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Thursday, June 30, 2005
I am Eyghon the Sleepwalker.
Or at least my head seems to weigh a ton and I'm dozing off all the time in various places. I know Monday and Tuesday were hard work, but this is getting ridiculous already.
Ah well. If my extreme tiredness is caused by us cleaning up dad's apartment for his 60th, it's well worth it. The apartment is lovely now and dad seems to like it, too. It's nice to know that for once we've given a gift he truly appreciates and enjoys. Plus it was fun, in a way. The amount of dust dirt shit was unbelievable (dad's not much the cleaning up type), but it was rewarding as you really saw the results of cleaning when you went along. Also, it was great to see dad got into it as well and helped as much as he could. Whee.
The official midsummer photos of The Drunken Posers Inc. Damned be the moment I got digital camera..
Legs and miniskirts. Good grief.
Sent an e-mail to Marjo today asking if she (and Jori) would like to come to SBP this year. Awaiting for the response rather anxiously.. Also asked Aleksi, who didn't say anything yet, but didn't turn it down either. It's always a bit pain when I have someone visiting me during the Party, as I have to control my tendency to wander around the beach and disappear for undefined periods of time, but then again it's usually also such a blast that it makes up for it. The bonus side of any of them coming here would be the fact that I'd actually get to see them despite the fact I don't have any free weekends this summer.
But if it's not ok with Marjo (and J+A), I'm going to arrange it so that I get to go to Helsinki to see her (them) at some point or another. Actually, I ought to do it anyway. It'd be fun.
Sunday, June 26, 2005
After a rather frustrating battle with payment information at CDON.com, I finally managed to send my order. I only ordered one Foo Figters album, s2 of BtVS and a birthday present for Milla, though. The Shopping will have to wait.
Now I am bored. Mum and Jussi came home today and now I don't have a chance to use the VCR. There's nothing on telly. I've read all my books. I could always go for a walk, but I can't be bothered to go alone and Milla isn't answering my messages. And going for a walk with mum is a pain as she moves slower than a snail, honestly. I would ask her nevertheless, but I think she already took a shower.
Midsummer was regular. On Friday I went to Ruukki wearing a skirt that was way too short and a top that was way too tight. Saw the photos. The horror, the horror. I also watched old Don Huonot gigs on video (I seem to own a lot of stuff I didn't even remember). And then I ate loads, and mostly the food was good too. My tortillas on Friday were a surprise success (loved the salad!) and Virpi's cooking yesterday was heavenly. As was Mirka's traditional borthday cake, it's almost like quality guarantee. I think I put on another 5kg during this weekend. In which case, the walk wouldn't really be a bad idea.
Finally found the item I wanted to get for Emily's birthday (which, of course, was ages ago). Too bad the shipping will double the cost if I order it from the place I found it, not to mention the shipping to US. Bugger, bugger. I'll try to look for it elsewhere. It still wouldn't be ridiculously expensive or anything, I just don't want to pay double in principle.
B.o.r.e.d.o.m.l.e.a.k.
Tuesday, June 21, 2005
WHAT?! Does one have to register to IMDb to read the boards now?! Why?!
I know it's free, but I just don't want to. Protest! It's not like the boards would be any good anyway. Harumph.
Milla and me went shopping today. We bought loads, practically everything we need for dad's birthday present. We got everything we needed, so it's all good now. Which is nice, as the utter exhaustion struck and I want to sleep forever. And a bit more.
Not having plans for the Midsummer is starting to bug me now. Johanna's plan of going to a dwell and staying there doesn't sound too bad right now. But as that would take too much energy, I'll probably end up staying indoors the whole weekend watching telly or something.
Should I buy a bottle of wine or something? Just in case? Blergh. I honestly can't say.
The thing is, I really wanted to cook for my friends, but as none of the people I invited were particularly into it, I can't be arsed. Too bad I've been saving money for it the whole month, ie. haven't spent all that I've had left. Oh well. Now I can use it on something else.
Like CDON.com. I'm pretty sure that once my salary comes in, I'm going to blow it entirely there. I want it all. Like all the Foo Fighters albums I am missing. Also, although it has nothing to do with CDON.com, I want to marry Dave Grohl. Not asking his wife's opinion, though. Or his for that matter. :D
But really. He's like OMG!!1 the coolest ever!! And I've always thought so. It just happens to be on the surface at the moment.
//edit: Ok, watched the O.C. season finale today. Help!
Monday, June 20, 2005
Milla's coming back from Provinssirock today. I'm still trying not to feel too envious about the fact that she got to go there. I really wanted to. Stupid money issues that prevent me from doing anything fun.
Like going to Norway on my birthday in September. Man, it would be cool.* Backstreet Boys are doing an European tour in Septermber, and it appears they're skipping Finland again, but on 29th they'll be in Oslo. At least it'd be different. For my 22nd I went to see a play and for a pint with people who'd forgotten it was my birthday.
*Last week Samu said that if he wanted to embarrass me muisic-wise, he'd use my past BSB fandom as a weapon. What he doesn't get is that I'm not in the least bit embarrassed by it. And can't even be bothered to pretend to be so. Teehee.
All this reminds me, Never Gone is finally out in stores. I probably ought to buy it.
I had E+E over on Saturday night. I made a huge-ish pile of pancakes and we ate them all, being the little pigs we are. Also, bad humour bloomed again. I can't honestly say where the hell the stupid jokes come from, but it's a bit scary.. Ah well. As right now I'm not enjoying bars or booze too much anyway, it was a good way to spend a Saturday night. Even if we all put on some extra 3kg because of those pancakes. And jam. And whipped cream. And crisps.
It's awfully warm today. I tried to sunbathe a little on our balcony this morning but it turns out that my tolerance of excessive sunlight is still pretty much nonexistent. It's a shame, really. For the first time in years I'd like to get a good tan.
Friday, June 17, 2005
It's been a week and I'm still a flubber worm. How delightful..
I ranted the Buffy box annoyance of last post out to Milla (with a possible solution - which, unfortunately, didn't work out) and she opened my eyes to the horrifying truth: the story could have appeared in only one other place, but there it would've been absolutely at home. Pierre Bernard's Recliner of Rage.
Well, I always had this weird sympathy for Pierre Bernard. It turns out he's my kinsman, in a way. We're the same :)
Ah, anyway. I decided to order the 6-disc version of season 2 and try to sell the 3-disc first half. Or something.
What's the English word for the thingie that's made of little metal pipes and you hang it outside so that the little pipes make a sound when wind moves them? Windbell? Tuulikello for the Finnish readers.
But to the thought of the day, developed with Jarkko while he was having two pints of cider: pints with those pipe thingies on the bottom, hanging from the pints. They'd make a pretty sound when you'd walk around, but you couldn't put your pint down. Ever. Function? None. The whole point seemed to be that after one or two too many of those pints, people would mistake me for Jonne Aaron, because we both wear mascara. Er. :|
I'm thinking, Pierre Bernard doesn't sound too bad right now.
But it turns out Jussi's 12-year-old granddaughter likes Jonne Aaron. And Teräsbetoni. Which I find a bit disturbing because I still think of her as a 7-year-old little kid. Oh well. But apparently it would raise my points in her eyes if people did mistake me for Jonne because of the fantastic pipe pints. Not that I particularly dislike us not being the bestest friends on the planet.. Evil me.
More un-interesting but topical issues: I've developed a strange obsession with Hercule Poirot novels. I've never liked crime stories or detective novels. The TV series I can handle since 60 minutes is exactly the right time for my attention span, but the books I've always considered too long. And now, before I knew it, I was hooked. Ten points team Agatha Christie. I read them in a day or two and can't wait to start another. It's getting scary, it's not me. I'm turning into.. mum. God, no.
ps. the gig on Saturday = !!
Saturday, June 11, 2005
Annoyance.
I've decided to collect all the BtVS episodes on DVD, right? Right. Started it two years ago and I already have whopping 1½ seaons! Anyway, to the point.
Up to this point, they've sold the earlier seasons in two different boxes, each containing 3 discs (excluding the first season as it has only 12 episodes). I have the first season and the the first half of the second.
Now the place where I usually do all this shopping has decided to take 6-disc boxes to their stocks and the old ones are slowly disappearing, ie. the second half of season two is already sold out. Bollocks!
Apparently I need to find another place to buy the second half. The rest I'm getting from the usual place, though. Not that I'm paricularly loyal, they're just dead cheap there :)
We're going to Tavastia today and I feel like flubber worm. Grah.
Thursday, June 09, 2005
To celebrate Johnny Depp's 42nd birthday, I decided to make a Johnny layout. So happy Johnny's 42nd, everyone!
Actually, I was just looking for an excuse to get rid of those effin' tomatoes.. I was starting to get sick and tired of them big time. Plus, Johnny Depp is always a good way to go. And I can't wait for the film (Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, you oblivious boobs) to come out. Whee!
Nothing else is new, though. Except that people seem to have decided that this is a good week to learn about the history of the Finnish iron industry. There've been an abrnomally large crowd of people visiting the museum this week. Mostly nice people, too, but also a few little know-it-alls. What I don't get is that if they know everything better than I do (or so they think, mwa-ha), why bother coming to the tour? You'd think it'd be annoying for them as well, not just me (or the other tourists). Unfortunately for them, they usually underestimate my knowledge and end up making fools of themselves, not me..
Mum made vendace today (or whatever muikku is in English, I don't trust all the online dictionaries..), and lo and behold! it was really good! I like the fish, but usually not when mum makes it. She did use some pork and a lot of fat, so it's not really diet food, but I don't care. For once I could actually eat the thing, say I liked it and sincerely mean it.
Not getting too excited, though. I guess mum will return to her ordinary cooking in no time.
I've promised to do my share during the summer and cook too, but mum and Jussi always buy things I don't want to (or don't know how to) make. What we ought to do is decide the days I'm responsible for food and I could make a shopping list for them whenever they're doing the food shopping. Maybe I should suggest this..
ps. Just heard Klaus Thunder & Ukkosmaine is coming to Beach Party after all, which is fairly cool.
Tuesday, June 07, 2005
Okay. Absolutely everyone seems to be watching O.C. except me. Including mum!
What is wrong with the world?
It's not exactly warm today yet, but because it's not a) raining b) extremely cloudy, I decided to defy the forces of nature and wear a skirt. Probably the next thing I know is that I've caught a cold. If sitting in the little puddle of water (though unintentionally) while watching the theatre rehearsal didn't do it already. Ah well.
Yesterday I realised that FinBuffy is this Saturday. I also finally realised how badly I want to go there. Bugger. But I'm working, so that's it. There's not much of a chance. I could've asked the day off but I really need to money, so it was better not to do it, really. And it's not like I didn't have something to do on Saturday, I'll be at the Mokoma gig for goodness sake (and it's about time - I've been trying to get to one since 1997).
Still, bugger. I miss my Buffy friendses. I know I'll get to see at least Marjo during the summer, because she's so near, but it would've been nice to see the others as well.
After the worst of another Surprise Killer Hangover™ yesterday (Four beers! Over four hours! Why is this happening to me???! Not touching the stuff for a while again, though), I finished reading American Gods by Neil Gaiman. Started it on Friday and just completely got hooked. I'm not sure if I really liked it, though, which is a my usual problem with any Gaiman book. It's always the same. I like the idea, the setting and the way the story develops - up to a certain point. Then he makes some stupid plot twist and I get bored and annoyed. Still I keep on reading, and in the end it gets alright again.
Still I got Coraline from the library yesterday, as it is the last one of the Gaiman novels I haven't read yet. I'm starting it once I finish reading the sappy Tuija Lehtinen novel. I use it to reboot my little brain.
It's nice to be reading a lot again. And besides the Lehtinen book (if we don't think my problem with Neil Gaiman - and the fact I found the character of Alice in the Carroll books mostly annoying), I've been reading really good books. Let's see. Since May 1st...
Oscar Wilde: The Picture of Dorian Gray
Lewis Carroll: Alice's Adventures in Wonderland
Lewis Carroll: Through the Looking Glass
Neil Gaiman: Stardust
Joostein Gaarder: Sophie's World
Neil Gaiman: American Gods
I know six books in a month sounds pretty much pathetic to some people (like mum), and there was a time it wasn't a lot for me either, but nowadays it is, because I never have time to read anymore. So go me! I'm also proud of the fact that Sophie's World is the only one I've read previously. I wish I could keep this up after the summer, too, but I know it won't work. What a bore.
Thursday, June 02, 2005
Apparently Brian Harvey has been hit by a car he was himself driving. Err.. I've heard the story of the bloke who was hit by a car in which he was a passenger, and I can to some extent understand that, but this case beats me.
But poor Brian. I hear his state is still pretty serious. :|
It's weird how the only times my old teenage idols appear in the news any longer, the story involves either a car accident or drug / alcohol abuse. Or both. Of course, this particular piece of news didn't fail to mention that Brian was kicked out of East 17 after he admitted taking ecstasy. Or is XTC the correct spelling when talking about Mr Harvey? Har.
The weird thing about this is that right before I read the news, I found myself humming Gotta Do Something, which I haven't heard for over a year at least.
(Oh the times, when they still tried to have some political message..)
Work is a bore. No one's popped in during these two days. Of course, I get paid for reading my own books again, but the fact that I get paid 70 cents less per hour than last year bugs me more than I thought it would. Janne promised to pay for some extra hours if I clean the whole roasting kiln thingie, though. So good. I'll do that tomorrow. Or possibly on Tuesday.
If I buy a new computer this summer, do I want a regular computer or a laptop? And do I want it to be PC or Mac? Can I afford either? The last one's easy: no. Others, I really can't say. Bugger.
ps. Bo didn't win. Stupid Americans who got to vote. Grrr.
pps. Rika's got all these smilies in her blog, but this is my favourite. I love it :D
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