I miss Tim!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

No comment needed, I suppose.

Tõusta hommikul välja puhkamata, minna pilves tumeda taeva all tänavale, istuda kuse järele haisevasse trolli, sõita läbi halli räämas laupäevahommikuse linna, trollis lärmamas vintis paistes nägudega noorukid, peatuses okseloigud ja tühi viinapudel, teha oma tööd räpase halli taeva all, istuda trolli, sõita linna, kadestada neid, kes tunduvad paremad, vaadata vastikusega neid, kellest end paremaks pead, vihata neid kõiki, minna edasi, edasi, kus kõige selle jälestusväärse taga terendab järgmine täpselt sarnane päev.

Kui selle asemel tahaksid vajuda pikali märjale räpasele asfaldile suitsukonide vahele ja mitte enam tõusta.

Ja kurgus lämbuva karje kõrval vasardab peas küsimus:”Milleks see kõik?”

Et nagu… seksikas tumeroheline nooruk, kes mind täiega jumaldab, päästab mu külateel ringi jalutava tigeda hundi eest ja lisaks sellele suudleb taevalikult. Ja seda kõike looduskaunis kohas. Mida võiks hing veel ihata?

Noh, peale selle muidugi, et see tumerohelise nahaga nooruk eksisteeris ainult minu unenägudes….

Aga see, kuidas ta alguses lasi mul silmi kinni hoida oli nii armas. Kas ta tõesti arvas, et mul on mingi probleem sellega, et tal on roheline nahk? Selle eest saab ainult plusspunkte.

*unistav ohe*

Otsisin just netist ja tenduraamatutest pool tundi seksikate roheliste meeste pilte. Ei leidnud midagi. Nii et see avatar on endiselt kõik, mis mul on… aga see unenäotüüp oli ikka inimese näoga. See pilt on lihtsalt silmakommiks siin. Õõh. Silmakomm kõlab jälgilt… Silmamaius? Veel hullem… XD

♥
H

It’s hard to remember how it felt before
Now I found the love of my life
Passes things, get more comfortable
Everything is going right

And after all the obstacles
It’s good to see you now with someone else
And it’s such a miracle that you and me are still good friends
After all that we’ve been through
I know we’re cool
I know we’re cool

And we used to think it was impossible
Now you call me by my new last name
Memories seem like so long ago
Time always kills the pain

Remember Harbor Boulevard
The dreaming days where the mess was made
Look how all the kids have grown, oh
We have changed but we’re still the same
After all that we’ve been through
I know we’re cool
I know we’re cool

Yeah, I know we’re cool

And I’ll be happy for you
If you can be happy for me
Circles and triangles
And now we’re hanging out with your new girlfriend
So far from where we’ve been
I know we’re cool
I know we’re cool

Gwen Stefani - Cool

Ma tean, et originaalis on selles laulus selline kurbusemaik juures, aga minu jaoks on see nii rõõmus laul. Sest ma olen cool, mõlema oma kunagise armsa inimesega. Ja see laul sobib nii täpselt kirjeldama seda, kui õnnelik ma olen, et asjad on nagu nad on ja et nad on endiselt mu sõbrad. Kunagi ma laulan seda ehk.

Issake, nüüd mul on nii piinlik selle pärast, mis ma siia kirjutasin. Aga ära ma seda ka ei kustuta.

Nii raske on olla korraga hästi kurb ja õnnetu ja hästi õnnelik ja rõõmus. See on palju väsitavad, kui… lihtsalt olla. Ma olen nii väsinud. Kas ma võtsin täna valuvaigistit? Võtsin vist jah… Hommikul Ally juures, sest ma magasin halvasti ja pea valutas. Ma ei mäletanudki seda. See tundub nii ammu, ilmselt sellepärast, et see juhtus teises linnas.

Ma käisin Tartus. Tore oli. Mul hakkas pisut parem, isegi palju parem, jõud tuli tagasi edasi minna. Nüüd tuleb neli tööpäeva järjest. Üldse ei viitsi, aga pole parata. Samas pole hullu, töö juures on ka tore.

Aga keegi ei tule minuga JAFFile. Vähemalt veel pole keegi soovi avaldanud. Sellest on kahju ja natuke jube on ka, sest kuidas ma sealt öösel koju saan niimoodi. Või noh, mis seal saada, istun trammi ja sõidan, aga ikkagi.

Ma räägin praegu nagu väike laps. See tuleb sellest, et ma olen väsinud. Aga see-eest ma trükin praegu megakiiresti. Ja üldse vigu ei tee. Peaaegu. Nii kui hakkasin trükkima, et üldse vigu ei tee, hakkasin hästi palju vigu tegema.

Mul on suunurk hirmus katki ja läheb üha hullemaks. Mul oli ohatiserohtu, aga ma ei tea, kus see on. Peab otsima.

Tahaks likööri, aga ma ei viitsi seda võtta. Tahaks hirmsasti, et Zelor ka kodus oleks ja võtaks mul ümbert kinni, et ma saaksin rahulikult magama jääda. Mitte ei peaks ootama, kuni ma nii surmväsinud olen, et enam ei hooli sellest, mis toimub.

Oeh.

Mirju blokib täiega. Ennast. See on jama.

Ma olen rõõmus, sest ma sain oma sõbra tagasi. See oli hea. On ikka veel.

Otsin nüüd rohtu. Leidsin. Ma loodan, et see on ikka ohatisekreem, mingid veidrad saksakeelsed kirjad on peal. Noh, varsti saan teada. Kuigi tean, et see on õige, sest miski muu see olla ei saa, aga ikka on veider tunne, et see on vale.

Aa… See on kirjade järgi vanaks läinud. Juba 2006. aastal. Kui see ei mõju, lähen homme apteeki. See on imelik, kui vanemad inimesed ütlevad aapteek.

Siin lubatud rebane:

♥
H

Ma armastan inimesi.

Väike Onu Remus oli väga tubli poiss. Tal olid koolis alati viied ja Onu Remuse vanemad olid väga rõõmsad.

Ükskord ütles Onu Remus isale:”Issi, ma tahaksin värvipliiatseid, et ilusti joonistada.”

Aga Onu Remuse isal polnud raha, et värvipliiatseid osta. Ta võttis maast ühe toki ja andis oma pojale:”Näe, võta see tokk, Onu Remus, sellega saad õues mulla sisse joonistada.”

Vot nii vaene oli Onu Remuse pere.

The title makes this somewhat… I don’t even know the right word here. But the thing is I need to explain why I did what I did, since I didn’t get a chance to do it in-game.

I’ve been playing Neverwinter Nights lately and near Port Llast lies the haunted forest of Charwood and in it it’s namesake village. The village and the castle that looms above it have been ripped from time by Lathander, the god of morning for a horrendous crime committed by the brothers Jhareg, rulers of Charwood village. In the castle, one is met with one key and three locked doors. Each door represents a different path to Judgement. The doors lead to passageways which all end up in a central chamber. There the Guardian waits. She explains that since the crimes were committed by mortals, a mortal must be the Judge. The adventurer is asked to find out what happened and get written oaths from both brothers. The brothers are both locked up in different parts of the castle and have been for centuries.

Both lords will confuse the Judge but truth is as follows:
On midwinter night a long time ago, Lord Quint, a cleric of Lathander gathered all the children in the village to the castle library for a party. He had been asked to do so by his brother, Karlat, a mighty sorcerer. Usually Karlat hated kids, so Quint was pleasantly surprised, when his brother wanted to throw a party for the village children. In truth, Karlat had tricked his brother and wanted to sacrifice the village children to become a baelnorn, an undead, a lich, but a noble lich, honored in elvish tradition. He slaugthered the children but before he could complete the spell, his brother took the phylactery needed to make the transformation final and ran, praying to Lathander to help him. And the Morninglord did, placing the castle and village out of the weave of time.

At first glance that’s all there to it, but a clever Judge will soon realize, that they need to summon the Lord of Fire, Belial, a powerful demon, who might have had something to do with it all. When summoned, Belial readily accepts his part in the crime. His demon ways made him trick Karlat into believing that the sacrifice of the children was necessary to become a barlnorn, when really, it was just fun for the demon.

Returning three written oaths to the Guardian, she will then ask the Judge to pass Judgement. I didn’t see neither Karlat nor Quint quilty and told the Guardian so. She then summoned Belial to the court. From there on I had two paths - I could either release all of them from the curse, the Guardian, the brothers, the villagers… and the demon. Or damn them to be left out of the weave of time for all eternity.

I let them go.

(And now we get to the actual point of this post.)

The villagers and the Guardian were innocent in the crime, the brothers tricked by the demon. Only Belial truly deserved punishment. But locking up one demon won’t end the evil in the world and there were far too many innocents in the village. In the end, it’s up to humans themselves to see through the lies of demons and not be tricked and fight the good fight. In a way, Belial should be realeased into the world to try and wreck havoc upon mankind as a test for humans to always question their hearts and to steer clear of temptation. Without evil there is no good. Without taint there can’t be pureness.

Oh, I’m so epic.
I have a nasty feeling this text is full of spelling mistakes, please point them out to me in a stern teacherly manner.

And if you read all that, here’s a slice of cake for your trouble and a penny for your thoughts.

♥
H

You know how all the sci-fi books are full of stuff like biomechs and overwhelming AIs and amazing robots and insane gadgets and nanotechnology and whatnot. Stuff you think would take hundreds of years to develop?

And yet it’s all coming true.

Here’s yet another example:

Vocaloids

Basically, it’s a program that lets you create your own j-pop songs from scratch. You can make the melody, harmony and lyrics. But who’s going to sing? Well… a vocaloid is. A character singing synthesizer developed by Yamaha Corporation tuned to a japanese popsinger. Voice sampling for this software was done by Japanese voice actresses. Three releases of Vocaloids have four characters: Hatsune Miku, a 16-year-old schoolgirl, Kagamine Rin and Len, kid brother and sister and Megurine Luka, a 20-year-old woman who can sing both in English (or rather Engrish ^^””) and Japanese. Megurine was released on Jan 30 this year!

You’ve all heard regular speech synthesizer’s, right? You think this is going to sound like crap? Think again…

First off, an original composition, vocals by Hatsune Miku:

Followed by Megurine Luka’s Demo song:
It’s sounds really oriental and beautiful.

And last but not least Kagamine kids:
I really like this song, it’s cute, has a great beat and tune and funny lyrics. (I left this one bigger, so you’d see the lyrics.

Yes, they sound synthetic but I think the fact that they are supposed to sound like singers from the future covers that fact up nicely. All in all, I’m amazed. And scared at the same time. I mean, things that I thought would take hundreds of years when I read the books, are actually happening right here and now and I can be a part of it all. It’s wonderful and scares the **** out of me at the same time.

♥
H

P.S. Vocaloid’s official site

EDIT: After looking into it a lot more, it seems that there are a lot more Vocaloids. The ones I posted here and from Vocaloid 2 Character series. The first series vocaloids weren’t as flexible.

Tuba on nii segamini, et ma liigun ainult suurte hüpetega.

Meil kõigil on kõrged ideaalid.

Aga lõppude lõpuks oleme me kõik ainult inimesed. Mis tõlkes tähendab “põrgusse ideaalid”.  Hah!

Ja kui te arvate, et ma olen eriliselt kibestunud ja küüniline, siis te eksite. Viimasel ajal ma lihtsalt näen üha selgemalt. Nii kristalse, otse jäise selgusega kõike seda, mis on inimeseks olemine. Justkui seisaksin ma selle kõrval, mitte otse ta leegitsevas südames. Ja see selgus… teeb mulle nalja ja samas annab südamerahu.

Ja ometi ei piisa sellest oma personaalsest väikesest põrgust väljaronimiseks. Kuid kes olengi mina, et oma kehakeemiale vastu astuda?

♥
H

My strawberry juice!

It looks like chemicals, smells like chemicals and tastes like… real strawberrys picked right off the bush!! It’s so amazing… it’s not “strawberry flavoured”, it really is strawberry!!

My Panasonic “Ear Candy” earplugs

The funny part at the top that looks like it’s about to break actually goes all click-click-click and you can attatch it to your clothes and stuff. And they look really pretty!! And feel great! And the material has that kind of texture that I just adore and like to feel all the time… :P

I am Hana-chan.
I hope we will have a wonderful time together!

*bows*

And here’s a little extra to my introduction:
This song is so cute! I’m addicted. It already wakes me up in the morning.

♥
Hana-chan