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I have been entertaining with the idea of starting my days with a 5k jog every morning. It's crazy mostly because running is so damn boring. But then again it would only take about half an hour of my day.. Not too bad.
Great start today. It was raining and my calves are so stiff I could barely walk. So instead of running or going to tai chi I got my acupuncture mat and rested my legs on it for an hour and a half. Now about five hours later I can walk again, relatively painlessly anyway.
R is training for Pirkan Hölkkä. Or at least he should be. I'm not convinced. I thought for a few seconds I should train with him even though I'm not participating. We'll see..
Wish I was better at expressing myself verbally. This seems so lame and hmm...
I give up.

Buzzador duties

I am a member of Buzzador (www.buzzador.com). Which means I get to occasionally test products myself and with my friends and of course tell them about them. This was my second Buzz. I was to get five Dr Oetker Stoneoven Tradizionale pizzas and feed them to my friends. A Perfect opportunity came disguised as a bachelorette party.

To be honest I had already forgotten about the whole campaign because I got the acceptance email on my phone when I was somewhere out and about and only remembered it after seeing a reminder on facebook.

I was worried at first. The upcoming month isn't the best in terms of getting my friends together at the same time over the same table. But then it hit me. The bachelorette party! There I'd have enough people to taste and talk about the pizzas, and we'd save some money on other food at the same time. Very last minute. The idea came to me on Thursday, the party was on Friday. The very next day. Knowing we were going on this cottage, I thought it's very possible there isn't a freezer to put the pizzas in while we do other things. Didn't think of the possibility of not having an oven until sometime early Friday morning. Too late to cancel. Had to hope for the best.

So we arrived at the cottage. No freezer. Just a small freezer box in the refrigerator. Big enough to put three pizzas in it. The other two had to melt, but didn't really matter since we were going to bake them later that day anyway. Also no oven.

I had the perfect solution for the problem. And it was located outside. I figured we could at least try to bake them on the grill. And if that would be an epic failure we could go over to the main house and do the pizzas there.

Turns out it was an excellent idea. Pizzas turned out rather nice and crispy and even hot on top.



The picture would be far more impressive if you could see the fire, but this will have to do.

Girls liked the pizzas. Although probably won't start buying them. I suppose we don't eat all that many frozen pizzas in the end and when it comes to choosing, prize is an important factor, and taste of course. Taste-wise they were quite delicious, especially with an added smoke flavor. :) Salami was everybody's favorite, Mozzarella close second. Tuna got one negative vote.
I'd post a picture of us eating them but we're sauna fresh, and I don't think anyone would want to see that picture published anywhere.

Loucas Yiorkas

Alex Sparrow

Anybody know the song that's playing around minute 6?

My problem

I think my biggest problem is that deep down(or maybe not that deep) I don't really want a normal job. Maybe that's why I find it so hard to decide what I really want to do. And by 'really' I mean something realistic. Because I'd rather be a singer, dancer or a writer. But since I'm not particularly fantastic at any of those things I'm screwed.
Am I repeating myself?

Last weekend I had fun again. I had started feeling really bad about myself again and that Saturday evening was just what I needed. A bit of attention. From three different directions. It was a real ego booster. I've been feeling a bit better since. And I also got to sing karaoke again. And it was brilliant. I love the karaoke at Gloria. The sound around the mic gives me the illusion that I'm good. I'm not. I recorded my song on my phone and although the sound quality is terrible I can hear I can't really sing all that well at all. But at that moment when you're on stage holding a mic and singing a song and it sounds good to you that's just really awesome. More of that please!

Although the night was pretty great as it was, something was left out. I'd really like to dance. It's been too long. Not counting Zumba and hiphop of course, but good old sweating and dancing for hours in a night club to good danceable music. Watching Alex Sparrow Russian party videos on youtube made me miss it even more. Also how fantastic would it have been to have been at that party anyway? Or just to have lived in Düsseldorf this month?!?

αννικα

I want to be good at something.

Dreamworld

it's a good place to be, right?
At least momentarily I'm happy. Then reality hits hard.
You might notice I've been quite unhappy again lately. Sucks to be this poor. In my crazy dreams I am at the next Eurovision song contest. haha, right?

Missing..

I miss karaoke and dancing.
It's been soo long. My life is dangerously slipping into what it was last year and before that and it is not good. Although I have to say I'm so skinned I don't think I can even afford food for the entire three weeks.. I am not willing to steal from my other account since it's my "independence" fund. I'd feel very uneasy without it. Why won't there be any jobs for me? I need money!!!
And I need fun.

suddenly got the urge to learn Greek..

ESC 2011

Yesterday was the final.
I would have to say the quality of the songs in general was quite high. Only about three songs I don't like at all; Moldova, Ireland and Azerbaijan. Shame Azerbaijan won.
I don't think I have a favorite among all these because none of them is outstanding. But to name a few : Romania, Greece, Estonia, Hungary...
How awesome would it be to have that kind of talent? To be able to sing well enough to have the chance to get to represent your country at the Eurovision Song Contest?!? To have any talent for that matter?
ah well..