I want them. Now.

Going to see these guys in an hour or two. This picture was taken in (the spring of?) 2001, so it’ll soon be the 10th anniversary of my fandom!

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Arrived to Cardiff today and met up with Martyn in the city. Came over to his place, had a couple of glasses of red wine & hamburgers, then lazied around until the afternoon. Took a nice walk in the park (I LOVE the park!), had a nice cup of Nero coffee while Mart had a leaking cup of banana-something juice, which he actually couldn’t drink after all. So it ended up on the table, chairs and finally, some of it into Jo’s mouth.

Yes I think these details concerning our beverages were very interesting and relevant.

After that the two of them abandoned me in front of CIA to queue to John Mayer‘s gig. Seemed hopeless, but when the line started moving, in only took 5 minutes to get in. And I got close to the stage too!

Hilights of the gig: Belief, absolutely. Stop This Train. John’s fooling around looking goofy, speeches & jokes, the fun backup singer ladies and well, most of the evening. Just awesome. Oh! And Ellie Goulding, the warm-up act. I listened to some of her songs before leaving home and didn’t like them much but dammit! I just couldn’t help loving her. Amazing singer, fun personality, good live show.

But Mayer, oh. I still can’t believe I got to see him play live OR that the gig is now actually over and I’m not sure if I’m ever gonna see him play again.. as I updated my Twitter account:

I feel it coming. I can sense it. It’ll hit me like a ton of bricks floating on a hurricane. The post-gig depression.

Spent the night at the Stansted airport, arrived to Dublin early yesterday morning. Lots of walking, a photo exhibition (Witness to War), streets, parks.. an afternoon hockey game at a pub with Kirsi & a few others. Cider in pitches. Fun. I love this country so so so.

All taken with cellphone, so quality a bit so and so. Well, anyway!

OH, forgot to blog about THIS.

See, he’s looking at me. Looking at me! It’s love (which means he thinks I’m a guy). Some of the photos can be found in a gallery shaped page here. I saved some on my computer and will never give them away.

There was also a photo article on Kaista. In Finnish.

..I am going to be productive. Creative. Hard-working. Inspirational to lots of people. Kind to all living creatures. I will never be jealous, never lie or cheat, never complaint about anything. I will MAKE. THINGS. HAPPEN.

In this life, I’m just going to be lazy and skip some of those things. Maeh.

I also wrote this on my new Tumblr account. I have no idea why I registered. It’s like I can’t resist these things. Heavens help me..

Went to see Happoradio on Saturday. Came home yesterday around six pm. How is it that seeing these guys causes a longer journey than just the concert night? I have no idea. Yet it keeps happening time after time. Not that I mind, usually these trips are so much fun there’s plenty to laugh about for weeks and months afterwards. Singing a karaoke version of a song to someone who wrote & performed it, for example, is fun.

So, home now, spending some quality time with Einari. Tarja finally made it home (she was stuck in Thailand for a bit longer than she planned, the volcanic ash thingy) and is now at Harakka. I should be doing other work stuff at home right now, but not getting much done.. a pile of videos, photos, writing waiting for my attention.

Better eat something and maybe watch some Smallville. Catching up to do. After that.. well, at least I’ll try to do things I should be doing.

Oh, and I might get to take photos of Adam Lambert!!!! Huzzah! A friend of mine needs photos for their site, and promised to try & get me to what he calls the “ass-pinching range”.

The hills of Hollywood

I started crying once, watching a documentary from Madagascar. It wasn’t sad, it was just so beautiful I couldn’t take it. But honestly, what I really couldn’t take was the fact that I wasn’t there myself, right at that moment. Or couldn’t believe I’d ever get there, anyway.

Right now, I also dream of living in Dublin or Cardiff for a year or so. Work with guys I see on Animal Planet, stalking lions the savanna, learning about them, sleeping in tents, taking photos, oh, taking a million photos. Spending two months in a jungle just waiting and waiting and waiting to see a glimpse of a wildcat. Seeing the Yellowstone bears go fishing in the spring.

I also miss California so much it hurts. Yes, I only spent 10 days over there and half of it in an air-conditioned luxury car, but I still miss it, genuinely. I think it was the weather and nature I loved the most, but also the sea and everything about the cities I’ve seen on tv and in the movies. The feeling of actually being there. The stuff you’ve watched on tv for most of your life.

But the nature. Big Sur, the small cities along Highway 1 – and I just realized I haven’t even shared the photos from our trip. Oh well, it’s only been two years…

Anyway, getting sidetracked here. The reason I started writing this whole thing was the self-loathing I’m feeling right now. Why? Because I can’t get anything done. Like saving money, actually making an effort to get to these places, to do things I really really want to do. I spend time on things I shouldn’t be spending it on, when I could be using it to do something that would help me gain things in the future. I’m WASTING my time, and I’m slowly running out of it. Maybe I’m having this good ol’ not-a-teenager-anymore crisis, I don’t know. I’m just panicking.

(Like Thom Yorke would put it: “I’m not living, I’m just killing time” or “I wish it was the sixties, I wish I could be happy
I wish, I wish, I wish that something would happen”..)

And secondly, what I’m most ashamed of, is this endless discontent. I hate people who complaint about things they don’t have. I’ve just recently realized I’m one of them! I am so sorry, friends. I’ll try to pay attention to these things more in the future. I have so much I should be thankful of, I have so much more than most of the people in the world.

Why isn’t it enough? Well, it just isn’t. I can’t stop myself from wanting more, so I’ll just keep dreaming, no matter how much it hurts.

But what I really need to do is shut up about it already. And DO SOMETHING.

From Poets of the Fall:

Unfortunately we are forced to cancel at least Thursday’s gig on MS Isabella. Marko has inflammation of the larynx + high fever, which in practice means he has no voice at all.

Fri & Sat are still open, but at the moment it doesn’t look too good. Our deepest apologies, we were really looking forward to these gigs. We hope we can play on the sea at a later date! Stay tuned.

Aww. We girls were actually excited to spend 3 days on a boat, although in normal circumstances it would be a nightmare. But, you know. When you love someone / a group of someones..

Picture taken at Klubi / Tampere last Thursday. More coming up soon at their photo gallery.

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