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Ajoin tänään kahdesti autoa.

Olen niin kovin pro.

Äidilläni meni hermot. Hän vaihtoi nimittäin kanavaa ykköselle ja sieltä tuli ohjelma nimeltä Viimeinen vihollinen.

IURBGGNSÖNLHBIERAJNBKSNF
THE LAST ENEMY HAS ARRIVED
I WAS OVERJOYED AND FLAILING AND SCREAMING
WHAT NEW HEAVEN IS THIS
EVERYTHING IS CUMBERBATCH AND NOTHING HURTS

Äidillä sattui kuulemma korviin.

Se on tallessa. Menenpä tästä katsomaan uudestaan.

Käykö täällä enää kukaan vai asuvatko kaikki jo Feispukissa? Minäkin olen jo muuttanut Tumblriin ja Twitteriin kyttäämään mielenkiintoisia ihmisiä.

And write in English, which does nothing to improve my skills for the essays in Finnish coming up. Oh well.

This sums up my posts on Tumblr:
http://sanakirjalapsi.tumblr.com/post/3347146847/cloud-overview-get-your-own-cloud-this-is

And this is something that just generally makes me happy.
http://lookivegotablanket.tumblr.com/post/3258088258/childrens-book-explaining-homosexuality

These comments amuse me greatly; I shall not stop reading until I've memorized them, even if they be gossip of questionable nature.
http://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/fiiko/what_is_the_most_useless_fact_you_know/

This I knew beforehand. Carl Barks was a genius.
http://www.cracked.com/article_19021_5-amazing-things-invented-by-donald-duck-seriously.html

Bibinnnng...
http://lookivegotablanket.tumblr.com/post/3101821329/shanahs-richgirlnyakie-beatofangelgien

This. I can't make it stop. I just compulsively keep clicking play.
http://3patchproblem.tumblr.com/post/3109907765/robot-god-damn-unicorn-attack

Also, I need to watch Black Swan.

In conclusion,

So I watched Maurice, sadly at 3 am. I was nonetheless coherent, so I didn't giggle quite too much and still remember all of it, but I did play Tetris while watching. I have notes, but they mostly say things like "HIS FUCKING EYELASHES!" "BOAT HOUSE LOL" and "OMIGOD WAGNER AGAIN!" Perhaps I should spare a little bit of attention to more "serious" films.

Here are some thoughts I could gather from my jumbled notes.

The beginning of Maurice seemed to be too fun to watch in the middle of the night. I wanted to scream with laughter. (This was when I introduced Tetris to my experience to distract myself from the funny.) Yes, I know how the storyline develops into tragic, I've read the book... but the sex pep talk and Cambridge tea party/dinner in the beginning... Ye gods, what is it with Cambridge and Wagner? Or posh schools and house/dorm homosexuality? Actually, don't tell me. I'm rather content not knowing.

Here are some things I felt happy about: James Wilby, Hugh Grant, Rupert Graves and Simon Callow. (Y U SO YOUNG? Wait, right, 1987...)

I actually did snort juice out of my nose when at the dinner table m'sieu Durham suddenly went "Oh, I say, I think I'm going to faint" and promptly fell off his chair.

I do not understand the rules of cricket one bit. There's a baseball-like setting: bats, runs and balls, but... White clothing? Wicket? What? Do people score points? (Somehow one can tell I've only come across the sport in fiction...)

Some actually say ma-mah? I always feel a bit confused when a joke has its roots in actual life.

This film was a good one. It was well-made, the story was properly thought out, if a bit tragic and slow. (We can count the latter to my short attention span, can't we?)

Also, it was a near-realistic gay romance novel written by a straight man in the first half of the 20th century and has a relatively happy ending. I am overjoyed.

(I noticed I mostly watch stuff the Internet (read: Tumblr) is excited about. I sometimes believe the hype.)

Here you go, I provide you with linkage:

Kauhistuttavan myrköllisen hirmustuttava ÄIDINKIELEN TEKSTITAITO on tulossa kohti. Huomenna kello kahdeksalta aamulla. Ei mitään paniikkia, ja sehän tässä vasta pelottaa.

Äikänope kehui tänään prelivastauksia; mulla menee kai hyvin. Oli kuulemma ilo lukea.

Sitten me käytiin pitkä keskustelu/väittely Zen Cafen kappaleen Mies jonka ympäriltä tuolit viedään syvällisistä merkityksistä. Open mielestä miehen talo, jossa on "suorat seinät ja tapetit" on viittaus siihen, että sillä menee kuitenkin jollain tasolla hyvin, kun taas minun mielestä se vain vahvistaa kuvaa miehen yksinäisyydestä ja onnettomuudesta.

Mä olen yleensäkin eri mieltä siitä, mitä se rivien välistä löytää, joten eipä tunnu mishän.

Niin, ja mulla on vielä kaks kurssia: yhteiskuntapopin ja lätinän kakkoskurssit.

Maanantaina alkaa sitten kuuntelut. Siinä ei tarvitse itse tuottaa paljoa, joten pidän.

http://breadfish.co.uk/

Tell me, have you seeeen the marvellous breadfiiiiissh
Swimming iiin the ocean wateeerrs
Have you seen that marvellous breadfish
He's like an inverse sandwich
Foooor fishermen and shaaaarrks

(I could stare at this for hours.)

THE BEATLES

IS SINGING OUT AN ORDER

OBEY, PUNY HUMAN

HeÂ’s a real Big Mac man
Sitting in his little van
Wishing for some food to eat at night
I hope they had some good time
They seem to have, they seem quite fine
And this all seems JUST SO FUCKING RIGHT

GUYS THIS IS MADE OF AWESOMEGENIUSALMIGHTY, KITTENS, SWEETNESS AND RAINBOWS

AND DID I ALREADY MENTION THE BEATLES?

BEAUTIFUL SINGING

AND BEATLES TRIBUTES

(AND MCDONALDS, WHICH I QUITE HATE, BUT THIS MAKES UP FOR IT BECAUSE ITÂ’S THE BLOODY BEATLES)

Google has once again made something quite interesting and quite useful. Searching, surfing, browsing and getting directions aside you can now VISIT AN ART GALLERY IN AMAZING HIGHER-THAN-HIGH DEFINITION!!!

http://www.googleartproject.com/

I most wholeheartedly support this. I enjoy watching these fantastic pieces of art and admiring the mere QUANTITY of stuff. I can now do it for free, without ever leaving my room and I can yell out my opinions. (I think IÂ’ll grow roots if I sit in this chair for much longer, by the wayÂ…)

I also like to zoom up peoplesÂ’ noses to see if realist painters were realistic enough and remembered to paint nose-hairs. :D


In addition, I bring thee links of differing variety.


Time travel.

http://www.howtobearetronaut.com/2010/01/1940s-london-in-stunning-hig-resolution-colour/


Invaders from space.

http://www.thisblogrules.com/2010/04/old-postcards-are-more-fun-when-aliens-invade-them.html


Stolen shoes.

http://lookivegotablanket.tumblr.com/post/3118495930/gestianpoet21-thebattricycle


Bibinnnng...

http://lookivegotablanket.tumblr.com/post/3101821329/shanahs-richgirlnyakie-beatofangelgien


Well that was informational.

So just a few moments ago I went and booked myself a ticket to the theatre.

http://www.nationaltheatre.org.uk/62808/productions/frankenstein.html

People over on Tumblr have been yelling about this production of Frankenstein for some time (mainly because it's got Benedict Cumberbatch in it) and now I've yielded.

At first I thought it was not to be. National Theatre is in England and I'm stuck here. However, I went to see the play's homepage. "Audiences in cinemas will have the chance to see..." it said. I stared. Then found this:

http://www.nationaltheatre.org.uk/61171/venues-amp-booking/europe-venues.html

See where them marks stand? SEE? :D

So I went and booked a ticket. Thank you, globalisation.

Also, this.

http://lookivegotablanket.tumblr.com/post/3133671354/standing-sitting-lying-down-rolling-around

YEEAAAAAAAHHHHH oh all right I'll shut up.