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| Yarrrr |
[Aug. 7th, 2011|12:21 pm] |
I kinda wish Pirates of the Carribean never got made. I really enjoyed the first movie, then I went to see the second one and it was pretty awful. The third movie, first I didnät get around to watching it. Then Kajsa told me she saw it and retold me the plot. And after that I could make a grown up decision about not spending monay on it. I've heard that the fourth one is better, but I don't really care enough.
So the world doesn't need to keep the franchise around for my sake. One good movie out of four is just not worth the consequences PotC has brought to the pirate costumes as costume parties.
When I was a kid, or teenager, dressing up as a pirate meant: pegleg, eyepatch, parrot, earring. That kinda thing. These days dressing up as a pirate menas: eyeliner, dreads, jewellry. I'd have no problems at all if that were tha main ingredients of Jack Sparrow cosplay. But even those who dress up as random pirates and don't even bother with dreads, even those people wear eyeliner. I always want to go up to them and ask "SINCE WHEN DOES EYELINER MEAN PIRATE??!?!?!", but I already know the answer. Since 2003. |
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| When I Get Home |
[Jul. 29th, 2011|10:33 pm] |
I was a huge Beatles fan in my early teens. I still enjoy listening to them occasionally, but way back then Beatlemaniac was pretty much the my identity. Naturally, I had every record in some way or form. Many of them as cassettes that my ex-step-dad's Beatlemaniac brother gave to me.
My A Hard Day's Night was a soviet Melodiya LP release, and one of the first Beatles records I ever heard. Records were quite a luxury for me back in the day, since it was in the pre-Spotify times when you had to go to a hysical record store and buy a damn CD, if you wanted one. I already had one A Hard Day's Night, so I didn't get it on CD. despite the fact that my disc for some reason was a song short. The song was When I Get Home and the first time I heard it was sometime this year, when I listened through the complete album.
Lessay, I'm really happy I didn't spend 200 krona in 1996 on a new copy of the album, only to hear "I'm gonna love her til the cows come home". Spared myself a dissappointment there. |
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[Jul. 23rd, 2011|11:24 am] |
When I went to sleep they still said ten. This morning they tell that more than 80 people were killed in the camp shooting in Norway.
If I could give blood I'd get my ass to a hospital yesterday, there is always blood shortages during the summer and from what I know importing blood over the scandinavian boarders is not uncommon during emergencies as a bomb in central Oslo seemed to be (the news of the shooting arrived later, of course). But I'm not allowed to give blood, so I spent yesterday checking up on news, being annoyed over people trying to outtweet each other, Kajsa's birthday gettogether. The Norwegian Prime minister gave a speech on democracy that sent me into irrelevant thoughts about how a Swedish Legend of the Galactic Heroes fandom, if there was one, would post about it and add "Viva democracy!".
Internet etiquette seem to go that you need to write that your thoughts go to Nowray. Of course they do. I wish Internet etiquette for things like that was "shut the fuck up and repost news if important". Concerns me too, of course. Viva democracy. |
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| Dear journal |
[Jul. 22nd, 2011|02:14 am] |
I have really really missed writing here, for many reasons. One of those is that I used to be writing in English all the time, and now I never really have a reason. And I miss English. So here. Also, these days I express myself online in two ways. One is my Swedish blog, where I post as a public person of some sort. The idea used to be that I would be blogging personal stuff here and debatey stuff concerning Sweden there, and then for a number of reasons I lost the habit of blogging here. Now I have no place to post stupid everyday stuff but... Twitter. That's my second online self expression point. And I really think that Twitter is an awful platform for everything that is not posting links and growing online penis. Since I don't really feel that I need to feed my online penis with "I did this and took a picture and had a thought that I will now try to express in a grammatically inventive way since I only have 140 characters", I think I'll just do it here from now on.
Quick update of what my life is about now. I'm 27, and as soon as I'm done with my final paper on vulvodynia, I will be an unemployed unlicensed CBT shrink. I need a year of internship to get a license and become a real psychologist, but so does everyone else, so I have not found a good place to be yet.
I have recently started caring about anime again, and have now watched 110 episodes of Legend of the Galactic Heroes that is probably the best anime ever. Since it never has been officially released in English, since it's 110 episodes long, and since it requires capacity above the neckline, there is hardly any English (or Russian, or Swedish) fandom, so I'm somewhat dissappointed. And am trying to watch Star Driver that so far is pretty ugly and also pretty bad. |
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| Darn whoremones |
[Oct. 7th, 2010|11:48 pm] |
Why didn't I call it "Ovulationary Psychology"? Because I'm no good at perfect puns when I'm doodling at lecture. In case my artistic skills are not enough - not, he's not really square-jawed.
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| Paris Paris! |
[Jul. 20th, 2010|05:58 pm] |
Instead of telling my LJ that I've been bad and ignoring it, I will post Paris pictures.
See, mom took me to Paris july 14-17th. Or, well, the first and last day were spent getting there and then getting back, but we were there for two days. I wasn't in the mood for Paris, or really going anywhere to begin with. Plus I had a misunderstanding with a very speshul boy the night before and very little charge left on my cell phone. Plus I had an epic yeast infection and my period was about to begin. Plus some asshole bad touched me on the metro on my way to the hotel.
So what was there to do? Obviously, try to enjoy myself as much as I could while torbo-running through every tourist attraction available. And posing for pictures. One of my talents most people don't know about is that I'm great at posing for very touristy photos. I love it, and send all my sense of dignity on vocation while doing it.
So here is my trip, in photos. They are many and huge, but it's 2010, so you can make it!
This is when we just got there, after we left our stuff at the hotel. It was close to the Notre-Dame, so we walked there. I'm posing with a chained whatchacallit, and youghurt. I bought four, to eat and to use as home remedy for yeast infection.
( 36 more of Tanja 'LBD' Suhinina doing Paris ) |
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| cuuuute |
[Mar. 2nd, 2010|09:01 pm] |
This here is an instruction video about how you make a woman ejaculate. It's really really cute, promise. It's kinda like watching kitties on youtube, it made me happy and naaaw. |
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| Ghost in the shower |
[Feb. 18th, 2010|09:41 pm] |
Stanja got a Pacman shower curtain and bathroom mat. Win!
Also, one of the things my therapist does that I'm not satisfied with is that he just doesn't get that one of the things that annoy me the most about my depressions is that it's so cliché to have that kind of disorder when you're a psychology student. |
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