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September 30, 2008
By Asmodeane in Posts, Road trips

The Leopard 2A4 MBT. Not impressed.

The Leopard 2A4 MBT. Not impressed.

Hullo there. Sorry for the dry spell once again, but I’ve been kind of lazy and busy at the same time, if you know what I mean. The weekend came and went, the girly came and went, the salary came and went. Well, no, not the salary. I’m thrifty, sort of. It was a nice weekend, in the end. The only problem is that I’ve been having some freaky mood swings, so I suspect that I was a less than perfect company some of the time. It’s crazy, I can’t control it, one moment I’m all cool and dandy, the next I’m practically consumed by hate towards all things living, those close and dear to me being no exception, and in fact suffering the worst of abuse. But oh well. I am getting better at controlling it, but it still feels like shit. It helps if I tell myself, while trying to weather it, that it’s just the BPD and not really “me” that’s doing all the playa hatin’. Ah well.

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The CV9030 Infantry Fighting Vehicle. Wants.

The CV9030 Infantry Fighting Vehicle. Wants.

Anyway, the weekend was stuffed with parties. First three of my friends turned 85, collectively that is. That was nice, I even bought each one of them thoughtful individual presents, something I rarely bother to do anymore. Guess its just my recent ascendance into the lower middle class pay bracket that’s to blame for this bourgeoise outburst. Anyway, they all loved the presents, and that made me feel like a million bucks. The party was fine, the alcohol plentiful, and the people just marvellous. I miss the old bunch, but I guess growing apart is a sad fact of life that can rarely be avoided, especially by assholes like me who rarely keep in touch and are a tad reclusive by nature. Then on Saturday my girlfriend’s good mate held a going away party at a Czech beer bar called Milenka, and that was a lot of fun as well, with the Big Band playing and good beer flowing. Sunday was different. Sunday was workday.

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The NH90 Tactical Troop Transport helicopter. Sexy beast.

The NH90 Tactical Troop Transport helicopter. Sexy beast.

Yes, I worked on a Sunday. 11 hours of work, a truly inspiring experience. Our company had a stand at the Lahti Security and Defence Fair, so naturally I had to make an appearance as well, and of course on a Sunday. Now, Lahti is not very far, unlike Kuopio, but it still meant that I had to start driving at 8:15. After a nice boozy Saturday. I managed, even though I felt a bit under the weather and had to stop at a gas station for a fortifying cup of cocoa. Lots of fluid and a hefty lunch also helped, eventually. And after a brief pause for thought I wasn’t even that sorry I had to work that particular Sunday. True, I’d rather have not, it ate into my valuable weekend time and time with girly, but it wasn’t that bad, as the hours add up to my days off. And besides, it was every boys dream fair! Tanks, helicopters, APC’s (Armoured Personnel Carrier), unmanned drones, guns, uniforms, you name it they had it. I climbed all over the Finnish MBT (Main Battle Tank), Leopard 2A4, then had a good look around in a CV9030 IFV (Infantry Fighting Vehicle), tried to get closer to a sexy NH90 but was chased off, and generally drooled over piles of lethal technology. There were also better than usual freebies at the stands, mainly all sorts of patriotic pins with Finnish heraldry and shit. Shiny! So that was ok. And once I got back to Helsinki it was beer time once again. This time I would have liked to stay home, being somewhat tired and all after 11 hours of hungover fair experience, but my better half would have been all disappointed if I did. This time the place was Molly’s and the occasion was the arrival of my girlfriend’s german friend from Berlin. And the beer flowed freely down my gullet once again…

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And then, just like that, it was Monday. Shakes, dizzyness, paranoia, and just plain old nausea were all on the agenda that day. To top it all off the day proved to be a busy one, so I had to work my weary arse off instead of hiding quietly in my office drinking tea spiked with pain killers and nursing my hangover. Damn, I feel queasy just remembering it. So after I left the office I rewarded myself with an iPod Nano, 3rd gen., 8gig pale green MP3 player. Yep, it’s iPod time once again! I’ve never bought an Apple product before, but I did own a 1st gen. iPod Nano (stolen) and an iPod Mini (corporate present) before, and kinda liked them. You might ask why didn’t I go for a “normal” player, like Creative or even Sandisk, electing to pay extra just for the brand and the looks, and you would be right to do so, except that I didn’t. This iPod only set me back 100€, since it was an exhibition unit. Yes, there are a few scratches, but it has never been turned on and the battery is intact, so I thought “fuck it” and bought the sucka! And to punish myself for my financial transgression, no matter how slight, I am not spending more than 5€ a day for the rest of the week. Which basically means staying at home and watching the 4th season of House, MD or reading, or playing computer games. And that’s all fine by me!

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Ok, before I head home after a semi-productive day at the office, I shall, as always, share with you the bounty of links that I have harvested today. To go with the military theme of today’s post, I present you XM25, probably the most lethal gun in the world. A bit expensive, though, imho, at 25k a piece. Still, quite an effective way of solving humanity-related problems. And besides, being human is overrated. It’s simply a pain. Being human can be a bit depressing also because there are individuals like these two Swedish twin sisters (that alone is a cringe-worthy bimbo alert) that make you wanna quit the human race. You know what bums me out about this clip? They didn’t die. Ok, then another clip. Watch the Hardon Hadron Collider being built, 5 years squeezed into 5 minutes. Oh ok, fine, it’s not all that cool, don’t click on the link…

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4 Responses

  1. What was wrong with those swidish chicks??

  2. Нарк курит траву и одновременно дрочит.
    В это время на ногу садится муха. Нарк ее убивает и говорит:
    - Да, жесткая у меня жизнь - наркотики, секс, насилие!

  3. AsmodeaneOctober 1, 2008 @ 15:18

    They didn’t say, did they? I dunno. Probably fucked up on some horse tranquilizers or something. Drunk, fucked up and stupid is no way to go through life…

  4. jesus christ! i wonder what those twins were on?!
    i wish they’d given more background info as to how they ended up on the highway in the first place…

    oh, and just be thankful you don’t have to work with whiny customers when the BPD rage hits you… it’s a wonder i’ve kept my job this long!!



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