punch a guys face open because he was about to climb on stage... that shouldn't spoil the fun.
P.S. The ladies were fiiine...
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