Yesterday I got the weirdest birthday present I've ever got. And the least odd thing about it was that my birthday was nearly three months ago. Me and Nacho's mutual friend, Alex, sent me a vibrating sponge! Yes, you heard me right, a vibrating sponge. The quivering is supposed to produce more foam but as the packet was covered with pictures of naked women in the shower touching themselves, I think it has another kind of use as well… Anyway, I hereby open a competition of the weirdest present to begin! You can share your peculiar experiences in the Comments (Kommentoi) section and the winner will gain glory and a fishy reputation :P

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Lately, - though this may come as a surprise to some of you - my life has actually been rather busy and hence the long absence from my brilliant blog. I've been writing essays and presentations about torture and other human rights issues, which to people less enlightened might sound like something interesting! That's what I thought as well when I registered for the module and it was only later that I found out – just like Gob Bluth so often – that I had made a huge mistake. Today I also went to a lecture at 9 in the morning 'cause I thought we'd have revision already. But NO! We're going to have two extra lectures, the latter of which will be the revision (i.e. the whole module in two hours. That's the way I like it, aa-ha-aa-ha). When I realised the magnitude of the mistake I had made I escaped and went shopping for a birthday gift (way less kinky one than the one I got!) for my cousin. In the end, I found myself in the Disney megastore shopping for pink stuff…

 

In two days I am going to be on holiday! Well, it's actually going to be one helluva holiday as I will be studying all through it. At least I won't feel the pressure of going to the lectures nor will I feel guilty afterwards for not going… I'll just stay in, sit by the computer with horrible baggy clothes and smell. I've also been wondering whether I'd be more creative if I was drunk… But as I will have bloody boring time (except for when we'll have guests!!!) I might hang around by the web log a bit more as well. So if you're unwilling to read low-quality stories of my low-quality life, do stay away from this page ;)

 

Okay, now I will get some instant coffee and watch a bit of Cash in the Attic (a brilliant morning show at BBC1 where specialists go digging people's drawers to find hidden antique treasures to sell in an auction). Then I'll start an immense struggle to finish (well, to star at fist…) my final essay of the year! Twelveteen hurrays for Tubbs! Wish me luck and have a sunny March 29^th wherever you are!

 

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I just thought I'd share this very important piece of information with you: If you put a Panda liquorice vertically in a cup of hot tea it works like a chimney!

I told you I'd be back… But you probably didn't think I'd be here this soon again. Well, you know, it's just that I have a meeting with my dissertation supervisor tomorrow and I should be writing something to show to him. And at the moment almost anything beats EC competition law, can you imagine?<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />

 

Today I heard that the teachers' strike we're having here at the moment might delay our graduation! How outrageous is that, eh? I knew that many lectures have been cancelled during the past few weeks but now the teachers apparently refuse to grade our essays and supervise the exams in May as well. I don't even know what they're after with this strike… Great, anyway…

 

My day just brightened up a bit! It started to snow! As weird as this will sound next year in Rovaniemi, I miss snow. And the cold. I miss dressing up like a Michelin man just to go to the Uni. On the other hand, I can say with a 103 per cent certainty that I will not miss the Scottish rain and wind! People here don't even use "brollies" 'cause it's just too damn windy and they'd only be a pain in the ass. People here just walk on the streets soaking wet. How smart is that, eh? I, myself, tend to stay home if the weather is very Scottish 'cause I know – after getting some seven umbrellas torn apart during the past year – that there's absolutely now way of getting to the Uni even reasonably dry.

 

There is another thing to be glad about today. Our (in)famous inflatable mattress was fixed earlier this week and it still seems all nice and puffy. Hurray! So now the princess of Pukinmäki has a place to sleep when she arrives on 16^th April… Otherwise me and Nacho might have had to sleep on the floor :P

It is the great day of opening of this blog. As you may have noticed this page was not created in the heath of the moment but after very careful planning and consideration… If – and only if – this web log does not satisfy your endless thirst for information you could have a look at the blog of Read Me in www.krkolari.vuodatus.net I especially recommend her blog to people fond of pandas and seals. And her, heheh :)

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But as the description of my spectacular blog promises, I will write about my ever so active life. So here it comes!

 

Today was a splendid day in many ways. I started cardio boxing with my dear friend Davina McCall, burnt the middle joint of my right middle finger in the toaster (evil bastard!) and finally finished my case study about Stora Enso's immorality. An advice from the experienced, my readers: never ever study Social and Environmental Accounting! Unless you happen to have particularly strong death wish, obviously. The subject honestly works like lobotomy! I'd rather read thousands of pages about the history of Swedish hambo!

 

However, it is dinnertime here in our little Mediterranean territory in Scotland. I need to drag my sore muscles to the joys of the kitchen and start helping Nacho. Such a sweet man! Brought the second season of Arrested Development from the library today! He certainly knows that the way to my heart goes through the DVD player…

 

But sleep well, little people of Holland! I will be back…..