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Annie: No more funny stuff?
Sam: Funny stuff?
Annie: You know, the wholeÂ… time travel, out of body experience thing.
Sam: Well, I went to see Doctor Who and he prescribed me some pills, soÂ…
Annie: You know, I can’t work you out. You’re either mental—
Sam: Or?
Annie: OrÂ… you just use that stuff as a chat-up line. Make yourself sound interesting.
Sam: “Please shag me, I’m in a coma”?
Annie: ThereÂ’s no need to be rude. I was just saying.
Sam: Sorry. If it was a chat-up lineÂ… would it work?
Annie: [grins] No chance.

Life on Mars 1.05

Helsinki kutsuu jo. :)

huomenna juu mennähän.

Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art -
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like Nature's patient, sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth's human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors -
No - yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever - or else swoon to death.

John Keats (1795-1817)

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.

Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: a waste of desert sand;
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Wind shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?

William Butler Yeats (1865-1939)

kesäloma 3 kuukautta ja 10 päivää. Ihan TAJUTTOMAN pitkä aika. :'(

Here I go out to see again
the sunshine fills my hair
and dreams hang in the air
Gulls in the sky and in my blue eyes
you know it feels unfair
there's magic everywhere

Look at me standing
here on my own again
up straight in the sunshine

No need to run and hide
it's a wonderful, wonderful life
No need to laugh and cry
it's a wonderful, wonderful life

Sun in your eyes
the heat is in your hair
they seem to hate you
because you're there
and I need a friend
Oh, I need a friend
to make me happy
not stand here on my own

Look at me standing
here on my own again
up straight in the sunshine

No need to run and hide
it's a wonderful, wonderful life
No need to laugh and cry
it's a wonderful, wonderful life

I need a friend
oh, I need friend
to make me happy
not so alone.......
Look at me here
here on my own again
up straight in the sunshine

D tuli kotiin ja sanoi vaimolleen: Mut ylennettiin! Tästä lähtien häntä alettiin dissaamaan. öhöhö

kai sitä pitäs taas koululle takas raahustaa. Studiolla tänään yhdestätoista asti. Saadaan rummut purkkiin ja sitten siirrytään kitaroihin. Vedetään varmaan mun Gretchillä suurin osa. En sit tiedä kuka vetää, mä en ainakaan hallitse meidän biisiä kovin hyvin.

Väsyttää edelleen aika hirveästi. Eilen oltiin 7 tuntia koulun jälkeen äänittelemässä. Vielä kun oli sitä ennen nukkunut kolmessa päivässä yhteensä semmoset 5-6 tuntia niin oli aika "huh huh" -olo. Mut keikka meni hyvin, mulla on vieläkin jääkaappi täynnä juomia. Eiköhän niille tule vielä käyttöä, mut luultavasti vasta vikalla kouluviikolla, joka siis on 18.-20.5.


Huupöylä

Minä
yrlätys!
meil on tääl pikku jatkot

02:02 Samuli
mis

02:02 Minä
antilla ollaan andersin kanssa
syödään ruisleipää

02:03 Antti
RAUMA-ANSSI JA HOIOTOA

02:09 Antti
Ja KAISU JA JORMA TEKOHINGITYS
ETTÄ IHEITEÄ
kökkök toivoo lapsi
että paspid
ja apsi!
Ja nders sanoo jotta rekoo
ösäaää11ooi okoiekllov ja nuutisen matti on nuutoisen

atneeksi

02:11 Samuli on poissa


ahaha

ALEX: The mind's an amazing organ...

GENE: I've got an amazing organ.

ALEX: ...capable of much more than you could imagine.

GENE: Right again.

xD