Qué pasaría, si nunca pasase nada?

Nightly wonders

2010-02-28T21:09:00.000+02:00

Crazy Finns

2010-01-28T20:02:00.001+02:00

-15C and windy. People queuing to see Pablo's paintings.

Noon

2010-01-17T02:20:00.001+02:00

I miss summer.

Round and round we go..

2010-01-11T10:34:00.001+02:00

We all need a teddie sometimes..

2010-01-10T09:59:00.001+02:00

Oh yeah Btw...

2010-01-04T22:54:00.001+02:00

Happy new year?

Old Yeller?

2009-12-14T19:52:00.001+02:00

First toy purchased. ^^ I know he doesn't care if it's an old sock or an expensive 'high-tech' gadget, but I just HAD TO.

Food of Gods

2009-12-04T18:21:00.001+02:00

All rails lead to somewhere

2009-11-28T13:45:00.001+02:00

This city is tainted with too many faces. Too well I know all the corners of it. It's time to leave.

Breathe, it'll be over soon

2009-11-19T12:27:00.001+02:00

A blanket covering the scenery

2009-11-19T12:26:00.001+02:00

The Clouds have descended like giants

2009-11-19T10:58:00.001+02:00

Good idea

2009-11-16T12:32:00.001+02:00

Love'd to have a tattoo like this! (Street art from Jyväskylä)

The walk

2009-11-15T02:09:00.001+02:00

[audio: in spite of all damage -The be good Tanyas]

Music

2009-11-07T20:06:00.001+02:00

Street art from Jyväskylä.

Did someone spill powder?

2009-11-04T22:18:00.001+02:00

Winter is here.

Happy Halloween

2009-11-01T01:21:00.001+02:00

Local nobodies. ;)

Writing class

2009-10-30T10:28:00.001+02:00

What the...? I thought I attended an academic writing class..

Blank

2009-10-24T14:56:00.002+03:00

Today I'm out of pictures, but these words seem to say it all.

"We all have the potential to fall in love a thousand times in our lifetime. It’s easy. The first girl I ever loved was someone I knew in sixth grade. Her name was Missy; we talked about horses. The last girl I love will be someone I haven’t even met yet, probably. They all count.

But there are certain people you love who do something else; they define how you classify what love is supposed to feel like. These are the most important people in your life, and you’ll meet maybe four or five of these people over the span of 80 years. But there’s still one more tier to all this; there is always one person you love who becomes that definition. It usually happens retrospectively, but it happens eventually.

This is the person who unknowingly sets the template for what you will always love about other people, even if some of these loveable qualities are self-destructive and unreasonable.
The person who defines your understanding of love is not inherently different than anyone else, and they’re often just the person you happen to meet the first time you really, really, want to love someone.

But that person still wins. They win, and you lose. Because for the rest of your life, they will control how you feel about everyone else."

-Chuck Klosterman

(via morninghollow)

Wear pink

2009-10-23T11:01:00.001+03:00

I took a head start yesterday. Today I'm wearing pink at the comfort of my home, recovering from my surgery.

Butcher

2009-10-19T13:30:00.001+03:00

Decapitating pineapples gives me thrills. (and the taste, THE TASTE!)

Yritys on kova

2009-10-09T14:12:00.001+03:00

Missä olet.

2009-10-07T17:54:00.002+03:00

Mittaan askelilla näitä katuja, rakennan tilaani, paikallisuuttani. Olen voyeristi ja tirkistelen kaikkea ja kaikkia.

Ghost train

2009-10-07T17:36:00.002+03:00

Response

2009-10-02T19:10:00.001+03:00

Don't worry, we're all lame

2009-10-01T16:59:00.001+03:00

Helsinki city street art.

Night crawler

2009-10-01T12:49:00.001+03:00

Nää o mummaita!

2009-09-20T16:25:00.001+03:00

Sunday walk vol. 3

2009-09-13T17:14:00.003+03:00

Sunday walk vol. 2

2009-09-13T17:14:00.001+03:00

Sunday walk

2009-09-13T17:13:00.001+03:00

Surviving a sickday

2009-09-09T16:21:00.001+03:00

Having a flu. Again..

Whatcha lookin punk?!

2009-09-05T22:08:00.001+03:00

Somehow my lil bro makes this look so much cooler...

Sometimes mornings are good

2009-09-05T10:17:00.001+03:00

@ mom's, still warm enough to have breakfest in our terrace.

John ME

2009-09-02T22:26:00.001+03:00

Allergy tests

2009-09-02T21:23:00.001+03:00

It seems that my body thinks all nature is crap, cats are from Satan, dogs are suspicious and almond is poison. Roger.

Beep me up Scotty

2009-08-26T07:11:00.001+03:00

I feel like alien abducted.

The Night of Arts

2009-08-22T00:08:00.002+03:00

[audio: John Me - Paris]
We broke the rules, I'm glad we got out
Had to get out again, back in with the t running light
Take this heart and make it all worth while
Don't be the last one, get out in time
Get out in time, get out in time

I won't say that I'm unhappy with you
I won't say that I don't know what to do
I won't say that I'm unhappy with you
Take this heart and make a dream come true
Take this heart and make a dream come true

Cheap hotels, we drink what we get served
This can't be anything like all that you've heard
Lets get married, put a fence round our house
Lets make some babies, leave for Paris tonight
Lets leave tonight, lets leave tonight

I won't say that I'm unhappy with you
I won't say that I don't know what to do
I won't say that I'm unhappy with you
Take this heart and make a dream come true
Take this heart and make my dreams come true

Odottavan aika on pitkä

2009-08-20T15:07:00.001+03:00

Ruined

2009-08-20T13:29:00.002+03:00

Some idiots don't know what is beautiful..

The light looks good on you

2009-08-20T10:11:00.005+03:00

It's been three years since I left for Spain and this longing for warm, broken colors, orange sunlight that layers on buildings like a light canvas seems to endure. I have never felt anywhere more home than in the ruff textures and colors of Spain. Worn tiles on the pavement, like an old spa floor, carved with the most delegate pictures and abstracts than you can not find from where I'm from. I get all silent, with a slow smile on my face and I have need to curl up somewhere and just inhale the beauty around me, like it could fill my cells and veins and stay there.

I'm always following the light. Where ever I go, the light is the first thing I usually remember. The cities, the countries, the buildings and the houses. People as well. If I don't, there's not much to remember anyway. For example Paris, my adolescent dream town where everything should and would have been perfect, remains in my memory as a steel gray cloudy and rainy town. I remember the wet streets. The glistering cement that reflected the streetlights as we paced down the street in a hurry not to get wet. Of course, this memory is tainted by the ghastly weather, but nevertheless this memory remains in my head. Then Spain, despite of the winter and the rainy fall that I lived there, lingers in my mind as a calm late summer evening, air thick with the warmth of the day, filled with scents of the city and the people in it. The feeling is like waking up from a wonderful late afternoon nap. Body heavy from the dream, limbs stretched out and you don't want to move a muscle to brake the relaxness in your body. You just watch in the direction of your eyes and let your body wake up without moving.

In here where I live now, in Helsinki, the light always seem to have a layer of white in it, eating out all the colors, making them dull in a way. It's too sharp, like a razor cutting out everything and nothing. Maybe it's the direction from where it shines, don't know really. But every autumn I seem to long for that light and my mind wanders in Spain again.

(picture from the rooftop where I lived)

Priorities

2009-08-19T18:14:00.001+03:00

Too sick to go to the store across the street to pick ice cream, but not too sick to make brownies. Note: Never made brownies before.

Convicted

2009-08-14T11:29:00.001+03:00

Getting ready for the costume parteeh tonite.

Artsy fartsy

2009-08-10T20:08:00.001+03:00

Nice to have actually time to do stuff these days. Other than school. Me likey!

Something "fishy"

2009-08-09T18:10:00.002+03:00

It told me to take it to our leader.

Get set. Ready. Grill!

2009-08-08T17:21:00.003+03:00

Salad. Check.

Meat. Check.

Wine. Check.

Weather. Check.

Long live summer

2009-08-06T17:45:00.002+03:00

[audio: Ain't No Sunshine When She's Gone - Bill Withers

All the best girls have boys? Don't think so..

2009-08-03T07:25:00.002+03:00

Feeling all warm and fuzzy, you know. Like razorbladed.

Runs with Thunder

2009-07-31T19:22:00.003+03:00

Went out for a run, although it was pouring.

The weather just always seems more breathable, lighter in a way.

And the air smells intoxicating.

It's rasberry time.

Do you know how wet rasberry leaves smell? It's indiscrapable.

The sky grew darker and darker, rain pouring down until I was completely drenched.

And it was wonderful.

And it was perfect.

All I could hear was the steady pace of my feet and the rain all around me.

And then a lightning cracks the sky open.

The Cure

2009-07-30T16:05:00.001+03:00

If this dose of chocolate doesn't cure me from my PMS, I may have to commit manslaughter.

Fuel

2009-07-29T17:51:00.001+03:00

Yes, I definetely like this place. Que approveche!

All work and no play..

2009-07-29T16:36:00.002+03:00

Checking out the new place in my neighborhood, Bar Siltanen. They say that it took four years to renovate this place as bar. Digging it so far, especially the re-use of old dentist lamps. Now, work. *she commands herself and dives in the misty waters of her doctorate*

Wednesday blues

2009-07-29T11:43:00.000+03:00

What a useless day.

I wish upon a star..

2009-07-27T22:00:00.001+03:00

The bag says "goodbye all worries and sorrow". Wish it'd be that way. That I could just fill a bag full with all my worries and toss it out of the window. Or maybe sunk it by the dock. Steal a boat maybe, and ship the damn bag out in the ocean. Oh well. Shame it doesn't work that way. Would've been handy, though.

Romkräm - Mätitahna - Roe paste

2009-07-23T10:23:00.003+03:00

Is there anything more delightful? Food of Gods, I say! OMNOM!

(in the mean time in another dimension fish are eating human sperm/eggs)

I'm seeing double

2009-07-22T08:23:00.003+03:00

The Dog's Diary

8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!

9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!

9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!

10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!

12:00 pm - Milk bones! My favorite thing!

1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!

3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!

5:00 pm - Dinner! My favorite thing!

7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!

8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!

11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!

The Cat's Diary

Day 983 of My Captivity

My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.

The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates my capabilities. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am. Bastards!

There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.

Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow, but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released, and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded. The bird must be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now ...

Not so little anymore

2009-07-19T19:09:00.001+03:00

Hanging with da lil' bro.

Speak 'friend' and enter

2009-07-16T16:46:00.002+03:00

It's about eight o'clock in the morning, clouds ripping slowly apart in front of the sun and I have a whole day to spend in a car. As the sun keeps climbing up the temperature rises as well. It's July and these are the very rare days that are actually warm "up here". And when I say warm, I mean about +20 - +25. Although I "like it hot", I'm a real Finn: +25 is the maximum I like.

I need to have my dose of sweating and melting and boiling, lying in the park, fingers sticky with melted ice cream and strawberries. The feeling of absolute relax, body heavy with the warmth.

But now, as I'm writing this short entry, I'm already home, and I can see from my window how my neighbors are crawling from their hidings, eyes sore, faces full with happiness that say "sun! finally!" I should be there with them. Stretching my car-achy-body and drink ice cold cider under the sun.

I'm planning to stay inside, dance around half naked and maybe have a beer.

Sunday, sunny sunday

2009-07-12T16:39:00.002+03:00

Boo: "Should eat something..."

Me: "Uhhuh.."

Fifteen minutes later.

Boo: "Wanna get something to eat, hon?"

Me: "Uhhuh.."

Half an hour later.

Me: "What did you say?"

Casual friday

2009-07-10T13:52:00.002+03:00

Ps. I really like my feet. They take me to places.

The weather changes fast

2009-07-09T08:42:00.003+03:00

The former industrial harbour.
Hard to imagine that just behind me is the most lush and green scenery. The air is thick from the smell of ocean salt, wet sand and water grass.
This morning the city was dark with thunder clouds. Woke up to a sound that seemed to crack the sky open.

Coffee to go, please

2009-07-06T08:15:00.001+03:00

Environmental friendly take away. Me liek.

And all the other things that just happen and are..

2009-07-03T22:54:00.002+03:00

A quote by Jonathan Safran Foer, A Convergence Of Birds: (via radio-ballet)

“Their universes are just sesame seeds and three-day weekends and dial tones and skinned knees and physics and driftwood and emerald earrings and books dropped in bathtubs and holes in guitars and plastic and empathy and hardwood and heavy water and high black stockings and the history of the Vikings and brass and obsolescence and burnt hair and collapsed soufflés and the impossibility of not falling in love in an art museum with the person standing next to you looking at the same painting and all the other things that just happen and are."

What is your world?

My universe is a complex mixture of trying to cope with never-ending restlessness and overwhelming will of freedom and love for coffee in the morning and chocolate and endless summer nights when you're drunk 'n extatic and writing awkward thoughts that seem marvelous at the time and getting inspirations in photographing and balancing with my body and mind and letting myself relax and let go and loving the life I live and trying to live the life that I love and reminding myself with turquoise color that there's beauty in every little detail of the world.

'Cos we all have dreams

2009-06-30T17:40:00.001+03:00

A sticker on a van which seemed to be finger painted all over.

Guarded (cultural) activity

2009-06-30T15:26:00.004+03:00

This is from Midsummer's, the traditional bonfire by the water, insanely cold and the whole thing was guarded by security guys and a rope. Like people would go near the fire like moths, mesmerized by the heat and light, and actually burn themselves. Or like lemmings blindly following each others into death by fire.

Ridiculous.

Really.

Is this how we are supposed to actually have a cultural experience these days? The Finnish society wants to secure us from harm, even from our mothers and fathers and from each other. We are supposed to be in a soft little bubble, without any knowledge of actual real life happening. We are supposed to be interested about Wacko Jacko's imminent death for days and days (Google give 66 800 000 hits on "michael jackson death"). Who gives a fuck if that wreck for a human being dies? Yes it's sad, but so are starving babies and China's totaliarism too.

Really, what's wrong with the world anyway?

Helsinki Pride 2009

2009-06-28T22:00:00.001+03:00

Evidence

2009-06-25T12:15:00.001+03:00

Mike Patton is a God. I'd go straight for him.

Chill

2009-06-24T11:59:00.001+03:00

Not a bad day to take work outside.

Where's my shit?

2009-06-23T13:53:00.001+03:00

Oh that's why the Finnish post office doesn't always find me!

Rooted

2009-06-22T10:40:00.001+03:00

A work of H.R. Giger on an island on the coast of Helsinki.

The best I can get at the moment

2009-06-20T00:11:00.002+03:00

"I love you, but not all the time"

You should give me cookies, then.

Hyvää juhannusta

2009-06-19T19:35:00.001+03:00

Näin hämätään ruotsalaisia..

2009-06-17T23:56:00.001+03:00

Humalan tympeässä olotilassa muistan kaikki ne elähdyttävät tilanteet kännissä, jurrissa ja umpitunnelissa kun metron pierun hajuinen lämmin hönkäys muistuttaa kaikista niistä illoista jolloin olen ollut elossa, olen onnellinen, huoleton raukka, pikku tyttö kesäisessä riemussaan joka haluaisi uida yöllä alasti ja syödä hattaraa jonkun vatsalta.

Very probably unprobable

2009-06-17T20:00:00.001+03:00

The only lesbian joint in town and there's a pregnancy test in the toilet bin.

Up yours Mother Nature

2009-06-15T16:18:00.001+03:00

Weather: +6, wind 12/s, rainfall.

Damages

2009-06-13T21:01:00.001+03:00

"I was here".

Ay caramba!

2009-06-13T20:59:00.001+03:00

@ Helsinki Samba Festival

2009-06-11T17:53:00.001+03:00

Mice and men

2009-06-09T16:24:00.001+03:00

"Vahvin argumentti ihmisen arvon puolesta on ihmisen pitkälle kehittynyt kyky tuntea onnea ja kärsimystä. Jos tämä kyky on kuitenkin myös valailla ja elefanteilla, niitäkään ei saa tappaa eikä niiden elämisen perusteita tuhota. Syy ei ole siinä, että me ovat harvinaisia tai kauniita vaan niiden toiveena on elää--. Tiedämme kovin vähän sammakoista ja lintujen, kasvien ja meduusojen tunne-elämästä, mutta toisaalta tiedämme edelleen kovin vähän myös itsestämme sekä omista toiveistamme ja intresseistämme." - Richard David Precht

About that warm and fuzzy

2009-06-03T14:27:00.002+03:00

We chat and talk, chatter and babble, endlessly, moulding the world around us with witty words which bounce around in the corners of our sense of humour, like a cangaroo on LSD. I feel my arms and legs strecthed out before your eyes, awkward as a teenager with a body grown tall too fast: don't really know what to do with it. I sit and curl my arms close to my knees and try to catch that spark in your eyes which seem to appear more often these days. Every time I make you laugh I want to kiss you, lean my head onto yours and hope that the warm and fuzzy feeling inside me would magically transfer into your head and you'd understand why you make me so happy.

Literally cheap

2009-06-02T16:38:00.001+03:00

The Kallio library had book sales... *wide grin*

Hey ho Silver!

2009-06-01T19:57:00.002+03:00

Happiness during summer is measured by the flees between my teeth.

Je suis fluffy

2009-06-01T07:21:00.002+03:00

Ones love for their hobby has sometimes exceeded inspirations.

Perspective

2009-05-24T15:33:00.001+03:00

Mitä emme näe ei ole olemassa? Emme voi ymmärtää sen olevaisen olemusta, jota emme voi rakentaa sanoilla olevaksi. Esimerkiksi punainen ei pidä vokaaleissaan ja konsonanteissaan sisällään värin olemusta. Mutta mikä olisi punaisen olemus?

Sky high

2009-05-24T13:38:00.001+03:00

Minän kuolema

2009-05-22T09:05:00.001+03:00

"Aivan kuin kaikkien konserttisalissa soittimien kuvaileminen ei synnytä sinfoniaa, ei minääkään voida hahmottaa aivoanatomian menetelmin." - Richard David Precht

Puppy eyes

2009-05-17T15:21:00.001+03:00

If I follow you home will you keep me?

Marketing gone wrong

2009-05-09T19:48:00.001+03:00

"Water does good"

2009-05-02T09:51:00.003+03:00

Survived from 1st of May, again.

Vesi vanhin voitehista..

2009-05-01T01:56:00.001+03:00

Ei tänään.

Hauskaa vappua!

2009-04-30T09:41:00.001+03:00

Without you I'm nothing

2009-04-27T08:29:00.005+03:00

Framed street art in the Bermuda triangle of Kallio in Helsinki.

"Sometimes I think of you and I feel giddy. Memory makes me lightheaded, drunk on champagne. All the things we did. And if anyone had said this was the price I would have agreed to pay it. that surprises me; that with the hurt and the mess comes a shaft of recognition. It was worth it. Love is worth it."

Written on the Body by Jeanette Winterson

En vastusta heterosuhteita

2009-04-25T14:07:00.003+03:00

"Well hey, I like you anyway, btw I'm gay."

Police academy

2009-04-24T15:45:00.001+03:00

Saw this on my way home. Didn't know that we have American police forces in Finland. Must be those rent-an-employee things..

Nourishement

2009-04-23T08:22:00.001+03:00

All we need is a campfire and a lonesome cowboy/girl.. (Last Sat at my boo's)

Lucky

2009-04-16T10:13:00.006+03:00

Olen pelkkää ihoa ja ääriviivoja, sinun siliteltävänäsi.

Sydämenmuotoisena, sykkivänä ja elämää täynnä.

The Green Dragon

2009-04-12T13:16:00.001+03:00

My new ride! Luv it! @ Turku

My list

2009-04-08T14:24:00.000+03:00

Single

2009-04-05T21:20:00.001+03:00

Nerd approved

2009-04-03T16:23:00.001+03:00

A new accessorie from Hula Hula Boutique Helsinki. Luvin' it!