Mood:  celebratory

Mize: (writes at 02:12:24am on 4th of December, 2004) **hugs** By the way, Vinnie II... Look to the clock and the calendar...

Mize: 2 weeks left!

Vinnie II: yay ^^

Mize: 14 days! Yay!

Vinnie II: heheh ^^

Mize: **happy dance**

Vinnie II: ^^

Indeed! It`s only 14 day to the moment when I`ll see my beloved mouse-man again! Oh god Queen Death I miss him! I wish the would take me already now to his place.

Mood: Happy

Yes! It`s only 24 days till my to my mate`s place for the X-mas holidays. Whee! I`m so excited! But a word of reminder to the thieves and burglaries: my house is guarded and I`m surrounded by nosy neighbors. They will surely know if you try to get in to my house. My faiful guardian pets, Raisa and Pipsa will all so raise a noise from the strangers. Besides, my brother Rocky may also spend his holidays at my house as far as I know, basing to that he`s been muttering lately about having enough of our parents and being asking if he and Violeta could stay at my place while I`m gone. Traditionally the flames of family disagreements have become higher and hotter during the x-mas time when the whole family has been gathering together. (And I know my folks would have wanted me to stay at home for the holidays, but I must go to pick up my mouseman and bring him to his new home. )

Coming to an other topic but related to the previous 1, I have merely bought the for Vinnie II`s and my families already, but there`s still some relatives, and my nosy neighbors, to whom I must keep looking for the presents. Mrrr! How on Mars it can be so difficult to buy even 1 little present for each of those who are left?

Mood: Amused

When I was taking my test, me and Midnight Princess were wondering what number my mate, Vinnie II would be. He did the test and here`s the result:

**nods** He can empathic, helpful, thoughtful, warm and sincere. But he can be also stubborn, not listening, storming and sulky, yet excited and eager to cheer up people. And he knows how to be polite and make me smile. ^^

Though I don`t consider myself to be very charming or charismatic.

Mood:  a-ok

**nods** Indeed. That`s me.

Mood:  down

Some updates. I`ve been extremely bugged about this "The Things I`m Good at" -Posting. After that a lot of things have gone wrong. Don`t say it was because I wrote it on the 13th day of the month, 13 is usually my lucky number. I rather take it as God`s punishment from boasting too much about myself. After all there`s so many things wel in my life. We don`t have war here, I`m free to go where I want (Ok, military areas are out of question but i wouldn`t go there anyway.) and I can say my opinions without the policemen coming to my door and dragging to the torturing cells and finally executing me for the words I said perhaps without true intention.
Well, 1st of all, 2 days after writing that post, there was a new car standing on the the garage which used to belong to the old Volkwagen of my mom. I call that new car as "Sigce", and it`s a VW too. (Grrrr! ) I wasn`t pleased and now I`m even less when on last Sunday we found out that this brand new asphalt swallower leaks from the doors when you drive in a carwash. Another broken VW! We had difficulties with the previous one and now this! I was right when I assumed that I won`t like this car, though I must admit that Sigce has tried to do everything to win my heart. )

The cousin of my dad didn`t make it to the municipality parliament, but the second cousin of my dad made it fortunately. Only if I had know that this second cousin was a candidate, I would have woted him/her (I leave the gender hidden). Now my vote went for the party I`m totally against. )

Mood: Amused
Now Playing: Haddaway: "Rock My Heart" and "Life" (Album Re-Mix) from the CD "The Album - 2nd Edition" (P) 1993 Coconut Records under exclusive license to BMG Ariola Media GmbH, ? 1993 BMG Ariola Media GmbH

Ive been a Mozilla user for some time already, and Opera user even longer, though I still have IE 6 on my laptop, but I use that only to test my pages how they look like with it. (O.k. and yes - to access randomly to www.libresse.fi since those morons there have optimized their page for only that browser, not allowing other browsers to view it at all. )

Today my mate, Vincent "Vinnie" van Wham II, gave me the link below and said he knew I`d like it. And he was true. Not because of it was anti-IE text but because of how it was formed. Well, I let you check out the link yourself...

Dear IE, I'm leaving you for good

Now Playing: Dr. Alban: "Feel The Rythm" (track: 13) and DJ Visage feat. Matti Kyllonen: "Formula" (DJ Kaippa-Monaco mix) (track: 21) , CD: "F1-98" (Distributed by: K-Tel International (Finland) Oy)
Mood: Romantical and bored

Yesterday was very breezy day and I could feel it when driving with my car which isn`t the newest model and is somewhat breeze sensitive. But the day time breezing was still nothing to the speed of wind in the evening. I saw today in the news of MTV3 that in the home town of Micronian`s current bf the wind had torn some roofs open and cut trees. I heard from somewhere that the storm which started yesterday, would have left today approxicimately 15000 households for a couple of hours without power. Fortunately mine wasn`t among those, though the power went of for several times here also on the late hours of last night. I was closing my curtains and it felt totally spooky when the lights went off for the 1st time. After the powers had gone off for a few times for some seconds, I got enough of carrying the flash light with me and climber upstairs to get a bunch of candles and tea lights. I put almost all of them to burn, at least 2 in a room. In the livingroom I had the most of them and it looked to so romantical and calm!
after the storm had calmed down a bit, I decided to give a try for the surfing in the net for a little while and say good night to Vinnie II. I took 3 candles to light up the office room where my table machine lies and turned on the comp. It felt bizarre to see the curtains to wave from the blows of the breeze which aired inside from the tiny, practicly unvisible gaps at the sides of the windows of my house and got the flame of candles to flicker at times. Fortunately after I had gotten on-line the power didn`t go off anymore.

Then today the weather has been feeling pretty cold and very . In the evening I was feeling bored and lonely, though fine, so I decided to go to bug the rest of my family. Micronian was trying to bake but merely it was that mom did the thing and Micro was cooing with her bf. and if he wouldn`t have been there she would have done probably even less but now she at least tried to do something every now and then besides arguing with mom about the weight of the flours (which was stupid since mom has bakes a LITTLE BIT MORE by the time she has existed on this planet than she has ever done). Of course i was put to do my share in the cleaning tables and everything, but I didn't feel any point for complaining since I at least had some company and I could babble. and I didn`t have to be out in the cold. A few hours later, after the evening coffee mom had gotten enough of me already and she told me a few times to go back to my own place. I didn`t fancy of going outside and drive with my cold car to my place but then when I finally got on-line at my place and to babble here, I`m feeling more than fine again.

I saw on this week the headlines telling that the former Formula 1 driver Mika Hakkinen would be returning to the formilas. of course I`m glad but more I think he`s putting himself in shame. I doubt he`d be able to the same kind of results as he did when he won the world championship twice in F1. Anyway, I had to dig up my F1-CDs and start to play `em. Play the track 21 of the CD "F1-98" (Distributed by: K-Tel International (Finland) Oy), the song "Formula" (DJ Kaippa-Monaco mix) by DJ Visage feat. Matti Kyllonen with FULL VOLUME and MEGA BASS!!!

Mood:  sharp

It has been finally proven that some cars are male - despite of that some of us, especially men for some strange reason, seem to think the cars to be female. See the link. (Warning! The link can be rated level: R!)

Mood:  mischievious

kiero = devious, distorted, twisted

"Kierosoft" is a Finnish nickname for Microsoft. Full translation would be something like "twistesoft" or "devioussoft"

The link that put me smile...

Hint: Look the "Did you mean..."

As a "nice" opposite to that amusing thing, here`s little mistake that happened to me which probably amuses you and may get you to think how pathetic I am. Comments are of course welcome, but this is what can happen if you are not careful enough when looking for something in the dark without being able to see anything else than the piece of the road in front of you where your long distance head lights hit.

Mistake of the day

I have kept in a casette box of my car two absolutely needed things for a female being: lipcream to moisturise my lips when needed and a coverstic for the suddenly appearing spots.

Today I was driving back home after doing some shoppings for the Christmas (Yes, I do buy the presents always before the greatest rush-weeks.) and I was feeling far too full after eating in a national competitor of the Finnish McDonalds (I go extremely rarely to a McDonalds!) and the salt of the fries had dried my lips so much that I felt I needed to brush gently my lips with my lipcream. I found it easily in a deep dark car and not looking at it at all I started to run it on my lips and wondered why it was so dry and hard. Then I smelled the odour and finally tasted it on my lips that I had tried to spread the coverstick on my lips! (*rofl!) It was difficult to get it off from my lips in the dark, dark car, driving on a dark road and another car was close bbehind me. Fortunately I finally found the right tube of lip cream, but I can still, nearly 8 hour later taste weakly the coverstick on my lips!

Mood:  chatty

A couple of weeks ago dad`s employee came to him asking if the car she though to be his was really his. Dad said she was correct and then the employee had told that somebody had noticed it there on the staff`s parking place and was interested in about it. Later that person who was interested in about the car came to meet dad and they started to do business about the car. What a Plutarkian can do for his nature?

Since the car was officially owned by mom, dad had to first agree the limits for selling prices for the car. After he had gotten a selling permission signed by mom, he sold the car immediately. Well, I admit he got a better price from it than what someone else, a professional car seller had promised from it, so it was a good deal. Besides I didn`t like that car so I was gladly saying "Tooodless!" to the car. And of course I could get to see a bit more of this lovely country when I had to drive to my dad`s working place on last Friday to pick him up after he had sold the car. 120 kilometres was that trip in total.
Then a bit after that trip I had to drive 80 km extra to take Violeta to the swimming practices... And earlier on that day and on the previous day I had driven also 80 km on both days for nothing, because no-one had told me that the teacher whose lessons I had only on those days was updating his education.

So lately my car has gotten much more kilometres than what it usually is forced to swallow. Fortunately my parents went to check out 1 car today after they had been seeking for a new car for nearly half a year at least. They liked the car and it was sold by the very same person who sold the mom`s previous car, so they got a nice discount from him as the returning customers, even if the previous car had had some problems which later, after all the tests was figured out to be originally from the factory already. But the car store took care of the situation, showing good customer service and my parents were pleased to that and wanted to reward that by returning to the same store and the salesman now when they were looking for a new car. I`m not supposed to reveal any details or information about the new car but this I can say that it happens to be the same brand as the just sold car was. But despite of the fact it`s brand new and new model, I know I won`t like it. I have never liked this car brand and probably never will, but as long as I have my own car to be the model I like and can afford to, I don`t have to care at all about what kind of car my folks are driving.

Later on this evening when I came back home my eyes were caught by the advertisement of my dad`s cousin. There will be the election to the "municipality parliament" soon, the pre-voting time has already begun (I think. Dunno since I always go to vote on the official voting day.) and the candidates are spreading their advertisements. It`s been a sort of tradition that from my family there is about always somebody been chosen in the "parliament" and so there`s now my dad`s cousin as a candidate too to get in there again. Probably he will be chosen to the parliament, he has so much powerful friends and supporters. And perhaps I should and could vote him too. Pity that he is on the list of the ONLY party that I have refused to vote and which supports the idealogies which are crossing mine very bad.
And I guess from there rose again the idea that perhaps on some day I should announce myself to become a candidate for the municipality parliament.

And when I was thinking about the idea about me trying to get in the parliament I came to the thought to think my good qualities:

- Works passionately for the things she finds important
- Respects traditional family values
- Dares to give critique if that is necessary
- Able to open her mouth and say what is needed if that is necessary
- Respects the authorities
- Loyal to her employer
- Hard working
- Curious and excited to learn new things
- Honest and faitfull
- Finding minor errors and "viling the commas"
- Enjoys to be the part of the wheels of bureucracy
- Votes every time
- Gets well along with the old people
- Good at making "Poor Knights" and meatballs
- Is pro for the tighter smoking law. (I know this may annoy the smokers, but since it`s such a bad health risk for everybody, not just for the smokers, I personally think the law could be even tighter what it is now. But if all the countries around the globe would get even this kind of smoking legistation as we have now - the world would be a lot better and healthier for everybody.)
- Is good at getting koi-fishes on the mood for producing offspring. (A person who runs an aquarium store which we usually visit when needing new fishes or plants or anything else for the aquarium, said that it`s very difficult to get koi fishes to produce offspring in the normal aquariums people have at their homes. But my fishes hve succeeded in that! )

Bunny Update

Mood:  surprised

My bunnies moved a couple of weeks ago inside my old cowbarn where they will have warm conditions through the winter. But looks like especially Raisa (the older female) has surprised me totally. Here`s my latest discussion about them with Vinnie II from earlier on this evening.

Mizeleingzelo de Megazone: By the way... totally different topic. The bunnies have broken their drinking bottle

Vincent "Vinnie" van Wham II: how on earth they managed to do that

Mize: **shrugs** Dunno but yesterday I washed and filled it in the morning and it was just alright. On this afternoon I find the bottle about 1 meter away from the cage without the drinking pipe which goes inside the gage

Vin II: ok.,... couldnt it been broken off from the outside by something else

Mize: The pipe I found after looking for it for some time under the cage approcimately below the center spot of the cage. And it was covered with bunnyhair and it was swimming in bunny pee.

Vin II: ewwwww

Mize: Nope. Only I have been in the cowbarn and the mice can`t do something like that, hanging from the sides of the gage.

Vin II: *shrugs* weird... oh well

Mize: Jup. but once I was already thinking my bunnies are trying to break out from the cage when hearing such nois from the cage. Then when I sneaked to the doorway of the cowbarn without letting my bunnies to see me, Raisa was drinking so furiously that the bottle always started to rise off from its place and hit the hatch of the cage on the feeding side.

Vin II: Hmmm, better to tighten the bottle to the cage then a bit more...

Mize: **nods**

Vin II:

Mize: And a few days ago I saw Raisa jumping wildly. Once she jumped making nearly a full circle on the left

Vin II: hyperactive little bunnie

Mize: YUP! You said that darling!

Vin II:

Mize: Pupuliina nor Tupuna NEVER behave that wild.

Mize: Fortunately Pipsa is a bit calmer

Vin II: guess this is a totally different kind or race then Pupuliina and Tupuna

Mize: **snickers** they are the same race...

Mize: The mixed race.

Vin II: hehee

Mize: Just totally different kind of personalities

Vin II: *nods*

Mize: Tupuna was always calm, Pupuliina was bossy. Raisa is hyper active and Pipsa is ladylike.

Then Vinnie II had to go a birthday dinner of a relative of his so our discussion ended like a chicken`s flight. When I was putting each of my bunnies persanality in short I forgot to say that Pupliina was also very scared also, though a bit less with men than women. That h###y little bunny! Pipsa insteas has still that baby-likeness in her appereance and behaviour, so her personality as an adult is still more open for changes than Raisa`s. But Raisa and Pipsa are also noisier than Tupuna and Pupuliina were together or alone. But I still miss a lot the first bunny, Tupuna and her always soft and kind appereance. Pity that we don`t have much photos about her.

Ps. If you want to comment the textes you find the comment links below the horisontal line. Misleadingly the placing of `em may make the readers to be the comment links of the text below. In other words the oders is: Newest text > horizontal line > commenting links > previously written text... e.t.c...

Mood:  blue

I have been learned pretty well all the side effects of Prosac thanx to the song "Prosac" by DJ Tomcraft, but still at times I feel the "benefits" would beat the side effects. Last year, around the switch from November to December I was so much down that my school spychiatrist already suggested me to start the anti-depressants. I told her happiness doesn`t come out of a pot of pills, you have to work throught the problems of your life anyway and that only arranging them in oder I can reach the happiness again. the psychiatrist still tried to offer me a prescription but she couldn`t disagree with me when I was telling true. Funny thing just was that after I had refused to take the pills, she didn`t book a meeting time for us but left me to manage on my own.

And I did! I beat the depression about my lousy-going school and the saddness my parents were causing to me. But now I`m again drowning to that same black hole.

On yesterday morning (3rd of Oct) I was at my parents` place (I had stayed there over night because they had heated up their sauna in the evening and I had gone there to take a sweat bath.) having the breakfast with `em. Mom was getting a head ache so she told us to keep quiet and have the radios turned off. Rocky instead had it on and I went to shut it down thinking to do a good job when seeing the pain on mom`s face. when I was coming back to kitchen from his room I was going to pass him while he was heading to his room being annoyed for that his radio was turned off. And when he realized it was me who had turned the radio off, he pinched me hard from my right side with both of his hands and I couldn`t help crying out for pain. my parents got upset to me from yelling and when I told them what Rocky had done they covered their ears and refused to listen. Being pissed off from the injustice and ignoring I raised my voice and nearly yelled to them what he had done. And my folks got totally upset to me about my yelling, though it wasn`t yelling yet on my scale.

The hell had rosen and I marched to the guest room where I had been sleeping to pick up my stuffs. Dad tried to oder me to get back to the table to finidh my breakfast (it was nearly finished anyway) and shut up. My mom was yelling to me too and my the whole "beloved" family had turned against me - accusing me now from mom`s headache. And then the fight started to roll like a snow ball on a slope, they told me to pack every piece of my stuff with me and not to show up anymore. and then they were questioning my ability to manage on my own and were betting that it won`t be taking a long time till I`m again crawling at their door beggging their help. HA! I don`t need their "help"!

But then they threated to sell my precious little house!

they threated to do that even if I have paid every single share of my loan on time and even some extra to the amount I was agreed to pay every month, so that I could increase my ownership persentage a bit quicker, especially since the faster paying schedule doesn`t affect to my loan negatively. They said they could an they would sell the house without asking my permission. I freaked out then totally and fell in the depression so bad that I was already thinking about going on the lewel of lowest creatures on this planet. I was even seriously planning the career of a commercial woman. I even asked from Vinnie II of he could estimate how much I would earn if renting a window for myself in Amsterdam on the area of the Red Lights. He said none and refused to let me even think about it. And when we were trying to figure out how to get paid more my loan back so that I could get a higher percentage under my real ownership, I depressed even more from that how little incomes I have and how much money I have to be spending everywhere. He even offered some financial help but I refused. He kept demanding and explaining why he wants to help me and was still resisting. Finally I had to eat my pride anf give my bank account number. But if he pays me something I will pay that back to him. My proudness can`t stand that he pays something for me, especially if I took the loan being well aware of my little incomes. But what I can do to protect my house from the materialistic crap called my parents. **sarcastically:** Oh it`s lovely when your parents want to sell your house just because they HAVE TO get a brand new Volkswagen Polo or Peugeot 207!

Mood:  vegas lucky

Woei!
I indeed have gotten a real supa schedule for this studyperiod (next 7 weeks approxmately)! I have only one course to study, and I have the lessons of it on Thursday and Friday afternoon. 90 minutes on each day and that`s it! Well, I know I can`t get that easily from them, especially whe my school is approximately 35 kilometres away from me and I go to school by buss. That means I have to leave my house quite much earlier than the lessons would require, but then again, I`ve been working a lot at the student cafe and I think I still have to continue - even if I would get some of the shifts arranged to be somebody else`s worry.

Question of the day: What on earth then I`m going to do when I`m not having those 2 double lessons?
A) I`m either at school cooking coffee or finishing some yet undone works which I must return to teachers. Or then checking out my e-mail boxes and chatting with Midnight and Vinnie II (hopefully). or
B) I`m at home doing my domestic duties, cleaning cooking, carrying the chopped wood to the warehouse or finally starting the real work with my graduation work. Or then I might be working too, if the weather just gets better than this. Well, fortunately there`s not flooding in my house yet, but some fields have already been left under water when the surface or the rivers and even lakes has risen lately.

Mood:  surprised

Careers in this field often demand that you naturally enjoy working in the outdoors, and have an appreciation for using both your mind and body. While most people are confined to an office, you are spending time with Mother Nature and enjoying the natural beauty and variety of each day. It may be important to you to feel in touch with nature and less dependent on technology and other man-made distractions.

Test found at http://web.ticle.com

Then if this it true I`m on a wrong area totally...

Mood:  irritated

I was sitting next to my computing table in a corner of my house, feeling blank but irritated. Mickeysoftwa did it again! On late July me and my fiance Vinnie II we updating and reinstalling the whole completeness again into my old table comp, even doubled the memory size to make it better able to meet todays demandings. The funny thing now is that I could do the picture handling stuff better with the old settings than with the new ones. And if I have to look for an excuse for the source of my irritation that was easily picked to be the allmighty Microsoft.

But why to blame Bill Gates and his crew for my own mistake? Well simple. It`s the question about swapspace of these beloved Microsoft products. Fortunately Windows XP (Home at least but Pro should too but not been testing this with any XP Pro machine yet.) already is able to get more swapspace from the disk if needed - but 98 doesn`t.
And I guess the problem gets a new aspect in the stripped Windows 98Lite. But I`m still glad there`s no MSIE in the 98Lite. Instead, I have had Mozilla installed in there. Better privacy - safer surfing, not so much browser hijack attempts and trojans.

So, since there`s new, surprising co-operation bugs betheen my old comp, Win98Lite and PSP7 I had to dig up an empty CD-rom and burn the picture I was handling on it, to be able to transfer it on my laptop where I had MSN Messenger 6 open and a discussion going on with my mate. I give 9 from the smoothness and fastness Nero Express worked and I got the pic rather quicly burned on CD-rom.

But like if all the frustration I hadn`t been enough when trying to shrink the picture in the question in a more decent size, Mickeysoftwa stroke again. My laptop runs Win XP Home and I had couple of web browser pages, 2 messenger discussions on and a freshly burned CD-rom-to-be-opened when XP jammed for the first time. Whined about the lack of memory which the table machine had been complaining too. In total the XP of mine got jammed for 4 times, on each time that much long that Vinnie II already got worried about me and for a reason. When my own machines ain`t working in the way I want, I get violentical thoughts for them which always don`t stay on the level of thoughts. The good news for the enployers and everybody else is that I never get that aggessive with their machines. I guess it`s because my parents always tauch me to treat other people`s stuff with gentle hands. Instead, when I have bought the thing myself just for me and my use, I can expect myself to know the limits of my machine too. And it`s just and only me who suffers if I`d suddenly throw my comp through the window on the top floor.

Curious to know if got the picture shunk?
Nope. I didn`t, at least by the time I`m writing this (6.10pm on the following day). Messenger cut the sending operation every time adter some time when I tried to send it to Vinnie II so he could shrink it with his much more powerful comp. And after sulking enough I had gotten so hungry that I was feeling sick already. (I had gotten up at 8 and only thing I had eaten by that moment (it was a bit before 8pm) was a small mugfull of Pepsi Max, some 180g share from 200g of milk chocolate bar/plate.)

I still may try to shink the pic using my laptop when there`s no other programs running at the same time or then be a good mouse and take the CD-rom to my parents` place and use the PSP7 on their number cursher to get the picture smaller, so that I can do the final handlings and publish it in Technodrome and The Modo Fan Club.
Yes, it`s a Modo-pic.