i feel like working, i feel like studying, i feel like cleaning up, i feel like updating. what have you done to me?!?

i think i'll try to get to study pedagogics at the open university, starting in october. i'm just asking you, how open it is when you actually have to apply.

and yesterday i was at a wedding, of a couple younger than me. read more.

something in my appearance just changed this morning. funny. you'll see.

sulo kävi huollossa. ohjauskulmat ovat nyt kunnossa mutta vetoakselin suojakumi on kuulemma paskana. loistavaa. ei tässä muuta kuin että pitäisi löytää jossain joku paikka missä pääsisi ryömimään sen rakkineen alle. hot cars onneksi pyytää vain kymmenen euroa kumeista asennussarjoineen.

i'm off to ilosaari. bye ta-ta.

"Jumping shoeless Jesus on a hotplate! Are you sure that you're a man, you odious leach-covered blob of quivering slime? You couldn't get a date in a whorehouse with a fistful of $20s; even your right hand turns you down. You're not average looking, you dumb fuck. Who are you kidding? You're borderline fugly, at best. Your face would make an onion ( Read more... )

and i am, too. kind of a miracle, taking into count the fact that i passed out in a swedish ferry's nightclub last night after partying hard with late middle aged teachers from kiel and a 41-year old newcastle punk called lez and waking up this morning to the jolly good mornings of my sister and two boys she'd apparently done more than drink tax ( Read more... )

i just can't seem to find the time and inspiration for this journalling thing. and also have been too busy living lately.

now i'm off to glod knows where. see ya.

hey, something bigger might be about to start. now all of you, go to the tram halls this week. every night at 6 pm cheap food (cooking starts at 4 pm), on monday an acoustic jam -> 00 am, on tuesday a free showing of eisensteins's potemkin, on wednesday a support gig (people are trying to get komposti sound system + possibly pelle miljoona or ( Read more... )

i had shitloads of fun last night. after the street party we took over the empty car museum at töölö tram halls. my first squatting experience, and quite promising at that. i left at some point past midnight, being terribly drunk and tired. some folks stayed the whole night long, but i doubt greatly that the squat would succeed in the long run, ( Read more... )