dr feelgood – Page 4

happy hangover

omgwtflol!!1! vad fork rockade fett på konstens natt!

(ja jag vet, “fett” är mitt försök att hänga med in the lingo)

i'm *still* without a camera, so forgive me for linking from www.fork.fi

winston chill: makes my nipples go *hrrrr*

i’m a sucker for sentimentality: in the end when fork announced that cindy vine, band member for a year, is now performing with them for the last time, i cried. that means tears. half an hour before i thought to myself: who the hell is that?!

and what the hell is an electric guitar doing in fork’s music video “you give love a bad name“ – i thought the point with fork is that they play a cappella – or are they so fracking skilled that they can imitate the sound? i couldn’t tell.

in any case, i admire people who “can” sing. hence, i adore fork.

diving diva

I LOVE DIVING. [insert flashing heart here]

[insert big fat smiley with tongue hanging out and two more tacky hearts]

my brother has a wet suit and other diving stuff but i’ve never tried it before, until today when he, robin and i went for a swim. the water was extremely cold, 20-something, but the wet suit is a MIRACLE! i felt like a seal with it! with the weights on i was 10kg heavier and the actual suit made me 3cm thicker everywhere. it was like having an extra layer of fat. i felt warm and cozy.

robin took a nice photo of two terns while i was preparing to dive.

they were on guard for their baby tern.

hence the rapid welcome.

close, but close friends?

i got the message and backed off.

i entered the sea as a seal. lovely feeling.
still highly unpopular though. but my appearance as a seal cooled them down. i even hauled myself up on the cliff close to the baby tern. i’m a seal i’m a seal 🙂

and i can DIVE! i started diving from the cliff shore, along the bottom, and this is where i got up. hard to tell how deep i went, the angle was about 45° but i did not reach the bottom. later, kimmen told me the depth is about 15 meters. i might not make it in the future either, during the last meter i got a funny sound in my head as i tried to level out the pressure. then again, 15 meters should be doable.

in any case, i love diving.

what dad said.

i’m almost asleep but i want to write about something significant and personal. the background: robin and i went to korpo to visit my parents and siblings. since it was my dad’s namesday i decided to surprise him by preparing a thai meal as well, for him and the rest.

i don’t prepare food very often, and for others even less, so they were definitely taken by surprise. by the end of the dinner, dad praised the food and thanked for the whole thing – and then said to me:

i’ve always known that when you really want, you can do anything.

he certainly meant it in the broadest of senses. then everybody applauded for the dinner i made.

words, sentences. i find these to come annoyingly close to negative self-praise (don’t brag!) and distortion of reality (am i really worth the praise, do i lye?). in any case, at the time i felt, i don’t know what to say but i know what i felt. i’ve said enough at the moment and will leave it at that.

meta matters: from time to time i think about what’s in my best interest to blog about and what’s not. this time i gave it some more thought. i decided that although what i just wrote is personal, it’s not private. and i doubt it can be held against me. yet still, there’s something i can’t put my finger on.