tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53936422011-04-21T23:07:39.566+03:00Incoherent ramblings of a disturbed young manWhat the title said. Basically, cynical thoughts about life, the universe, and everything, spiced up with an unhealthy dose of pure geekiness.Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.comBlogger961100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1095713415055706592004-09-20T23:48:00.000+03:002004-09-20T23:50:15.056+03:00This blog has migrated to http://www.livejournal.com/users/nitessine/
Updates will continue over there as usual.Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1095539375450366202004-09-18T22:52:00.000+03:002004-09-21T08:37:36.893+03:00Well, I watched King Arthur. I reasoned it'd be better to see it on the big screen than get a DVD, because the only thing that was gonna be good in it would be the fight scenes.
Boy, was I wrong. I now seriously want that DVD.
Mostly because considering the stuff they put in the movie, I really want to see what was so crappy it had to be cut out.
Now, don't get me wrong. This isn't the worst Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1095373309609046872004-09-17T01:11:00.000+03:002004-09-17T01:21:49.610+03:00Went to see Vares on Tuesday, after a history lecture. I'm fairly sure the professor is a geek, by the way.
Vares was a good movie. To those of you not "in the know" (i.e., foreign devils), it's a crime movie about a private eye, based on a novel by Reijo Mäki. It was predictable, and hit every single cliché and genre convention. But it did it with style, and I'm not saying this just because of Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1094682915941089772004-09-09T01:14:00.000+03:002004-09-09T01:35:15.940+03:00I guess it'd be too difficult to get into a daily update rate. *Shrug* I'll settle for whimsical.
So... The history lessons of the open university have begun. In the first class, me and Risto came to the conclusion there is at least one gamer geek amongst the other students there, out of three obvious candidates. I got me some cool presentation topics, too. Out of a random assortment, I got "TheJukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1093419681512131412004-08-25T10:33:00.000+03:002004-08-25T10:41:21.513+03:00Last night, yet another gathering of Iiro's Salon. I wonder if we have a prestige class or something. With special abilities like Freak Out the Mundanes and free weapon proficiency with something weird like nunchaku, bokken, fencing sword, bo stick, sai, and boffer or latex sword. And knife, naturally, but all Finns get knife proficiency free. Phear the Marttiini.
The purpose of this post was Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1093331270256566342004-08-24T10:00:00.000+03:002004-08-24T10:07:50.256+03:00Yesterday, the Japanese Anime and Samurai Movie Week began. It's something they arranged with the Japanese embassy, the Japan Foundation (whatever that might be), and Andorra, an elderly movie theatre that, to my understanding, isn't used to show movies anymore, except in special situations like this.
My primary objective was to see the second movie of the night, Akira Kurosawa's Yojimbo. I Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1093144702853062572004-08-22T06:09:00.000+03:002004-08-22T06:18:22.853+03:00Gotta love the university. The open university entrance applications came and went, I got in to study history. And I got a list of books I need for the courses. Basic history has four titles on the list. The first two are standard fare: one book on world history, another on Finnish history. Easy to find and quite affordable, even though, peculiarly, one of them hadn't been revised for 16 years. Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1091019530878675992004-07-28T15:48:00.000+03:002004-07-28T15:58:50.876+03:00Let's try to get some sort of normal updating rate going here. For a change, I could bitch about school.
See, my application for the Helsinki University didn't go through. Actually, I fucked the entrance exams up pretty bad. Hooray. So, I'll be going to the open university, which, as far as I can tell, is the exactly same thing, except that there are no entrance exams and you can't graduate fromJukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1090825666263810672004-07-26T09:47:00.000+03:002004-07-26T10:07:46.263+03:00Long time since last update. Since then, I've been to Sweden, seen a couple of movies, started writing a column for RPGnet, and attended RopeCon, among other things.
RopeCon 2004 ended yesterday. Three days of high-energy geekery, of card games, boffer fights, rolling dice, and caffeinated beverages. Even now, my muscles throb with a dull pain and my neck aches. But it was great fun.
It occurs Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1088776775529350512004-07-02T16:49:00.000+03:002004-07-02T16:59:35.530+03:00This is me again. I'm writing this from the dorm room of my friend Warlon. In Denmark. He insisted, it's not my fault.
Last Saturday, I spent eight hours at Linnanmøki, the amusement park in Helsinki. Much fun was had by all, and a part of my sunglasses flew off and disappeared somewhere while I was in one of the more violently shaky rides.
So I saw that Around the World in 80 Days movie. It Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1088112041501176492004-06-25T00:05:00.000+03:002004-06-25T00:20:41.503+03:00What the hell just happened there?
Only last Monday, I was so bored that I was calling friends with my cell phone to see if I had a balance limit installed, and was looking forward to a Midsummer (Big party in Finland since ancient times; everybody gets drunk and lights bonfires. Christianize this!) at home, chatting on IRC. There also was a succession of cancelled D&D games from Monday to Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1087393856878987412004-06-16T16:45:00.000+03:002004-06-16T16:50:56.876+03:00Tämä merkintä on epätyypillisesti suomeksi. Kutsutaan sitä nyt vaikka punaiseksi silakaksi, kuten rapakon takana sanottaisiin. Katsokaas, hyvät neljä lukijaani, eräällä irkkikanavalla on eräs kaveri nimeltä spigadang, joka lukee tätä sivustoa ja on siinä sivussa aivan helvetin ärsyttävä. Huomatkaa, tuossa on hänen käyttäjänimensä. Se on ainoa sana, jonka hän tästä merkinnästä kykenee ymmärtämään.Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1087106984885864752004-06-13T09:09:00.000+03:002004-06-13T20:46:54.996+03:00Last night was weird. I’d promised to take the dog out for a walk in the evening, and then, whoops, it was four o’clock in the morning. Well, IRC was pretty much dead at the time, so I decided now was a pretty good time to go for a walk.
It was already light outside, and there was a slight drizzle, as I embarked on what would become the weirdest walk I’ve ever taken. I was originally going to Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1086866992770805472004-06-10T14:15:00.000+03:002004-06-10T14:29:52.770+03:00It looks like a truly good summer ahead, at least from a gaming viewpoint. There's Hannu's D&D game, the next session which is on Sunday, where I play Ardavar, a blind swordsman who trusts in luck over skill to deliver his blows. At a somewhat earlier time on the same day I will start in a G.I. Joe -themed D20 Modern game, where I'll be playing Lock 'n' Load, the group's officer. I'll also be Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1086607829879733822004-06-07T14:28:00.000+03:002004-06-07T14:30:29.880+03:00Well, turns out it's possible to comment on the blog, after all. I figured it out by accident after receiving a comment last night... You click that "Posted at..." text. It's a link. That takes you to a place where you can comment on the post. Whoa.Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1086436006134860402004-06-05T14:12:00.000+03:002004-06-05T14:46:46.133+03:00I had my entrance exams to Helsinki University on Tuesday. They were tough, and I don't think I'm gonna make the cut. That does not piss me off nearly as much as knowing my name is on the same stack of papers as two essays of improvisational fiction.
After the exams, we went drinking, me, Risto and a bunch of folks from the same preparation course Risto attended, plus a bunch of history studentsJukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1085892850910127412004-05-30T07:31:00.000+03:002004-05-30T08:04:00.536+03:00Well, that was a strange graduation day. I guess the true highlight was when they played Nobuo Uematsu's "To Zanarkand" during the ceremony at school. I also received an English scholarship of 50 euros. Yeah, might seem but a pittance to you Americans, but since enrollment at a university is a lot cheaper here than in USA, it makes sense. After that it was an ever-sloping downhill filled with Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1085696589002649432004-05-28T01:06:00.000+03:002004-05-28T01:23:09.003+03:00Wednesday was a very good day. It was a very good day for high school girls who live in Hämeenlinna... and so forth.
Me and a few friends from IRC mucked about in Helsinki. Highlights included a rain of hail and icy water, during which I was standing in the middle of the park at Esplanadi, giving the black storm clouds the finger, and shouting: "This all ya got? Gimme you best shot! I dare ya! IJukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1085462108280041462004-05-25T07:55:00.000+03:002004-05-25T08:15:08.280+03:00First, a word about the Finnish high school graduation scoring. There are seven different grades, from the highest to the lowest: Laudatur, Eximia, Magna Cum Laude Approbatur, Cum Laude Approbatur, Lubenter Approbatur, Approbatur, and Improbatur. These are usually referred to as letters: LEMCBAI.
I have now received my scores from my matriculation exams:
Finnish: L
English: L
Humanities and Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1084742255188467252004-05-16T23:54:00.000+03:002004-05-17T00:17:35.186+03:00Troy reviewSaw Troy last Friday. Here there be spoilers.
The movie had a lot of promise, and I wanted to like it, I really did. However, this time, the special effects extravaganza did not deliver.
The first mistake was taking away the mythical element of the story. I am rather curious as to what strain of cannabis sativa they were smoking while coming up with this idea. In The Iliad, the gods are an Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1084432996481035232004-05-13T10:12:00.000+03:002004-05-13T10:23:16.480+03:00I am trying to figure out how to get comments for this blog. This is a test post. Behold my inane quiz result.
You're a Speak & Spell!! You nerd, you. Justbecause you were disguised as a toy doesn'tmean you weren't educational, you sneakybastard.
What childhood toy from the 80s are you? brought to you by Quizilla
You know, we never got these in Finland.Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1084397441827817712004-05-13T00:13:00.000+03:002004-05-13T00:30:41.826+03:00The Eurovision Song Contest, 1st semifinalsIt's that time of the year again! Our annual Eurovision Song Contest has kicked off, with yet another embarrassing yet oh-so-predictable Finnish defeat!
Finland: We sent Jari Sillanpää, a Tango King undeserving of life. His performance, only marginally worse for technical difficulties, sucked. One man, three chins, no points! Maybe we can send someone competent next year.
Switzerland: I'm Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1084003077230811072004-05-08T10:57:00.000+03:002004-05-08T11:02:19.293+03:00So, I saw Van Helsing, after some mucking about with the tickets. Mikko, who was earlier supposed to come, just dropped out without telling anyone. He's the Schr?dinger's participant. Before the event, be it a movie or a game, it is impossible to tell whether he is coming or not coming.
The movie was good. Not Shakespeare, but very good. It began with a black & white sequence where an angry mobJukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1083915552181763782004-05-07T10:39:00.000+03:002004-05-07T10:43:32.356+03:00And thus breaks another of my long silences.
*CRASH*
For the last month, I have been studying for the university entrance exams, playing Magic, reading, painting miniatures, playing D&D, running D&D... Very little noteworthy, really. Tonight, I shall go watch Van Helsing. Í expect it to be a decent movie, even though the newspaper reviews say different. I've always been firmly of the opinion Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1081096000532528982004-04-04T19:26:00.000+03:002004-04-04T19:30:17.716+03:00I wonder... Why is it that I feel like I've accomplished something, even though I've merely watched 15 hours of Babylon 5 straight through?
The third season was a good one. I'm especially fond of the episodes "Sic Transit Vir", "Late Delivery From Avalon" and "The Rock Cried Out, No Hiding Place". I am actually inspired to read T.H. White's The Once and Future King and write some King Arthur Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1080940840166115522004-04-03T00:20:00.000+03:002004-04-03T00:24:15.140+03:00Well, I am back from the student cruise. It was a fun trip, and a first time for many things. On Wednesday, each of us made our own way to the terminal at Helsinki harbour. There was some messing with the tickets and the cabin key cards, which had become mixed up. That problem was solved in short order with some negotiation. Someone had to go without a key to his/her cabin, though, since we endedJukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1080107196663502922004-03-24T07:46:00.000+02:002004-03-24T07:49:58.640+02:00After the first weekend of April got freed up from the LARP, we were in dire need of some other entertainment. I mean, it's the first weekend of April! We can't spend it just lounging at home. That'd be... too bloody ordinary. Or something.
So, we'll be watching the third season of Babylon 5 straight through. Should we still be conscious after the 17-hour ordeal, I have X-Men 2, Cubic, and Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1080054820243118792004-03-23T17:13:00.000+02:002004-03-23T17:17:01.686+02:00A LARP of over a hundred participants gets cancelled because one person in a key position gets ill at the wrong time. Fucking ironic, innit? I understand the fact it was a completely unforeseen occurrance, but that doesn't make me any less pissed. It's just directed at the world in general, not the game's organisers.
Well, (no)life goes on. However, if the next time they do not have a Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1079959101620046582004-03-22T14:38:00.000+02:002004-03-22T14:41:41.263+02:00First three exams down... Two Finnish exams, and the humanities and sciences exam. The teacher rated my first Finnish essay as eligible for the highest mark, and commented it was the best of the eleven essays she read. Funny. I remember having a distinct feeling of excreting through a pencil while writing it. Her comments also included a remark commending my tasteful irony. Apparently, the phraseJukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1079247519238837312004-03-14T08:58:00.000+02:002004-03-14T09:01:47.750+02:00My last post was about nine hours ago. No, I didn't sleep the night, thank you very much. I spent it reading a bunch of Finnish blogs. See, yesterday (Or maybe the day before, or the day before that. With my sleeping rhythm, 'day' is a rather nebulous concept.) I registered my blog on Pinseri's bloglist, a sort of database for Finnish blogs. Some were interesting, some were not, and a few made meJukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1079217694083028042004-03-14T00:41:00.000+02:002004-03-14T00:44:42.373+02:00Yesterday, at Lujakallio, it turned out that there are seven other regulars there heading to Faerûn. One of them said he was a squire to some lord whose family name he could not remember, but described his heraldry. I spent the rest of the evening wracking my brain for it, unable to find peace. Thanks a lot, Jarkko. It turned out to be Scoril, as I found when I browsed my source material back Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1079101412942750792004-03-12T16:23:00.000+02:002004-03-12T16:26:39.716+02:00It's a day short of a month since the last update, and here I stand, looking into the future with trepidation. In the short view, I'm going to Lujakallio and I'm running the third session of my Planescape campaign afterwards. I couldn't handle being without a game during the study break, so I started one myself.
In the longer view, the matriculation exams begin on Monday, with the Finnish essay.Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1076650587975350622004-02-13T07:36:00.000+02:002004-02-13T07:38:57.030+02:00On Wednesday, I had my German listening comprehension test. I think I got some of it right. After it, I came home and ate breakfast. You just know something is screwed up when you come home from school to break your fast...
On Wednesday evening, Tuukka, the resident boozehound of our freakshow, called for me to pick up him and some friends from a bar I'd never heard of at a mall I'd seen in a Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1076470340499346352004-02-11T05:32:00.000+02:002004-02-11T05:34:46.950+02:00Well, I got the exams back.
Finnish, course 8: 10. Wrote an essay about education and general knowledge.
Finnish, course 7: 9+. Presentation about anime went a long way here.
English, course 8: 10. Still didn't get my essays back, though. And I'd written linguistic traps there, too.
Swedish, course 7: 4-. The teacher said to me: "I know a teacher probably shouldn't say things like these to a Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1076382285022821762004-02-10T05:04:00.000+02:002004-02-10T05:07:10.356+02:00Well. A lot happened yesterday. Had the English listening comprehension and stuff, but that's irrelevant... Pretty much first thing in the morning we saw was a class representative chewing up Mikko's ass for not paying his student cruise ticket in time and not announcing beforehand that he was not gonna pay, because now they'd lost the reservation and there'd be lots of complications and stuff Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1076298142623266962004-02-09T05:42:00.000+02:002004-02-09T05:44:46.153+02:00It's now half past six in the morning as I write this. It's the day of the English listening comprehension matriculation exam. Boy, that's a long one. In a few hours, I'll saddle up and head out, to the first of a series of the most important exams of my life. Well, most important thus far. I am not worried, or even excited. Not with English. As you can see, I've a pretty good grip of the lingo. Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1075947208041141462004-02-05T04:13:00.000+02:002004-02-05T04:15:46.593+02:00Yesterday was the second of my days off from school. Thanks to the preliminary exams, I had no reason to venture into the hallowed halls of learning. So I didn't. On the first day, I finally got around to watching Spirited Away, a movie I got for Christmas. It was decent.
On the second day, Hannu, Risto the Blogless, and Mikko showed up to duke it out with me in Mordheim. Warbands were quickly Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1075638287422250432004-02-01T14:24:00.000+02:002004-02-01T14:27:01.090+02:00Watashi wa yuki daikirai.
That's Japanese for "I hate snow". I've just shoveled a metric ton of the white crap of the skies off our yard. Took me three hours, but the work is done. We'd had two feet of snow overnight. Were I not an atheist, I'd complain to the management. After it was all done, I deleted Rhapsody's songs Rage of the Winter and Warrior of Ice and Luca Turilli's Kings of the Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1075594185806405642004-02-01T02:09:00.000+02:002004-02-01T02:23:13.700+02:00Last Monday, I saw the opera Turandot, by Giacomo Puccini. It was very cool. Turandot was a Chinese princess who liked to ask prospective suitors three riddles. If they failed, they were decapitated. In the beginning, they executed the Prince of Persia.
On Tuesday, I returned to my old vice, Magic: the Gathering, playing against a couple of friends with their decks.
On Wednesday, I assembled myJukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1074945822032290372004-01-24T14:03:00.000+02:002004-01-24T14:05:45.403+02:00A map of countries I've visited:
create your own visited country map
Today, Europe! Tomorrow, the WORLD!
Amount of...
...music classes left in my life: 0
...regular classes left in my high school career: 3
...exams to do: 5
...preliminary exams to attend: 2
...matriculation exams to do: 5
Busy busy busy. And I have the language listening comprehension tests when the rest of the country is Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1074549815637334872004-01-20T00:03:00.000+02:002004-01-20T00:05:32.950+02:00Busy weekend behind. I am beginning to exhibit worrying signs of acquiring a life. I spent the Friday evening at a church-sponsored youth group thing apparently designed to keep kids like us from getting hammered. Hey, the company is good, so it can be sponsored by the National Socialistic party for all I care...
I also revealed my evil Christmas gift plot. The plot went thusly: I had a CD by Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1074199644953261882004-01-15T22:47:00.000+02:002004-01-15T22:49:16.343+02:00A word of advice, people: Never, ever, under any circumstances, watch John Carpenter's Vampires. That movie sucked, and I don't mean blood. Deer Hunter sucks too, by the way. We've been watching that in the public speaking class, for reasons unknown. I have a sneaking suspicion the teacher's gonna spring an assignment on us.
It seems that Mikko has jumped on the bandwagon and started a blog of Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1074079223399287062004-01-14T13:20:00.000+02:002004-01-14T13:22:13.326+02:00At the risk of repeating myself, I hate school. I just dragged myself back home with a splitting headache, after enduring only three hours. So, I skipped a double maths class. Blarf. I can afford the absences, and it's not as though that dried-up old prune can actually teach me anything.
Yesterday, I saw history in action. Our music teacher press-ganged that gifted pianist kid I mentioned beforeJukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1073940872446925852004-01-12T22:54:00.000+02:002004-01-12T22:56:20.590+02:00I am just beating this entry out of my system quickly, before figuratively donning my armour and drawing my blade and doing battle with the endless ranks of evil homework assignments. I swear, the teachers really are out for blood.
I actually meant to do these assingments over the weekend, but things didn't quite work that way, and I ended up watching 54 episodes of Naruto. That's a total of Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1073546831866915442004-01-08T09:27:00.000+02:002004-01-08T09:28:53.590+02:00School started yesterday. My music class finished some ten minutes ago, and it is now time for my three hours of study hall. Risto is updating his own blog next to me. I should probably be working on a Finnish essay about languages, but I couldn't figure out a topic and the teacher does not really enforce deadlines. They're more like mild-admonishment-lines. I just got the previous one back, a Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1073406602376079712004-01-06T18:30:00.000+02:002004-01-06T18:31:41.890+02:00School starts tomorrow. Depressing. The final, fifteen-day squeeze before the last exams week, and my high school career will (hopefully) come to an end. Then it's the matriculation exams in Spring, and after that, university. Then I'll graduate, marry, get a few kids, and at the age of 47, slip on a bar of soap in my bathroom, fracture my skull, and die.
I always wax poetic when beginnings and Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1073273140669424182004-01-05T05:25:00.000+02:002004-01-05T05:29:11.200+02:00It's five o'clock in the morning. The soul-chilling cold of the past few days endures, snowless. There is a light layer of frost everywhere, making the dark landscape glint like the stars in the sky. Beautiful, but oh, so cold!
Looks like I've got games today and tomorrow. School starts again on Wednesday. Only one thing making it worthwhile, and that will be disclosed later, when that matter Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1073162632973720802004-01-03T22:43:00.000+02:002004-01-03T22:45:28.546+02:00I've had a busy couple of days. After the LAN party of December 31st (we did eventually get to the gaming, although we never really got anywhere in the game itself), I somehow missed the next day entirely, waking up around nine in the evening.
The next day, I attended my friend Iiro's birthday party at an Asian restaurant in Helsinki. Chilled sake tastes dreadful, by the way. After the Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1072909547236072922004-01-01T00:25:00.000+02:002004-01-01T00:27:19.326+02:00I am writing this entry at a LAN party. I've been here for around four or five hours, and we still haven't got to the playing part. I don't mind. It's been fun to spend the New Year's Eve with friends, as opposed to lurking at my computer and playing some inane game. Okay, so the two are not mutually exclusive. For the last three years, my New Year's Eve has consisted of me, sitting at home, Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1072303911118109222003-12-25T00:11:00.000+02:002003-12-25T00:13:14.110+02:00And in the honoured tradition of bloggers, I will now brag with what I got for Christmas.
Return of the King soundtrack CD.
Return of the King wall calendar.
Books: Egil's Saga, Life of Pi by Yann Martel and Great Apes by Will Self. Oh, and Draconomicon, for D&D and a really cool book about swords. I like swords.
Spirited Away on DVD. First issue of the Samurai Deeper Kyo manga.
Soft packages.
Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1071800218899431732003-12-19T04:16:00.000+02:002003-12-19T04:18:14.186+02:00Well, the gifts have been bought, the pizzas devoured, the movies watched, and the inner geek is still running rampant. The movie was awesome. Epic. Best. The trilogy is now complete, and it beats all other trilogies with Andúril and Glamdring. As a single movie, Return of the King is 5/5 stars. As a whole, the trilogy would be off the scale. Well, enough gushing. I have work to do, stuff to packJukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1071636796784246732003-12-17T06:53:00.000+02:002003-12-17T07:25:32.576+02:00Yesterday, the theme was One Day More, from the musical Les Misérables. Today, it's The Final Countdown, by Van Halen. As I write this, there's a bit over 13 hours yet to go before the show. Return of the King. The greatest geek media event in history, as John Kovalic of Dork Tower termed it. It is what we have been waiting for almost half a decade. From the first hype of Fellowship of the Ring, Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1071445078215114132003-12-15T01:37:00.000+02:002003-12-15T01:39:07.716+02:00I think I've attained a new level of geekyness. I'm using AOL CD:s and coasters as... well, coasters. I'm even thinking of fixing them up with bits of other AOL CD:s and coasters so that stuff doesn't leak out through the hole in the middle. Sad, huh?
In other news, there's still snow. I have three classes of school today, plus exam revisions. I'm doing philosophy and geography, because I missedJukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1071365869788763752003-12-14T03:37:00.000+02:002003-12-14T03:38:58.060+02:00Well, it's snowing. We got our fucking White Christmas, and it just buried my car under half a foot of the White Crap of the Skies, as my friend Tuukka once so euphemistically termed the stuff. I was quite happy with the cold wetness of the Finnish autumn, and now it has been ruined. FUCK.
Three more days until Return of the King.Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1071304344766387032003-12-13T10:32:00.000+02:002003-12-13T10:33:32.186+02:00Yesterday, during my music class, I witnessed something extraordinary. One of the other students, a guy maybe a year or two younger than me, went to the piano during the break. He then proceeded to play a nearly flawless rendition of Nobuo Uematsu's "To Zanarkand", from the Final Fantasy VIII soundtrack. It sounded better than my .mp3 of the same piece, dammit.
At home, I told my mother about itJukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1071200520639088782003-12-12T05:42:00.000+02:002003-12-12T05:43:06.326+02:00Well, The Problem Player didn't die of his flu. *Sigh* Well, maybe it was too much to hope.
It's around 5:30 in the morning. I just finished my English writing assignment, and should now be writing an art analysis for my Finnish class. The mind wanders, however, and the teacher is rather gracious when it comes to extending deadlines. So, the analysis will wait as I amuse my readership of two.
Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1071024351277884672003-12-10T04:45:00.000+02:002003-12-10T04:46:54.436+02:00Looks like there's a nasty flu epidemic going on, or people are still trying to get over their hangovers from the Independence Day celebrations. The school has been pretty quiet for the last few days. Tuukka, The Problem Player, that nice girl from music class, and the teacher of the public speaking class have fallen ill, among others. Well, let's hope that TPP dies of it and the others do not.
Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1070748976962195282003-12-07T00:16:00.000+02:002003-12-07T00:17:16.153+02:00Okay, just so nobody was alarmed by yesterday's post... I'm neither emptying the vodka bottle nor measuring myself a rope. I've no intention of doing anything stupid... well, that stupid.
I did do some extreme dog walking today. A power outage took the street lamps in my neck of the woods offline, and there was naught light but the full moon, a bunch of cheesy Christmas ornaments, and the Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1070666160807269122003-12-06T01:16:00.000+02:002003-12-06T01:16:58.746+02:00It's an interesting period at school... My curriculum looks like someone took a 12-gauge to it. On Thursday, I've first got one music lesson at 8.15... and my next lesson begins at 13.30. In between, I have lots of time to get bored. Maybe I'll start watching anime on school computers. I wonder if they have the right codecs...
The music class is actually fun, though. We don't really have to do Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1069651146194557722003-11-24T07:19:00.000+02:002003-11-24T07:19:47.686+02:00Long time, no update... Just beating this entry out of the keyboard, for the lack of anything better to do...
My friend Patrik seems to have signed his own death warrant. Alas, I knew him well...
Currently, I've got a bad case of flu, complete with such a fever that I almost drowned in my own sweat during the night, and a headache that feels as if there's a battallion of heavy tanks running to Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1066916452272954442003-10-23T16:40:00.000+03:002003-10-23T16:40:51.893+03:00Had a talk with the anti-elitist. Turns out he's actually intelligent. Confrontation over. Kinda sad, actually. One should always have a person to hate. Fortunately, the Problem Player and another fellow, who I shall be calling the Commie Bastard (because he is) are going out of their way to convince me of their unworthiness as human beings.
It's not that they're stupid. Both are actually Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1066589694436322112003-10-19T21:54:00.000+03:002003-10-19T21:54:53.826+03:00Watched League of Extraordinary Gentlemen on Friday. Gray was good, Quatermain was good, Sawyer sucked, plot was simply bad. 3/5, and that's because I like steampunk.
We switched to the winter tyres on my car, a 13-year-old Mitsubishi Colt. It'd stood still on our yard for four years before I began driving it a couple of weeks ago, and the bolts were a mite... rusty. They were stuck hard, and Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1066311362608343822003-10-16T16:36:00.000+03:002003-10-16T16:36:02.296+03:00I have now learned Alfred Lord Tennyson's epic poem Charge of the Light Brigade by heart. No true reason, just something to brag about. And it's a cool poem. I've also started to translate choice songs from Les Misérables into Finnish. No, no true reason for that, either.
Looks like I got beaten on the first round of Ceramic DM. Shouldn't have underestimated the newbie. Just because he's got a Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1065993408865171762003-10-13T00:16:00.000+03:002003-10-13T00:16:48.813+03:00Last Thursday, I was part of the most idiotic event in the history of misplaced ideas to try and create some sort of esprit d'corps among the student base. The Forest Olympics. Me and some other guy I didn't know then and still don't know were ordered to stand for four hours in a cold, wet forest, giving the smaller kids who happened to be passing by detailed instructions on how to get from pointJukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1065653741431984852003-10-09T01:55:00.000+03:002003-10-09T01:55:40.833+03:00This morning, I signed up for NaNoWriMo. Starting November 1st, I will endeavour to write 50,000 words of steampunk fiction. With my usual industrious writing speed, I figure I might get 50, if I'm lucky, but then again it is possible that I actually do get something done, between all the schoolwork and running games. Good thing I don't have a real life. It might become a real obstruction in a Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1064963841323822742003-10-01T02:17:00.000+03:002003-10-01T02:17:21.330+03:00Hmm. Two weeks since the last update.
To make the long and largely boring story really short, I got my driver's license.
Then I started a D&D newbie campaign, and the exams week came, and I missed my English exam thanks to my replacement alarm clock breaking down on Monday, after the last one went kaputt on Friday.
Either I am getting the hang of this 'brevity' thing, or I've had really Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1063743508820824952003-09-16T23:18:00.000+03:002003-09-16T23:18:28.856+03:00Got my conscription interview over and done with, yesterday. Verdict… E-papers. My military service was postponed by two years. This means that I have until 2005 to think up a good excuse to get C-papers, which means 'relieved from duty in times of peace'. Well, I should be getting my driver's license on Thursday, and with my driving style, this problem will probably solve itself. Rather Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1063580808641558892003-09-15T02:06:00.000+03:002003-09-15T02:06:48.650+03:00So, I had my second attempt at a driving test a few days ago. Fouled it up, thanks to a Stop sign cunningly hidden in plain sight. This was rather annoying, but since I am not the one paying for this, I'll live. What really sticks in my craw is that the woman started doing backseat psychoanalysis on me, telling me what I'd thought at which point, and how my learning processes work. I have no Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1062632013325101762003-09-04T02:33:00.000+03:002003-09-04T02:34:26.806+03:00Yeah, I know, I was supposed to post the review for Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl on Saturday. School stuff, a game, and pure, unadulterated laziness intervened. So sue me. But... better late than never. Here it is.
Here there be spoilers... OF DOOM!
I originally had very high hopes for Pirates of the Caribbean. Swashbuckling adventure has always been a favourite genre Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1062103421614857782003-08-28T23:43:00.000+03:002003-08-28T23:43:41.530+03:00Well, here it is, as I said it would be.
A Midwinter Nightmare
It was Midwinter Eve. All knew it was a foolish time to travel, but their journey was urgent, and they were not overmuch concerned with being thought fools. Heroes generally did not, and heroes they were, having emerged triumphant in a hundred battles.
The cold was biting, but that was another thing neither they nor their mounts Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1061959800302657482003-08-27T07:50:00.000+03:002003-08-27T07:50:00.173+03:00Yesterday, we got back our English essays. Fortunately, one of the topics was 'A Fantasy Story'. Unfortunately, it had a 200-word upper limit. I still got maximum points, but it wasn't nearly as good as it could've been, had I been allowed more words to play around with. I figure I'll expand it and post it here. Tomorrow.
Today, I am looking forward at a very annoying day. Two courses' worth of Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1061858331239596972003-08-26T03:38:00.000+03:002003-08-26T03:38:51.163+03:00I failed my driver's test last week. Next attempt will be in two weeks. Turns out that road had a 30 km/h limit instead of the 40 km I was driving. Oh, well. It happens.
Last Thursday, I played the second session of LadyIslay's Tarridûn game, where Kahiva Sweidsh, my 3rd-level halfling rogue, got into his first fight. Unfortunately, he was charmed by a harpy at the time, and spent most of the Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1061398760134439132003-08-20T19:59:00.000+03:002003-08-20T19:59:20.120+03:00Okay, survived yet another driving lesson. This time I even got a video of it to take home and watch to see where I screwed up. Tomorrow will be the final exam, which should go well. I'll only have about 30 minutes during which to fail, so there's a good window of me actually succeeding.
We'll be going to watch some new Danish teen horror movie in the morning with the school, and then some will Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1061337664231046792003-08-20T03:01:00.000+03:002003-08-20T03:01:04.236+03:00School started a week ago, and things are slowly returning back to normal. Well, as normal as they'll ever be when I'm concerned. I've got six classes in this period... Finnish, English, German, mathematics, and two psychology classes. German and mathematics suck. Fortunately, as long as I do good enough work that they let me do the exam, it's gonna be alright. Even if I fail, the screwup will Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-106126199420108002003-08-19T05:59:00.000+03:002003-08-19T05:59:54.203+03:00Sunday: Okay, last part of the RopeCon report, being written over a week after the con...
The Sunday might be best described as uneventful. I had nothing scheduled for the day, so I sorta ambled here and there, until I happened upon Jonathan Tweet running a demo game for the upcoming D&D miniatures. So, I did what every proper EN Worlder would've done, and spent the next three hours peering overJukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1060719134212223482003-08-12T23:12:00.000+03:002003-08-12T23:12:14.200+03:00Saturday: The second day of the Con dawned bright and warm. In the morning, I finally figured out why the dealers' area had been closed the previous day. It hadn't been. They'd just limited entry to one side door, as opposed to opening up an entire wall that they've done in previous years. Beats me why. It was awfully crowded in there. I guess they were trying to get more booth space. I wandered Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1060611733912715022003-08-11T17:22:00.000+03:002003-08-12T01:24:18.346+03:00RopeCon was held last weekend. Here is the first part of my Con report. I'll put up the next one tomorrow.
Friday: The first day of the Con was largely uneventful for me. I went to the con site an hour before the doors opened, to maybe meet a few friends, or to get a good place in the line. I met no old friends, although I made a couple of new ones, and did not get a good place in the line... Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1060031652537939322003-08-05T00:14:00.000+03:002003-08-05T00:14:12.520+03:00Hello again... I've managed to get enough done on the Warhammers that I am beginning to think I have a realistic chance of having a finished army to field on Friday. Only ten spearmen and a night goblin shaman left to paint, plus some 30 models to touch up and base. I managed to get my orc shaman's chariot finished today.
My driver's license theory exam last week went well, by the way. So did Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1059478705917398722003-07-29T14:38:00.000+03:002003-07-29T14:38:25.806+03:00Been a while since the last update. I've been up to my neck in Warhammer miniatures, trying to get my army ready for the tournament at RopeCon, which is starting in ten days. Friendly advice: if you seek an army that is quick to paint, orcs & goblins should be at the very end of your list.
Yesterday, we went to see Bruce Almighty. It wouldn't have been my choice (I would've rather seen Hulk.) Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1058834039545750432003-07-22T03:33:00.000+03:002003-07-22T03:33:59.533+03:00Well, it was a busy Monday. I had a 90-minute driving lesson in Helsinki. At noon. In the middle of the tourist season. It was hell on wheels. You know how the term 'New York minute' denotes the unit of time between your light turning green and the driver of the car behind you tooting his horn. Well, the 'Helsinki minute' is the unit of time between your light turning green and a suicidal touristJukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-105865707640309492003-07-20T02:24:00.000+03:002003-07-20T02:24:36.363+03:00As I write this, it is about half past one in the middle of the night. The calendar date is Sunday, though I am still living in Saturday.
The amount of sleep I've gotten in the last three days is so small that I know I should by all logic be in the process of falling asleep on my keyboard. Or perhaps I already have, and all this text is the result of me moving in my sleep. There's some food for Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1058393121748481292003-07-17T01:05:00.000+03:002003-07-17T01:05:21.703+03:00I'm looking at a busy couple of days ahead of me. Tomorrow, at 14.00, my D&D game will be starting. Immediately after we've finished up, me, Carrot, and one of the players, along with mine and Carrot's computers, will be taken to my friend's place, where an all-night LAN session will commence. In the morning, we are to return home, sleep for a few hours, and then got to Fantasiapelit in Helsinki,Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1058124636145558202003-07-13T22:30:00.000+03:002003-07-13T22:30:36.073+03:00Alfred Bester, Psi-Cop
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Well, now I know what my next D&D character is going to be. It's going to be refreshing. I've never played a psion before.Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1057951326198159932003-07-11T22:22:00.000+03:002003-07-11T22:22:06.170+03:00Ah... My Babylon 5 Second Season (or actually, Staffel Zwei) DVD box finally arrived from Amazon.de yesterday, and immediately after opening the box called my friend Lari over to watch it. Last time, there were four of us, and we watched the entire first season in a row, all 18 hours of it. Well, I did. The others dropped off due to caffeine overdose and sleep deprivation towards the end. This Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1057825132206485542003-07-10T11:18:00.000+03:002003-07-10T11:18:52.173+03:00I was in Sweden. I came back. In between, I did a lot of shopping.
Now, since I for some reason feel responsible for educating you foreigners about the Finnish culture... A major part of Finnish culture revolves around beer. This you already know. Now, as beer is a major part of the culture, people buy it a lot. And after a while, it can get expensive. This is where trips to Sweden come in. Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-1057046733554765932003-07-01T11:05:00.000+03:002003-07-01T11:05:33.530+03:00The stupidest thing happened a couple of nights ago. My electric kettle had been working erratically, and I reasoned this had to be because there was a wire come loose in its bowels. So, I went to my father to ask guidance, and he, in an irritated tone, told me to open it up and see what's wrong myself, and then went back to sleep.
With these words of wisdom, I went to work with a screwdriver. Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-959540592003-06-23T21:33:00.000+03:002003-06-23T21:33:06.013+03:00I spent the better part of the weekend at a LAN party. From the very beginning, when we dragged our computers to my friend's house, our goal was to play Diablo 2 until we either collapsed from caffeine overdose and sleep deprivation, or found ourselves standing in a ring over the bleeding, violated body of Baal.
We didn't get that far, but I'll get to that in a moment.
It was a fun one. We callJukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-958010812003-06-18T22:18:00.000+03:002003-06-18T22:18:28.966+03:00I would just like to mention that any and all rumours you may or may not have heard of my death are vastly exaggerated. If you deduced it just by yourself, you're just plain wrong. If you were thinking I'd never update this again, you were also wrong. So there.
I've been quite busy with the summer school, and driving lessons, but things are easing up. I got the grade for the first Swedish class Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-953194242003-06-05T09:37:00.000+03:002003-06-05T09:37:28.300+03:00I had my medical checkup for military service on Monday. Looks like I'll be getting B-papers, i.e. scribe, computer monkey, quartermaster, cook, or some other noncombatant role. And here I was hoping for C-papers, which would relieve me of duty. Well, if this doesn't suck...
I think mandatory military service is an ancient relic of an older time that should've been abandoned long ago. I mean, Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-951337482003-06-01T02:06:00.000+03:002003-06-01T02:06:14.450+03:00So, I got those grades. 10 for English, Finnish, and history. Told ya so. Surprisingly, 9 for religion, music, and art. 7 for German. Better than I expected, yet I feel strangely irritated by the entire ceremony. This is partly because I did not get the history scholarship I felt I should've gotten, after completing five history courses during the year with an average of 9,5. It wouldn't be so Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-949512762003-05-27T21:47:00.000+03:002003-05-27T21:47:35.893+03:00Got a day off from school, due it being the exams week and not having an exam for today's block. So, I woke up at six o'clock PM.
After a singularly unproductive few hours, during which I, among other things, unsuccessfully attempted to watch Iron Monkey, and did this:
Your Ultimate Roleplaying Purity Score CategoryYour ScoreAverageHacklust57.55%Will kill for XP52.6% Sensitive Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-948424432003-05-25T03:04:00.000+03:002003-05-25T03:04:18.320+03:00The exams week opened up dramatically, with religion, which left so bad a taste in my mouth that I filed the paperwork to leave the church that very day. Well, the idea had been brewing for a long time. My 18th birthday just left the decision solely in my hands. As for my motives, it's because I simply do not believe. Now, I have the utmost respect for everyone else's beliefs, as long as those Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-946069472003-05-20T03:36:00.000+03:002003-05-20T03:37:41.000+03:00I had a horrible day today. Let me tell about it.
First, I have to wake up at five o'clock in the middle of the freakin' night, so I have time to do the morning stuff before jumping in the bus, to get to a Buddhist temple in Helsinki, where I have to be at 7.55. Sounds absurd, no? It was a class trip. Anyway, after I've spent one hour in the bus and come to the temple on time, we sit around Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-945131502003-05-18T01:15:00.000+03:002003-05-18T01:15:45.113+03:00Been a busy couple of days. At least I got that Jaegers' March analysis finished, for what it's worth. Yesterday, I finally received a packet in the mail I've been waiting for a while. Seven World of Darkness books, ordered from Germany. They were on sale for so cheap it almost felt as if I was robbing the poor blokes. Got Hunter's Survival Guide, Werewolf: the Wild West, A World of Rage, Rage Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-944328892003-05-16T08:23:00.000+03:002003-05-16T08:23:08.036+03:00After bouncing the idea of a Battle Royale game some more with my friend Lari, we came to the conclusion such a game would work best as a LARP (Live-Action Role-Playing Game). A LARP has its own organisational problems, though, and something like this would have to be pretty big to really capture the feeling of BR. As such, it is a project best left for a later date.
The summer vacation starts Jukkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02643598150846917276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5393642.post-943481192003-05-14T23:38:00.000+03:002003-05-15T00:12:15.000+03:00So, I started a blog. This is in part a way of whipping myself to write more often, and in part a way of just going with the fashion, just for once. It is also a way of organizing my thoughts every now and then, such as they are. If someone is entertained by me blithering on about myself and my opinions, so be it. I figured my 18th birthday would be just as good a day to do this as any else.
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