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28 February 2007
Bribed
I think they are trying to bribe me at work.
When I came to my office this morning there was a bunch of candy on my desk.
How weird isn't that?
Or maybe it is just because the company just changed name and they are getting rid of all the old commercial-candy with the old logo on them?
I think I'll go with the bribe-version. I am obviously so important to this company that they want me to stay and to feel comfortable at all cost.
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23 February 2007
Fountain Of Tears

A really, really, really good band.
Go check them out, and listen to their whole album streamed through the net here:
http://www.fountainoftears.com/fate_preview.html
Click away and enjoy!
Especially you Dankku!
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21 February 2007
Science And Religion
I want YOU to give me a parable/simile of science and religion.
You could e.g. say that science and religion are like a bickering old married couple.
Now, impress me with your wittyness!
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Wilbur Smith
You caught my interest again.
Thank you for that.
Still think the beginning of your book, Monsoon, sucks big times.
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20 February 2007
Wilbur Smith
I just started reading your book Monsoon, and so far I must say that I am not impressed.
Why do you insist on portraying the two 17-year old twins as two immature teenagers at the age of about 13, and their 13 year old brother as a nine or ten-year old?
I'm sure you will astound me with your wonderful language and impressive knowledge of ships, weapons, countries and other adventure-related stuff later on, but somehow you have got me doubting.
Why starting the book with portraying the main characters in such a poor way. You writing about 17 year old twins examin their balls for puberty-hairs and paying a maid to have sex with them just gives a very bad picture of you as a writer. A poor writer that comes of as nothing more than a perverted old man, dreaming weird dreams that should not have been put down on paper.
At least your language is ok, or maybe they just had a good translater when translating the book to Swedish.
And, yes, their older brother, that is supposed to be 24, also comes of as someone that just reached the age of 17.
I do hope that your book pics up soon, as for now it's rather poor and I can't understand how you have been able to publish as many books as you have.
If the book gets better within the next 20 pages I might think about finnishing it, or if someone actually recommends you as an author.
But if not, then no, I will not continue reading your book. It will end up on the flee-market.
And I will have you pay me the 7€ your book costed me.
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19 February 2007
That Was Fast

After finnishing the last page, and realizing that it was very late, I could only say wow.
Ok, then to continue with Wilbur Smith and see if it is as good.
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16 February 2007
Totally Horrifying

That, dear friends, is what a grown person needs for one meal.
Yes, a real meal.
Like lunch.
No, this is not a cruel joke.
This fact was presented to me today.
I'm gonna die from over-eating.
I mean, I eat like 35 times more than that in one eating-session.
My freakin' breakfast is huger than that!
Oh man, I'm gonna be so fat when I get older...
I won't fit through doors.
Why have we been created like this?
Why, I ask over and over again...
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Impression
I just read the blog of my sister-in-law, and she wrote that she had been thinking about the impression a blog gives about a person to another person.
In this case it was about people who visit other people's blogs, blogs that are written by people you know by face and maybe name. But who you really don't know anything about. And how you create an image of how that person is just by their blog.
I find that interesting.
That someone knows (about) me only through my blog.
To create an oppinion about another person through a media such as the internet.
I think we all know what I'm talking about, but does anyone really know where it will lead, and the consequenses of it?
How many people aren't already choosing the virtual indentity of the internet over their own personal development in real life, interacting with real persons?
Blah, old stuff. But anyway.
Hello I'm me, and I try to be me on the internet as well.
Hope you won't be dissapointed the day you meet me in real life.
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15 February 2007
Destined
I just thought that it was amazing that Dadde got the same feeling from reading "Out Of The Black Shadows" that I got.
That God has a specific plan for all of us. That if we just let ourselves be led by him and not struggle against him, and if we truly seek him with an honest and open heart, he WILL lead us as he want to.
I feel that this is so important.
Sometimes I get a feeling that a meet so many nervous, lost, and confused christians that are utterly worried that Gods plan for them will not be fulfilled and they seem to run around wasting all of their powers without getting anywhere.
I don't want to give people ideas that they should stands still for the rest of their lives, but I would like people to stop banging their heads against the wall just because they feel that they have to go 'somewhere'.
When God says go, then go.
And if he doesn't say go, you don't need to go becuase he is there with you. Right now.
Peace.
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14 February 2007
Focused
I believe that one has to be focused on certain things.
I mean, you can't read all the books ever written, you can't listen to all music ever written or composed.
I also believe that it is good to be open minded and not push away certain things, but to experience most things.
Even Paul chose to listen to pagan philosophers and authors.
Some say that especially metal fans are completely snowed in and narrow-minded when it comes to music.
This, as any other group of fans of a certain genre, is not at all true. But there is something to it, fans of metal are often quite focused on their own genre.
And to be able to create and complete something in this world and in this life, you have to concentrate and focus on something.
I guess that's why so many of the geniuses of history seemed to be rather odd or weird.
If you want to be focused on something you will need to be less focused on other things.
That's probably why so many über intelligent people doesn't exactly follow the up to date fashion of clothing.
I have a problem staying focused. I start out good and dig a bit, then I loose interest and move on.
I would like to really focus on something and do something great with it.
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13 February 2007
Biceps Brachii Quest

The biceps brachii is arguably the best known muscle, as it lies fairly superficially, and is often well-defined even in non-athletes. The muscle is popular amongst bodybuilders, and can grow quite large through weight training.
-Wikipedia
As I seem to have been created with minmal muscular structure I have decided to do a test.
During several periods in my life I have tried to work out, sometimes more intense and sometimes in a less intense way. But always with the same result. Which is none.
Even the times when I've been working as a construction worker, coming home each day with a body full of aking muscles, the result has been the same. None.
It feels like my muscles are incapable of growth.
So, now I have decided to do an experiment. I will focus on one single muscle, on both sides of course, and try to train it intensely and see if anything happens or if it just refuses to grow.
The muscle that will be the object for my test will be the Biceps Brachii, as it is, as stated above, "often well-defined even in non-athletes" and "can grow quite large through weight training", which means it would be the perfect muscle for such an experiment. If I can't get the Biceps Brachii to grow, then just about all training is useless in my case and I can just focus on running or swimming or things that just makes you feel better.
I have decided to try to keep somekind of journal on my blog that will follow the progress of this experiment.
Stay tuned and witness the failure or the success of my extremely interesting experiment.
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11 February 2007
The Cure To Reading
Yesterday, while me and Tanja strolled around on the city after being eating with her father, sister and brother, I decided to try to do something about my reading drought.
So we walked straight into the Finnish people's supplier of books, Suomalainen Kirjakauppa, and I started looking for something to read. It was hard, I felt the pressure of finding a good book. I had not bought a book for ages and now when I was going to buy one I felt the need to pic the perfect one.
After a while Tanjas nerves could not take it anymore and she told me to just grab something so that we could go already.
I did so, and what I grabbed was the following:
Montecore, En Unik Tiger (Montecore, A Unique Tiger) by Jonas Hassen Khemiri
Monsun (Monsooon(?)) by Wilbur Smith
Yes, I grabbed two books, not only one as was intended. The book by Wilbur Smith was on sale, so I fell for the commercial trap and bought it. It better be good, but it better not be better than the book by Khemiri, as I paid full price for that one.
After that we joined Dadde, who has a new blog that I will check out today and later link to, and Lola for a Milkshake. We went to Hesburger and bought expensive milkshakes. I bought banana flavor and it was drinkable, Tanja bought strawberry flavor and she didn't comment it, and Dadde&Lola bought chokolate and said it tasted awfull.
Now I'll just have to finnish the short book by Birger Skoglund - Äventyr i Nådens Dal (Adventures in the valley of mercy/grace), so I can get started on my new found books.
Maybe I can continue my book reading spree for a while longer?
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09 February 2007
About Books And Stuff
Sometimes I come upon a book that I read in an instant as it grabs me and I enjoy reading it so immensely. Then if I'm lucky I can read several books on that one thrill. And if the following books are good as well I can find my self on a reading spree, reading loads of books.
I just read three books in a row in a rather short time, they were:
Out Of The Black Shadows - Stephen Lungu
The Bookseller Of Kabul - Åsne Seierstad
101 Days - Åsne Seierstad
They were all fantastic. But now I'm stuck. I started reading a book about Desmond Tutu. It was called the fight for South Africa 1974-94 or something, not sure about the title.
I thought that it would be about Desmond Tutu, but it only contained his speeches and letters during that time, and even if they were interesting I just didn't find the motivation to read the whole book. I may finnish it some day, but not now.
After that I started reading Niagara! by Rolf Aggestam.
I read about 30 pages, then I decided to quit. The language is just too poetic and it doesn't take the story anywhere. It's probably a good book and it does bring forth some feelings, but it didn't grab me and I don't have the time or the energy to struggle through a book. It either grabs me or not, and if it doesn't, I just won't read it.
It's kind of like an advanced guitar solo, usually it's just the guitar fanatics and other guitar players that enjoy listening to such things. I don't like advanced guitar solos, not because they are advanced but for me they need a lot of feeling. I have nothing against advanced guitar solos with lots of feeling to them, but guitar solos aka Yngwie Malmsteen don't impress me at all.
While a gutiar solo by John Frusciante is muy mucho appreciated by me.
The same goes for books. Sometimes it feels like an author only writes for his fellow authors, showing off his skills in using the language, while us common, poor, stupid readers don't get much at all out of it.
There was a time when I looked down upon people who read cheap criminal-novels, but nowadays I understand them more. If the book has good language but still is easy to read then I probably will like it.
I want to be able to follow the story in a book even if my wife is talking to me at the same time, or if kids are playing around me, or if I'm eating at the same time.
I hate it when I've read two pages and then don't remember what actually happened during those two pages.
I like it simple and exciting.
I'm simple.
And enjoy reading.
Have a good day.
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