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Yesterday we were meeting with my former co-worker and nice friend Julija and her fiance Artur.. I am gonna be a witness in their wedding, 08.09.2006, at 15:00 in the orthodoxal Christmas Catherdral in Riga centre. I am supposed to hold this darn martyr circlet under her head. Rituals ^^. Half an hour. Circlet is to be hold by one hand. Arrrgh. It can be changed, forrrrrrtunately. Still such a perspective doesn't make me quite excited.
Also, next week we all should meet a priest to have a conversation about all that.
Should be interesting.

I need me shoes. Immediately. Well, not that immediately, but as soon as possible. They should have like 8-10 cm high heels and like 1 cm high sole. They should be pink or silver or light blue or violet from above, and sole should be leather-brown.
They shouldn't have back. I want them sabo.

This is meant to be my home slippers, sure.
I just wonder, if I make buying such in these some days left.

Also I need sneakers. They should be white (maybe with some pink/lightblue/violet/silver bits) and comfortable. Shouldn't be a problem.
Just my last ones got spoiled. The day before yesterday.

Mmm.
At least, I got a human to rent my apartments to.
Also, I will have the possibility to get things from there. I don't need to keep them at some other place, as I will rent only one room and second will be locked with all thingies inside. This is good.
Now I have another problem.
What to take with me. I always have a decision problem.
Now it go worse. Things I want, are tons, things I can take are like 30 kg. Kills me.
Maybe I take all cosmetics, and japaneese handmade lynx-bowls, and chopsticks, and tea-stands with Rafael's angels painted, and Madonna icon in silver framework, and Latin grammar books, and Old English grammar book, and French phrasebook, and couple Finnish grammar books too, and MUME-maps, and installation disks, some clothes, and commando knife, and one Finnish knife, and some gentle fabric, black and silver, bit transparent, and swimming suit, and flippers if they fit there...
Now you shoud understand me.

Aw...
Finally it begins to be realnice. I mean, first of that was my aunt who offered me her noble help with my fawking apartments. So stopped my psychose when i couldn't sleep nights and stuff. Now I can. this night I slept like 11:00-7:40, which is GREATLY uncommon for me, especially nowadays. Big fawking insomnia. I was in like permanent histeria. And now she offers me help. <3 <3 <3.
No sarcasm.

And as this psychose stopped, life decided to make me a gift.
Like, I decided I need me black peep-toes for summer.
Ok. Next day my teammate presented me a pair. Just by accident she tried to wear it again. No, she couldn't. Offered them to me. Fitted me nicely. She walked in them once, and only once. Another shape of foot.

mh.

So strange, charming and different are people..
I love quoting them.

"..If ugly men can only get it from behind, can I have it at least from behind?.." (c) Someone quoting someone else.
"..I mean, how many people know what "gvardeysky istrebitel'nyi aviatsion'nyi polk" means before they know how to count to 10 in Russian.." (c) Unh explaining why his knowledge of Russian is uncommon.
"..I have read from the news site, that Murakami issued a new book, and thus decided to re-read Chehov.." the example of logic by the friend of mine.
".. Aw, u re in sandals today? " "These are not sandals, it is a claim for help.." my dialogue with another friend

Wrote today a letter to sign off my current work. Aw.. Feeling sad to leave it. Only month and a half spent there, but everything now is soo familiar, coffee-mashine (automatic one!), and woman wc (hitted there couple fingers today), and a table (permanent bruises on my poor thighs) and my team leader and team mate (female blondes...), and a pencil of eye-burning neon orange colour, and my computer, with a pink little stickers filled with Finnish words (7 stickers, approx. 12 words each), and one more pink sticker with a calender drawn, I åm checking days there, counting how much is left until my trip to Finland the sweet, country of my love. 10 days. 2006 May, 20 I leave. 4 workdays left, I come no more to the work at the next Tuesday.And one more pink stickers, couple song names of which I liked, from zoice fi radio (didn't manage to ahndle Finnish interfeiss there, unlike irc-galleria).

do you love the theremin? awww.. so amazing so nice so gentle sound.
http://home.planet.nl/~boter000/mp3/Goldie_VOCISE.mp3 <- is the 8-min long example of this charming melodical surrealism

http://dl.blog.relink.ru/ahomru/music/ignalina.mp3 <- AWWW!

Nuapurista kuulu se polokan tahti
jalakani pohjii kutkutti.
Ievan äiti se tyttöösä vahti
vaan kyllähän Ieva sen jutkutti,
sillä ei meitä silloin kiellot haittaa
kun myö tanssimme laiasta laitaan.
Salivili hipput tupput täppyt
äppyt tipput hilijalleen.

Ievan suu oli vehnäsellä
ko immeiset onnee toevotti.
Peä oli märkänä jokaisella
ja viulu se vinku ja voevotti.
Ei tätä poikoo märkyys haittaa
sillon ko laskoo laiasta laitaan.
Salivili hipput.

Ievan äiti se kammarissa
virsiä veisata huijjuutti,
kun tämä poika naapurissa
ämmän tyttöä nuijjuutti.
Eikä tätä poikoo ämmät haittaa
sillon ko laskoo laiasta laitaan.
Salivili.

Siellä oli lystiä soiton jäläkeen
sain minä kerran sytkyyttee.
Kottiin ko mäntii ni ämmä se riitelj
ja Ieva jo alako nyyhkyytteek.
Minä sanon Ievalle mitäpä se haittaa
laskemma vielähi laiasta laitaa.
Salivili.

Muorille sanon jotta tukkee suusi
en ruppee sun terveyttäs takkoomaa.
Terveenä peäset ku korjoot luusi
ja määt siitä murjuus makkoomaa.
Ei tätä poikoo hellyys haittaa
ko akkoja huhkii laiasta laitaan.
Salivili.

Sen minä sanon jotta purra pittää
ei mua niin voan nielasta.
Suat männä ite vaikka lännestä ittään
vaan minä en luovu Ievasta,
sillä ei tätä poikoo kainous haittaa
sillon ko tanssii laiasta laitaan.
Salivili.


Englische Ãœbersetzung

The sound of a polka drifted from my neighbor's
and set my feet a-tapping oh!
Ieva's mother had her eye on her daughter but
Ieva she managed to fool her, you know.
'Cause who's going to listen to mother saying no
when we're all busy dancing to and fro!

Ieva was smiling, the fiddle it was wailing
as people crowded round to wish her luck.
Everyone was hot but it didn't seem to bother
the handsome young man, the dashing buck.
'Cause who's going to mind a drop of sweat
when he's all busy dancing to and fro!

Ieva's mother she shut herself away
in her own quiet room to hum a hymn.
Leaving our hero to have a spot of fun
in a neighbor's house when the lights are dim.
'Cause what does it matter what the old folks say
when you're all busy dancing to and fro!

When the music stopped then the real fun began
and that's when the laddie fooled around.
When he took her home, when the dancing was over
her mother angrily waiting they found.
But I said to her, Ieva, now don't you weep
and we'll soon be dancing to and fro!

I said to her mother now stop that noise
or I won't be responsible for what I do.
If you go quietly and stay in your room
you won't get hurt while your daughter I woo.
'Cause this fine laddie is a wild sort of guy
when he's all busy dancing to and fro!

One thing I tell you is you won't trap me,
no, you won't find me an easy catch.
Travel to the east and travel to the west but
Ieva and I are going to make a match.
'Cause this fine laddie ain't the bashful sort
when he's all busy dancing to and fro.

Sometimes they can be irritating, but that's only because they don't understand things.
Well, it just seems like that, because they just look at you when you tell them things, like a baby. They are happy that you talk to them, and want you to hold them and take care of them, but they don't understand it.
Although, cats can know some things. Like the one cat that likes me, Logan, well she likes to drink out of the sink in the bathroom instead of the water bowl we have for the cats in the kitchen. I am not sure why this is, maybe she doesn't like to share with the other one. Or something.
It would be cool if cats could talk.
Then they could say what they want, instead of just meow... Well, maybe they don't know what they want, I don't know.
Logan allways starts meowing when she sees me, but when I go to pick her up she wants down right after.
She will let me hold and pet her forever if it's she that comes to me, but if it's the other way around, usually it doesn't last that long.

aww...
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Hobnew2.jpg
a hybrid
cheetah + turtle (:

also a sweet quote about lynxies
"Kiima-aikoja lukuun ottamatta ilvekset ovat yksineläjiä. Mikäli löytää useammat kuin yhdet ilveksen jäljet, kyseessä on emo jota pentu tai pennut seuraavat. Tavallisesti pennut viettävät emonsa seurassa ensimmäisen talven."
("Except for times of heat, lynxes are loners. If you find more than one set of tracks, it will be a mother followed by a cub or cubs. Usually the cubs spend their first winter with their mothers")