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Name |
Thomas
Adriaan Saeys |
ICQ/MSN/Skype |
66626833
/ / thomassaeys |
Mail
address |
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Homepage |
This one |
Born |
March 1st a long, long time ago |
In |
Amsterdam |
Grown
up |
Outside Stockholm, Sweden |
Lives
in |
Skellefteå in northern Sweden |
Profession |
Speech pathologist student |
Family |
Fiancée, daughter, brother, two nephews, father, half
sister, goddaughter |
Preference |
Hetero |
Left or
right |
Left |
Zodiac sign |
Pisces |
Motto |
Simplicity is a virtue |
Likes |
Honesty, straight answers |
Dislikes |
Bullshit, fuzziness |
Good qualities |
Patient, observer, perfectionist? |
Bad qualities |
Naive, pathetically
modest until death (really?), perfectionist? |
Puts me
under stress |
Shopping |
Mekaes
me relax |
Trains |
Three thing
to take to a desert island |
Parasol,
computer with an internet connection and power (assuming I don't
have to eat or drink) |
Read |
Dagens Nyheter |
Gladly
watches |
Movies |
Gladly
listens to |
The film score |
Tatue |
No |
Favourite
color |
Different shades of blue (really??!) |
Frquently
visited websites |
IMDb,
DN, Buzz.Bazooka,
Avigsidan, All
Music Guide Filmtipset
(user 'saeys') |
Web
radio channel |
Radio Paradise |
People
I adore |
Hans
Zimmer, Alan Silvestri, John Williams, Danny Elfman |
Favourite
movie
(all categories) |
Back to the Future |
Favourite
series of books |
"Utvandrarna" (The Emigrants), suite by Wilhelm Moberg |
Overrated |
Lord of the Rings |
Nice
ice cream |
Päronsplitt |
Terrible
ice cream |
Magnum |
Drink Of Life |
Milk |
Drink From Hell |
Beer |
Car |
Silver/gray Saab 9000 -91 |
Favourite
coffee bread |
Dutch stroopwafels |
Bikes |
Big brown DBS
Red french racer (Bernard Dangré), bought in 1990 |
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Mind |
possible
changes. |
Write in
the |
(guestbook) if you're up to it. |
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^ This was taken by myself with a disposable
camera, on my way (on my beloved bicycle) from Stockholm to
the West Coast in Sweden 1999. The lake behind me is called
Hjälmaren (pronounced "Yelmaren"), in which I
have just taken a swim. That is the reason why I'm a little
bit tousled in my hair. (Except, of course, because it is in
fact - blowing.)
This photograph is about seven to eight years old. |
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