Some things I observed recently:

Is there any animal that can scratch its own back? (Really flexible humans and other anomalies don't count). Yet all things alive love it when you scratch their back.
I think this is a good proof that God exists. :) How else could absolutely everything love a good back-scratch?

Remember my collective mind -theory? ([Draugluin] does at least). I've refined it: We aren't really one big connected mind like a beehive, rather there are "vibes" in the world, floating about... kind of like radio waves or such. And the people that are caught in these vibes will be having a similar thing going on in their life. Like when there was that utter shit time going on, all couples breaking up, all diaries really emo and general shitty mood, that was when a huge bad vibe just swept through. Maybe it even spread via ET because a lot of townsfolk were down then. There are also smaller individual vibes. For example, yesterday I thought I'd draw something with pencils, something just for me, and make it awesome. I opened the H&M catalogue at random and drew the model from there. The model is black. Later in the evening my sister said she was going to watch a movie, so without really decidiong to do so, I joined her. The film was Save the Last Dance, which is a very 'black' film. So there was a black vibe going on for me.
Coincidences and stuff we do at random, out of the ordinary, in the spur of the moment, for the heck of it - all caused by these vibes.
We probably can effect our own vibes too, ward off bad ones and attract good ones... I'll let you know when I figure out how, something to do with theunconsciousness.

Alright you arty friends, which ever one of you that I don't see signing up on The Hit List is going to suffer somehow because y'all gotta join.

Yes, I dragged all of you here just for this.
No, I won't make it a habit.

I don't like the message that Crosby, Stills and Nash's song "Love the one you're with" has. ("If you can't be with the one you love, love the one you're with"). So my lover goes off to war, I can't be with him and poof, I should change to some losar that stayed home? O_ó
I don't understand what Yahoo-radio is thinking, this is not a Sinatra-ish thing to say or do... >_>

Another pokemon update:
My second meeting with Giovanni, the leader of Team Rocket... I used just one level 26 pokemon against his four level 37+ pokemon. :D Which one, you ask. Haunter. The only thing he could attack with was poison sting, and that's not very effective against ghost type, not even when coming from a level 40 nidoqueen. XD
*such a geek*

Okay dudelees, tell them How on earth did you pick that name?

(talking of photos)

isilando :: saku sanoo:
if it was full clothed old finnish grandpa's i'll persuade you a bit more
Exapno Mapcase sanoo:
I think my sister would have one bleached middle aged finnish grandpa
Exapno Mapcase sanoo:
one picture of it
Exapno Mapcase sanoo:
not it, but the grandpa! o.Ò
Exapno Mapcase sanoo:
*dies of the accidental innuendos*

Wha, a lot of picture diary entries now. But I had to point out the horrid discrimination going on in ET: they have a separate wiki for gay patrollers!

Also, I'm funny. And deadly addicted to pkmn. :P

(I did make this! :D)

Pikachu is there only to freak out people who don't play pokemon at all :P (And because he was in my team-thing when I was screen-shotting)

I just had the best pokemon battle ever. LASS vs. IIPPO She had 5 level 19 pokemon, all different, fairly normal types. My raticate's hyper fang one hit ok'd them all, one after another. XD
(Well, ok, that isn't the best battle ever, it's better when there's a hugenormous struggle.)

There's some use of the crew junk forum too:

(no, I didn't make it)

In the top-lists in imdb, the bottom rated things... In each genre, there is a movie with the word "ninja" in the list of the worst movies of that genre... Believe it now, once and for all: pirates own ninjas!

I love you [Kayne] :3 <3 :)

I just ate 6 slices of toast with ham and cheese. There's just one left in the bag. o.O

I am fucking tired of hearing these treehuggers whining about the hunters killing that bear in Germany *refuses to call it Bruno* They've wrote feffing elegies and internet sites about shooting it with tranquliser darts and teddy bears and what else, and I am: Fed. Up. Up to here. A bear is not cute or cuddly, it's big, fat, smelly and fucking dangerous. It can manage itself, it's a natural thing, and it will not think twice before killing your kid, pet, loved one or yourself. So shut the fuck up about that bear!
And the Finnish zoo has just got bear cubs that will be killed since no zoo wants them and there's no space... We'll send them over to the treehuggers, let them give a nice big bear hug (aka mauling) to shut them all up nice and tidy.
(Treehugger = viherpiipertäjä in Finnish :D *hugs that word*)

What else was there... Was it Latvia that banned smoking in public places, yeah think so. *High fives with Latvia* Way to go!

There's two exhibitions near here that seem interesting, one's a collab with some Russian and Finnish artists, another's a photoxibit of Marilyn Monroe's "the last sitting". Wantsa go...

Haven't heard of next year's Tall ships' race yet, but I haven't forgotten. And I will not attend my graduation if it overlaps the race, I'm not missing it out! All the awesome, massive ships coming near me and I'll be not-near me? Like hell I'll miss it. I was looking at my Schtandart Replica photos earlier and I'm just too hyped about it... *runs out of breath*

I have forgotten which one was my favourite of the Seven Brothers. I wrote an essay couple years ago titled "my favourite brother-". It was one of the twins, can't remember which pair even (two pairs of twins in Seven Brothers). Shy nature-liking one, climbed up a fir tree at one point to think of stuff if I remember correct. :( I need to re-read that book. And if 30 books was a list for Finnish people, I would know what to enter in the list, so many more... :( This I was reminded of because there's a play of the Seven Brothers.

Can you tell that I love reading the paper again ;)

Comment in a wiki:
XD By the way- what the fuck is a bollock?

That, my dear Yankeedoodle, must be one of life's many mysteries, a fundamental thing that separates the Americans from the British.
*has completed the honorary-brit-exercise for today* :P

Stolered from someone else's diary, but it's just too awesome.
http://www.deviantart.com/view/34357913/

I get an email newsletter called Grapevine. And it has notified me that it is juhannus soon (midsummer feast or something to that effect). Is it really this saturday? When I'm going home? Am I infact going to be home on juhannusday? New potatoes, silli and butter? Barbecue?
*ish almost in tears with the idea, it's too awesome to be true*
Although it will very likelyly mean that shops along the drive home will not be open, so note to self: pee before getting to the car.

Last night I was planning a new writing for Writersco. Then I also thought up something to do in the computer, related to photographs. I can't remember what that was. I tried to write it on my hand but in the dark I didn't see if I managed and in the morning there was nothing written on my hand.

Is crooner the word to describe singers like Sinarta and Dean Martin etc?

I like Kevin Spacey as a singer. I think I want to see that film, Beyond the sea, if that is indeed a film.

How amusing, all the Krill-sites work except WritersCo. Which Krill-site am I most involved with? Yep, WritersCo. :)
I tell you, the world is out to get me. And it seems to be personal. >_>

I am done faffing with my house for now.
I apologice for the inconvenience caused to [windowframe] :P

I am actually saying LMAO at this :D

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9DDNHbmofiE&search=Friends

Lets spread the diary love
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A strange memory just occured to me all of the sudden, just like that.
We were in contextual studies seminar, all gathered round a table, students and a tutor, discussing Orlan. Orlan is an artist who has planned and undergone several plastic surgeries (made herself a second mouth, horns and other fascinating changes). The surgeries are filmed, and show that she is conscious all the time. She even draws with her own blood on her own skin during the surgery.
Anyway, as obvious, we were discussing plastic surgery. This was fairly early during the first year of my course. A mature student was telling how she could not ever undergo such a surgery that would change her appearance so drastically, overnight (her body and especially hands had changed during her life).
I was the only one there who had ever undergone a surgery that changed appearance 'overnight'. But I did not comment on the matter. I'm not sure why, it would have been very interesting for them to hear about it. But I just didn't speak up.
On other occasions in similar seminars, when I've been the odd one out I have spoken out, sometimes even silencing others to consider how many different viewpoints there are, but most of those times it has been a cultural difference: sentences starting with "In Finland.."
So when the difference came from my own choice (the surgery was my choice, I had the option to not have it but I did and i'm glad I did), I didn't want to be the odd one out. When it was something that had just happened due to circumstances, I was glad to share.