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Tuesday, October 02, 2007
Good stuff or bad stuff? Good stuff?
- being evacuated from a tube station and arriving 45 min late to work- a massive spider calmly walking across my bedroom floor- a song on my ipod making me want to cry- coming back from holiday
Posted at 12:15 am by Jonna
 |  |  | Name October 3, 2007 02:23 PM PDT
Excelent rules! I will let you know if I think of any other ones. But maybe they should be called "ideals" or "goals" instead of rules. I'm not a big fan of rules. |  |
  |  |  | j October 3, 2007 12:04 PM PDT
were you about to say you should both move to montreal? great minds, huh? i was just about to say the same thing..
i love awkwardness of any kind! and secret agent eco warriors sorting out the recycling in the dead of night.
rodney believed i don't care about what the peoples think and that i have no respect for norms and conventions if they fon't suit me. we should start up a club neo-mummo.
rule number 1:
it's important to make things yourself. no one else can make you some thing for you quite as well as you can, and subsequently no one can make a better gift for a friend than you can
rule number 2:
conventions are conventional and common sense is common. the doesn't mean that driving the wrong way down a one way street is a good idea, but that maybe admiring the moonlight from the middle of a usually busy empty road, while singing rather loudly and maybe even dancing is probaby woefully under-rated.
rule 3:
anything worth doing is worth doing well. get dressed splendidly, eat the best and tastiest when ever your belly tells you, sneeze triumphantly, sleep decadently, and so on and so forth.
rule 4 (and maybe not very typically
mummoish, but still very important)
nothing must be left undone due to fear. in fact fear is good enough reason in its self to do something. but not the "i don't want to step out in front of a bus" fear, more the "i would rather not as it tests my rather lazy limits " fear.
rule 5:
never ever take yourself too seriously. it's the silliest preoccupation going and will get you a wet willie or 5 full minutes of fart noised from any self respecting neo-mummi.
more rule sugestions? |  |
  |  |  | Jonna October 3, 2007 07:41 AM PDT
Hei ELina!! Mullakin on ikava sinua!! Minkalaisiin oikeisiin toihin alkaisit? Makin alan varmaan kohta etsia uutta tyopaikkaa. Samaa alaa luultavasti edelleen, mutta jotain vahan haastavampaa. Pysyisitko edelleen oulussa? (tiedat mita aion sanoa tahan! :) ) |  |
  |  |  | Elina October 3, 2007 06:14 AM PDT
Moi,
ihania kuvia.. ja loma... myöskin mahtavaa että oot palannu blogiin. Oon tässä aatellu et lopetan nää teatterihommat ja alan oikeisiin töihin. Kesään asti ajattelin sinnitellä, jos en sitä ennen löydä muuta. Mulla on sua ikävä. Voi hyvin. |  |
  |  |  | Jonna October 2, 2007 11:40 PM PDT
I went to Sardinia with a few girls from work. It was great, but you're right, kinda exhausting too. Going on holiday with someone who you don't know since forever can be a little scary. But it went really well. But now I'm tired :)
I remember you saying before that you like crying. Sometimes it can be relieving, but sometimes crying doesn't make me feel better at all. It's funny how in Finnish the are two different ways of saying "cry". "Itkeä" would be the storm or barf cry and "itkeskellä" would be some kind of continuous crying that doesn't really make you feel better. You do it and still feel miserable.
Great story about the old lady in the shopping cart. Old people are great. Specially ones that can't be bothered to act "normal" anymore and seem to be enjoying living outside the choking norms of whatever... Greg used to say that I'm already like an old lady, a "mummo". I like to think that he meant something like that. But I think he said it because of all the knitting I did in Finland :) |  |
  |  |  | j October 2, 2007 12:08 PM PDT
wow dude! where were you?? that first picture is beyond amazing!
it doesn't really sound like good or bad stuff. besides the evacuation, which is just sort of annoying.
spiders are good luck. i've decided.
and i kind of like crying. not that i do it all that often, but it's like a storm that has to pass. or barfing.
and coming back from holiday is great. they're so much work! exhausting! finally you can relax!
i saw this old dude pushing his old cripple wife down the street in one of those flat bottomed shopping carts like they have at ikea. she had a bunch of cushions and blankets under her and they both looked bemused and sort of charming. it was maybe the sweetest thing i've ever seen.
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- Finnish, live in London, like my job, climb walls, have loads of flatmates, cry at weddings, miss my family, like coffee (but get a bit hyper from caffeine), love music, miss winter, speak spanish, like flowers...
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