My oh my. What a suprising turn of events! I was going around doing my shopping, IKEA, shoe store... Then my mother dropped me off at my place. I have my hands full of al that stuff I bought, so I ring the door bell. Some suspicious scuffling on the other side of the door ensues... It is opened, aaand... SUPRISE! A throng of my friends with my girlfriend in the front are staring at me, with goofy smiles. I almost shat myself. That was my first suprise party ever.
After the initial shock wore off (took a good part of an hour, that), the party just rolled on, with the traditional cake cutting and spiked punch, strong enough to melt the punch-laddle. My birthday is not until tomorrow, but my girly, bless her, had the plan for my suprise party rolling a good 3 weeks before that, with everybody in on it but me. Even my mother knew all about it, for god's sake. Brrr.
Anyway, we went off to Tiger's after that, already rather soused. One thing led to another, and eventually I got thrown out. Mheh!
In the morning, I couldnt even wish not having been born. I crawled
into
the bath tub, and just floated, occasionaly puking in to the sink. And
now we have to clean...
Here is a little clip I found. Rather..hmm.. Disquieting. Enjoy!
Messy.. Sniff.
25.04.2004
Good day to ya all and to all a good day. And boy, what a good day it has been. Or then it's just my meds speaking. First, I have to say that after not having drunk "for exactly a week", I was called out right after my yesterday's post by a bunch of my mates, to watch the Hockey World Cup. I could not refuse, even though I don't watch hockey, don't even really get it, but it is a nice thing to be able to sit in a crowded bar, bonding with your mates, and just the people around you. Oh, I suppose I should say who was playing. It was Finland vs. USA. Finland won 4-2, suprisingly, even though the Yanks got in the first 2 goals. The evening didn't go overboard alcohol-wise, and I can even congratulate myself on not taking a taxi, instead waiting for the bus, a cold and miserable experience that lasted an eternal 20 minutes. But it did save me a precious fistfull of euros.
Today was a good day right from the start. Little to no hangover, did 2 loads of washing (my girlfriend forced me to). Went out to buy something from the local McDonalds, and checked my lottery coupons. Won 10,50. I wish it would have been 11,500, or even 150, but hey, it's still nice. Treated myself to a meal, and went home to watch Finding Nemo. My oh my, that picture rocked. I even watched the commentary reel, something I rarely do. i thoroughly reccomend. So, to summ up the day, I had fun, won money, did chores and didn't study at all. Oh shit. Study... Well, I suppose I will have to put in some reading this night... Sigh.
"Finding Nemo" on a 14" TV.
24.04.2004
Ahem. I have been away for a while, but not due to any voluntary urge on my part. The thing is, I forgot my camera at a friends place, and through certain complications have been unable to retrieve it from him. Complications like the fact that I would have had to walk for 15 grueling minutes to reach his place, which is unacceptable. Therefore I just waited for him to bring it to a previously agreed location, closer to my place, since posting without pictures seems like a sacrilegious act by now.
I've spent the time in between feeding my mother's cat and cleaning it's shitting area. The cat, whose name is Matilda, is a huge animal prone to un-provoked violent outbursts. I am not exaggerating when I say that it easily weights as much as both our cats combined. That is a direct result of years of sexual frustrations, alleviated only by medication. Lo, how has the art of medicine progressed. But enough about the cat. You can see it in the days picture. I am feeling low spirited, and won't be doing anything today except study and watch Discovery Channel. I have not had a drink in exactly a week.
Here is the entertaining link of the day. French Imam preaches wife beating. Allahu Akbar!
Run awaaay!!
18.04.2004
Woohoo! Rantissi is dead! Another fucking terrorist bites the dust! Oh, remember how the appeasing pussies trembled when Rantissi promised that "The gates of hell will open in Israel"? Well, they did open. For Rantissi. Rest in pieces, dear Rantissi.
Oh well. Enough gloating and celebrating, even though I can't stop rejoicing. I suppose I should be getting on with my hangover. I had an epic night out yesterday. Saw a real bar fight. So much raw power, it was scary. Still had pieces of glass stuck in my coat this morning, from the flying beer pints. For the first time in ages I was in the bar until it closed, at 2 am. Then moved to my friends place, for Jamaican Rum and Cola! i wish we didn't, though. I can't really remember getting home, but get home I did, just in time to see my girlfriend leave for work. She said she could barely restrain laughter when she saw me in all my pathetic glory. At some point I must have had a bath, in my underwear. Oh well. Woke up at 18.30... Wow. Even taking a painkiller didn't really make me feel any better. Oh well, my girly, bless her heart, made me awesome pizza. I'd better go eat it now.
..And here is a little something for you to read while I recuperate: A little something on the war in Iraq.
This is what I was supposed to be doing. Instead, I drank.
15.04.2004
Oh dear. It seems I have been neglecting my blogging duty. The thing is that I also lack things to write about and the energy to do it, not to mention the fact that I sometimes forget my camera at home, or just feel blank, devoid of ideas as to the picture of the day. And I wanted some rest from the "rigours" of blogging. I am also studying for my Russian Philology university entrance exams. And nobody told me that it would be so hard.. Although there was something I wanted to share.. Yours truly was on BBC World's "Talking Point" program!
Now forgive me for making it sound so..grand. It was not. I was just an invited caller. The way I got on the show was somewhat..weird. I was posting a comment on the Iraq War, stating my opinion (simplified, it goes along the lines of "More troops to Iraq!"), and I left my real name and a phone number as well. So, 15 minutes later I, while I am smoking in the kitchen (oh yeah, that quitting smoking thing? Didn't work out..), I get a call from a mysterious number. Thinking it was my dad, I almost didn't answer. When I did, however, I was blown away. And the end result was me asking a question from a member of the Iraqi interim goverment. I even recorded it... But enough babbling for now. I am off to watch "Fear Factor" now.
Link of the day is about Leonardo Da Vinci. Today is his birthsday, he was born in 1452, 15th of April...
Doggy!
I met
her
at the
bar.
Love at first sight.
07.04.2004
I am Asmo's abused liver... I am still a bit hungover. Funny, ain't it? How you can drink till the cows come home when you're 17 and still go play soccer in the morning (hell, who am I kidding, the closest thing to sports in my youth was Quake),but as you get older you start getting these 2-day hellish, depressive hangovers that make you regret your Mum ever met your Dad. Or that my Mum ever met your Dad, go figure..
Anyway, I actually made it to work today. After a few hours of mind-numbingly boring tasks that wouldn't prove a challenge to anyone with an opposing thumb, I was struck by The Hunger. The sort that you get when you start recuperating from an epic hangover, the sort that makes you want to eat the styrofoam package the kebab comes in. Well, easy does it. Met a buddy of mine after work, and went for a pizza. Now, we coulda gone to a place we knew. No. We had to try out a new place, a place that not only was a gazillion miles away from the metro stop, but was chinese as well. I've never known Chinese to make pizza. And there is a reson for this. Apparently, Italian and Chinese cuisine don't mix. The picture of the day is a good proof of that. Just in case you are wonderig what the fuck is on that pizza, well, let me enlighten you. Its raw bacon, weird ham, and an uncooked egg. Eww. There were some other bits in it, but I decided not to look too close.
Anyway, fuck it. I think I deserve a Burana now, after todays culinary adventure.
Wowza! Avoid Chinese pizza.
06.04.2004
I wish I didn't wake up this morning. In other news, "I will never drink again".
It was all my girlfriends fault, may peace be upon her. I thought I
might
cheer her up a bit, since she got a bad grade for her history exam, and
bought a six-pack of Karjala.
The problem was that I also had 14 beers stashed away for the rainy day
at home... And a litre of Finlandia...
But it didn't end there. I had to pick up some stuff from dad's, and
so,
a generous soul that he is, he sat me down and presuaded me to down
cognac
and vodka with him and his buddy. Groan! Went to bed around 5am, and in
the morning work was kinda out of the question. Sigh. Now I am shaking
like a 80 year old, and trying to keep down my tvorog.
Jeezus! And to add insult to injury, my ass hurts like hell because the
mother (father?) of all hangover turds
has
made hasty (but nasty) escape from the
said
orifice. All in all, tis a sad, sad day.
On the other hand, we saved a lot of money by drinking at home, since drinking out is hellishly expencive up here in our sunny Finland. And the Americans are finally clamping down on the ragheads down in Iraq, which is nice. So not all is doom and gloom, eh? I won't even bother giving you any entertaining links today. I'm sort of busy suffering here, dammit!
The Aftermath.
04.04.2004
Whee! I am the King of the World! I won the lottery again! This time the loot ammounted to a stunning.. 10 Euros 50 cents, as is shown in the photo of the day (just in case you think I am lying or something, you know)! Whee! Now I can retire and never work a single day of my life again! Well, on a more sombre note, I guess the next time I win I will win big, right? Since I won 4.40 last time, 10.50 this time... I am bound to win a nice, round million nex time! It is practically a given..! Right?
The actuall reason I happened to check my lottery ticket was cos I was on my way downtown to the shore, to check out the boats, soak up some sunshine and generally daydream. The weather is, once again, too great to stay inside, with the temperatures being well over the promised 10c. I went out even though I finally installed that bloody "Unreal Tournament 2004". And if that's not heroic, I don't know what is. I've decided to go boat watching because it's been ages since I've done this, and because I've always been a wannabe boat owner (since I was 7 years old, at any rate), but never had the money to actually get a boat. And doubt if I will, within the forseeable future. So this is what I do a few times a year, when the boats are on dry land and when they are in the water. Then I just.. "window-shop". Sometimes the sights are rather sad. Some people have apparently never read up on how to store and take care of the poor things, for it is a common sight here in Finland to see uncovered boats groaning under a metre of snow, and masts laying forgotten by their side, slowy oxidizing to hell, barely visible from under the snowdrifts.. People like that don't deserve boats, dammit. After the walk I decided that I want this boat. Cheap (around 2000/3000 Euro in Sweden), roomy and classically handsome.
To conclude this entry, I give you a great RPG! And if that is too silly for your refined taste, here is a review of the progress South Africa made during the 10 years after Apartheid. I don't know how correct are the facts presented, but it sure is alarming...
Me
be filthy
rich!!
Luverly boats..
03.04.2004
Morning! The sun is shining and the drunks are restless here in the lovely heart of Kontula. The city is really waking up from its hibernation, with pre-teen skaters going wild and couples enjoying beer on the multiple terrases that have sprung up with the first sunlight. The radio promised a nice +8 to +10 today, but am I going out? No. Why? Well, one of the reasons is the "Munchkin" night on the 1st, which went great and stretched till 5am. The other is that I am in HiFi heaven! Since I've been having problems with my somewhat ancient sound card (SB AWE 64, from -97!) what with the horrible screeching and buzzing it has been producing in the background, I decided to get a new card. SB Live! 5.1. For a meagerly 24Eur! And as if that alone wasn't enough, I also got great headphones, SonyMDR-CD570 from my dad! Seventh audio heaven... So methinks I will now finally install that "Unreal Tournament 2004" I've had lying around for over a week... And play, play, play..!
And here is the obligatory erotic link of the day to cheer you up: Some very artsy erotica. After this you'll probably need some sex education, kindly provided here. In form of a rather scary game...
The delicate process of replacing a sound card revealed!
01.04.2004
OMG! OMG! L0L! Teh r0xorz..! Ok, enough "leet speak".To summ it all up, I won the lottery! Now this would be a great opportunity to go on about how I won an X number of millions of euros, but I am already sick and tired of the accursed April Fool's day, so I will just come clean with you and say that I won a princely... 4 Euros 40 Cents! Whee. The peasants rejoice. I am filthy fucking rich now. Although I must say that it did cheer me up to no end as I was going to work this morning. Which is, in retrospect, almost sad.
When I did finally arrived to work, buoyed by my new-found wealth, I was overwhelmed by the ammount of stupid pranks put forward by my overtly creative co-workers. If they would have been plain infantile and stupid, I would have been perfectly delighted. But they were boring and stupid. Exactly the kind of boring and stupid one would expect from 40+ mid-level execs. But enough about them. I remember, about 3 years ago, when I fell victim to a prank perpetrated by the media. A small local paper published a little piece that stated that Robert DeNiro himself was going to film a movie in our grand city of Helsinki, and that he was checking out some obscure location on its outskirts this very day. Fans were welcome to join the event. Blissfully unaware of the date (April the 1st, naturally) I decided to go check it out. What saved me, in the end, was my laziness. However, as I enthusiastically told about it to my then-girlfriend (lamenting the fact that I didn't go), I was laughed off the face of the earth.. She then blabbered about it to all of my friends, of course. That was the worst April "burn" I've ever had. So far. The day isn't over yet, eh?
And speaking of that, I expect a lot from this day. I am, after I am done with scooping up cat crap from the littler-box and doing the dishes, going to a friends place today for a nice (and hopefully long) game of "Munchkin" and some (hopefully a lot) beer. Plus 3 tapes of "South Park". Going to stay there overnight, so work is obviously out tomorrow. Hangover is, probably (and as obviously), in. Life, as I've claimed before, is beautiful..
My bountiful winnings!
