Monday gone, tuesday free!

Headphones are a great thing! Especially if you're the sound guy. Good headphones are an amazing thing! Maybe on wednesday I shall have a bit better headphones. Those I used today wasn't that nice... Buuuuuuut everything went OK. At least I think so? Even though I was SO embarrased in the first place (in a hospital) 'cause things weren't running that smoothly. It's just so stupid that we are trying to do our stuff and nobody even seems to say 'hi' to the person we are going to interview... Errrm... And then it took so long 'cause we had little bit of problems with the camera and... pfffft.... I was just so embarrased.

The next two interviews went great. From the last one we got great material for the introduction dvd. That's about all from monday! Tomorrow we will have a day off and on wednesday and on thursday we will work like hell!

[AND LUCKY FOR US, WE WERE INTERVIEWING BUNCH OF NICE AND LIVELY TEENAGERS! ...who just laughed at us. (No, I mean 'with us'. Yeaaah right!) ]

There was a giant mole in the hospital!

Sam-Sam is our cameraman dändändää

I spotted a hidden teddy!

Reporter-director-hippiepower-Heikki

Good ones, bad ones

Just 'cause it's Friday!

The good ones;

My Ruin - Have Drink on Me (AC/DC cover)

Otep - Breed (Nirvana cover)

And the awful one....s....;

Hollywood Undead - Immigrant Song (Led Zeppelin cover)

Ok, that one is not quite so bad... But...

Hollywood Undead - Shout at the Devil (Mötley Crüe cover)

That one is. In the other hand the next one is... something in between...

Brokencyde - Low (whatever)


Then again if you happen to listen to them too much they dont sound as bad.
Still crap but not as bad as it was in the first time. But then again if there's something totally awful, why listen to it... Exactly.

I feel SO old

They are beginning to die!

Celebrities which I know, I mean.

Weird.

I feel so old.

Sad.

[So old - Sold out - Soul sold out. Great morning spirit featuring a lot of motivation coffee!]

And the fact I should be going allready... errm...

I'm seeing voices...

YET AGAIN.

SEEING VOICES.

ALL DAY LONG.

Hmm. Okay. Not yet but next week when we start shooting the presentation video for Ammattistartti.

Team of three guys spiced with glamorous female touch. The outcome should be AWESOME.

(Honestly I believe it's gonna be a disaster, at least mentally for me.)

Point was; I'm the sound guy, again.

Within these four walls

Lies the secret chambers for those who never know. Anything.

Oh why is there always a chair, a chair in my kitchen? The chair I always bump into while I'm in my sweet little kitchen. What is this magic chair and why is it in my way?

The chair is there. Always there. For me to use it, stump on it and make myself high. Oh, so high.

Best reasons always are; I'm a girl, I'm short and on top of it - I'm left handed!

For a girl who doesnt usually use much make up, I sure own a lot of it. Now why is it? Well, people usually own much stuff they dont need. But I say, it would be a lot more useful to own a freezer than eye shadows you never use.

I have the best boyfriend ever (...by the way). You can see him in that picture. And in the right corner of the picture - got it? Hey, you CANT miss it. It's the skull. Yeeeep, now you got. Goood reader! I'm so proud of you. It wasnt that hard, was it. His name is Leo and he is the sexiest man alive. Seriously. Dont laugh. He is!

Dear misty Santy Claws...

I wrote to Santa Claus! Yippee! Finally I realised that I couldn't get much deeper in my head so the answer to my big, big troublemaking question, was just glowing in front of me. SOCKS. The answer was as simple as that. What do I want for Christmas? Socks. And chocolate. And hair colour. And money. And couple of cds, maybe few dvds, dancing game for my playstation 2, Moomin dvds, body lotion...
The problem is I don't have money for a stamp. HA HA HA.

You do realize that without people like me, you would not look as healthy, beautiful and oh so dumb-flat-boringly 'normal'?

Need to add to the last one...

"Levyn kakkosraidan, Guestlist, alkaessa saattavat suomalaiset höristellä korviaan, sillä kappaleen alussa kuullaan sujuvaa suomean puhuvan poken tylytystä jollekin hankalalle asiakkaalle. Bändiltä asiaa kysyttäessä he kertovat halunneen kyseisen intron tulevan suomeksi, sillä kieli kuulostaa heidän mukaansa paljon kovemmalta kuin ruotsi. "

 "The beginning of the second song, Guestlists, might make finnish people go WTF because of the finnish speaking bouncer. When you ask from the band why finnish, the answer was that finnish sounds so much more hardcore than swedish."

 (Me translating is like... well... me speaking swedish... )

http://www.imperiumi.net/index.php?act=news&id=13212

FUCK YEAH!!!

My wallet makes money (and me very happy)

I thought there was just a two euro coin but there were five euros. YIPPEE, I'm gonna get some food for the weekend. How cool is that! Like the coolest thing EVER! 


(What was I supposed to write about... Oh yeah!)

Split Your Lip - new album from Hardcore Superstar. Me likey! I listened it through once and was like errr well it's OK, the few last songs were so much better than the few from the beginning. In the middle there were something between "Dont care" and "OK".

First of all, because I was (actually still am, got hooked) listening it through Spotify and doing other stuff at the same time, I didn't realise that the weird part spoken in Finnish was actually part of a song. While the re-round I realised it. Concentration - not my strongest ability... But hey - cool! The song itself (Guestlists) goes through my ears withouth making me shiver or anything so boring. But hey - Finnish - cool! (For those of you who dont know, it's a swedish band)

As usual there are those songs which have the one part you wait for 'cause it's just SOOOO GOOOD even though it's usually just two seconds or something. You just HAVE TO listen the whole song because of it. Ofcourse. There's no point in it if you just jump to it. 

If you have a man with the voice (which makes me go nomnom) and just a guitar. And a song named "Here comes that sick bitch" it's possible that I like it.  If you have a man with the voice (which makes me go nomnom) and just a piano. And a song named "Run to your mama" it's possible I like it.


Not bad but not mindblowing album either. Waiting for the gig!


But while waiting... Going to see a lot of heavy guys ;) ...and Ari Koivunen. Err...
Next year - seriously - I want to have the adult version of the Heavy Christmas-show. As long as we have Jarkko Ahola with his leather pants I ain't complaining. But please, please, don't put Ari Koivunen on the stage after Marco Hietala. That's just playing mean! (For the audience and for the artist... errrm...)


There is still this thing called school, I think...

There IS. There really IS even though have been home all week. Feels like thursday but it's only wednesday.Another boring weekend awaits me... Lucky me I have a lot of Hunter X Hunter on cd. Anime weekend then.

But about school. I can get absolutely nothing done. I hate independent studies or what ever you call them. I can do them if I can have them all at once. At the moment I don't have any motivation left for school 'cause I just dont get the whole thing. And it takes me a lot of energy to get in that mood for doing some essay stuff so it's just plain stupid (for me) to try to do one thing on Monday, other on Tuesday. Because getting started is always the hard part. Especially when they are rather short things I need to find out.

Top of it all I'm getting really distressed because of next period. Everyone knows I don't sleep well, I never have and never probably will (unless I'm sick*) and I've already had nightmares about the 3rd period. Just when I got rid of the last nightmare-series. COOOOL....!

(*The first thing I noticed few years back when I was in a hospital, was that when I got better I didn't sleep anymore. Just wandered around the room and the hallway which was the only place I was allowed to walk. You can't believe how happy a person can be after three weeks of being just a bed patient, to be allowed to walk one stupid hallway. Oh the memories! I just LOVE my legs and I just LOVE walking. Love love love love love it! My precious little legs, always ready to carry me away from unpleasant situations. L O V E THEM! ..that's why I hate myself for being really lazy in Outokumpu, hmmph...)