Amoena lurves technology... or something

I’ve been a lazy blogger lately. And lazy with everything else too. Right now I should be working on a big school project but I feel like sipping tea and blogging instead.

J.R’s been working at Alternative Party and I've had to spent a lot of time alone. And I have to confess that I suck at it... I have just waited for him to come home. I simply don’t function without him so I have been a lot less productive than usually. And it bothers me a bit since I should have done like million things during this weekend.

Anyway. Yesterday J.R. suggested that I should buy HP Mini-Note since they are selling them with a very low price tomorrow and he's able to queue it for me. And after that he pointed out how I’m the biggest geek in our household since I already have two laptops, a communicator, a fairly new cell phone and I’m planning to get my third laptop when he only has one small laptop and he's happy with it.

But I really don’t think that the amount of gadgets makes you a nerd. Even when you know how to use them and use them a lot. I have covered this subject before and I remember that I came to conclusion that the only thing that makes you a nerd is passion towards everything nerdy.

And I has it.

But I just like to take an advantage of technology. For example I’m currently writing this with my communicator since it allows me to write comfortably on our retro armchair. And the other reason is that since we don't have wlan, I can't surf the web while writing. It sure helps to keep my mind focused on blogging.


Just me, a cup of tea and my communicator. The perfect setting for blogging.

And I use my Nokia 6111 cell phone as a blogging tool too. I don’t really make phone calls (only rarely to my mother) or anything else you’re supposed to do with a phone. My phone is my camera and I take pictures pretty much on a daily basis. I photograph our crochet projects, school stuff, people I’ve met, things I want to blog about... And I know that the pictures I take are a bit LQ since my camera is not super. But the camera function is easy and fast to access and that's the only thing that matters. I don't take pictures to make my blog more artsy. I take pictures to show things and to share information.

And I love my Asus laptop. Yes. It has Vista and all the Vista problems. But it runs FL Studio and Adobe Illustrator, it works and it’s mine. The only down side is that it’s too large and heavy to carry with you just for fun. That’s why I want a mini laptop, so I could take it to school and to Viiala for the shortest visits without breaking my back.

And then there is my first laptop, Acer TravelMate (you can see it in the picture above). It works like shit. It’s like big and heavy, gets hot when you use it and makes an awful noise. But it has an emotional value. So little while ago J.R. installed Debian (though this is not 100% fact, this is just what I recall from our conversations) to it so it would at least boot really fast. And I assume it does now. Anyway. It is going to be placed on our kitchen table so I could IM and blog while we crochet... So it's going to be in use again as soon as we get everything set.

Umm... So I guess that in a way I love technology and I'm not afraid to use it as much as I need it. It makes blogging easier. And my life is blogging so I guess it makes my life easier too. And that's cool. And all nerds are cool, even though that claim has pretty much nothing to do with this post.

Imaginary amnesia

I’ve been inspired by my sister’s (she's got back home from the hospital, by the way) amnesia lately. I started to wonder how would it be if I’d lost my memory now and I would have to learn again who I am. What would I think about myself? Would I like my life?

I guess I would like my home. Our apartment is fairly new and in a very good condition. And we have enough space for both of us. I think I would also like the way our home is decorated. Nothing too fancy but oh so cosy. I would also smile for the extraordinary decoration items that we have many.

And I would definitely like my choice of a boyfriend. I would fall for him all over again and it wouldn't even take long. It didn't matter back then that I didn't knew anything about him and I think it wouldn't matter now either. And I would totally congratulate myself for scoring a younger guy.

My sister couldn’t remember what kind of clothes she used to wore. I wonder if she was happy with her wardrobe once she got to discover it. I’m not sure if I’d be 100% happy with my so called style. It lacks personality. I just wear black tops and blue jeans day after day. But I would love my scarf and pendant earrings collections. That’s for sure.

My family. I would be sorry to realize that I don’t really keep in touch with them. I’ve always said it’s because I live so far away from them and because my sisters treat me like an alien. But I could do more. I could call them once in a while instead of waiting for my mom to call every Sunday.

I would probably be surprised to find out that I’m studying Business Information Technology in Laurea. That’s pretty low. But I guess I would cope with it after a while. I’m not saying that I don’t like my school. I just think that I could have done better. But at least I’m studying something I’m truly interested in and I could be good at. And my school is nice and I have some cool classmates too.

I guess I would be a bit shocked at first to find out how little friends I have. But my shock would vanish quickly after finding out how great all my friends are. Hannes for example is just super, he’s like my gay best friend.

I think that all in all I would be happy with my life. Why wouldn’t I be? I have everything I need. A little while ago I found a list of things I would like to change in my life. I remember writing it like years ago. And I was surprised to find out that I had made all those chances.

Life just seems to find its ways.

EDIT: Hannes wanted me to clear out that he's not gay. He's just like my gay best friend.

Blogging with a communicator

I got a new toy! J.R. said that I can use his old Nokia communicator for blogging purposes. I told him earlier today how I always get the best blogging ideas when I'm at school and unable to blog. I just don't know how to write by hand anymore... Anyway. Of course I have considered buying a smaller laptop (or mini PC to be more precise) but that still wouldn't solve the blogging problem. Working with a laptop at my school doesn't offer any privacy. We use auditoriums and very intimate class rooms. And I'm really uncomfortable with the idea of writing down my thoughts when someone next to me or behind me can read every word. I never let anyone see my unedited text.

But this communicator on the other hand... This has a qwerty keyboard, a decent text editor and a big(ger) screen. And yet this is small so I can take this out whenever I want and write whatever I want without anyone being able to read it. And this is so discreet that I can blog during the boring lectures without the teacher noticing. One blogging problem solved.


I like the fact this communicator has patina. These things shouldn't look brand new anyway.

Every word in this post is written with a communicator (still slowly) and later edited with PC. I think this companionship could actually work. I just need to learn to use this communicator thingy actively.

7 facts about me

I got tagged by Sunnie Fairy! Here are the rules:

1. Link to your tagger and list these rules on your blog.
2. Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog - some random, some weird.
3. Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blog.
4. Let them know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

And here are the seven facts about me:

1. I get depressed when it rains. And it doesn't even matter how much it rains or if I have to go outside or not.

2. My favorite food is chicken with peanuts and sliced bananas.

3. I use J.R's Assembly 2007 T-Shirts as nightgowns.

4. I always check the closets when I'm using other people's bathrooms. I'm just so curious.

5. I'm the one wearing the trousers in our household. (And J.R. is OK with that.)

6. I have drank coffee twice since my childhood.

7. My mom calls me every Sunday. And after her call I text message with my friend Ossi who's doing his military service. These are the two things that make my Sundays to feel like Sundays.

OK. Now it's my turn to tag people. I don't even know seven bloggers... I guess I just tag Elina and Pete.

You're tagged.

What's my age again?

I visited my parents again. My godson has his birthday party and I actually took part twice. So maybe next year I can skip his birthday. They are always giving him so noisy toys, they make my head ache. Don't the toy makers think about the parents at all? Or the hearing? Anyway. The cake was decent.

I also visited my big sister who's in a hospital. She's been there over a week now. She had encephalitis but she's so much better now. And she's going to be fine, she just can't remember certain things. It's really weird actually since she seems so normal. She told us that the doctor said she might never remember again the things she had forgotten. But luckily she had only forgotten small things. She remembered us, her family, her boyfriend and all her friends, perfectly well. She remembered a lot about her life in general. But then the little things were a bit lost. For example she remembered having Facebook friends even though she couldn't remember what Facebook was. And she remembered that In Flames used to be her favorite band but when she listened to it, she couldn't recognize the songs. So she was really lucky. There was another girl in the same room with encephalitis and she couldn't even remember where she lived and she had completely forgotten her boyfriend. That's like serious memory loss.

Fairy godmother... in the future maybe

Today is my official birthday. I'm getting old, for real. Soon I'll be like thirty and then I could be dead as well. I'm not so keen on this whole aging thing. Anyway. I'm really happy that I have gotten myself a younger boyfriend. Older boyfriend would keep me only younger-looking, but younger boyfriend will keep me young. Though J.R. is not that much younger and I'm not so much older either. He turned 20 years old earlier this year.

My godson's birthday is on Saturday and his family is having a small party. They have thrown him a birthday party every year, but this is the first time I'm actually going to be there. I guess I have been a very bad godmother. But I hope that in the future I will be the cool aunt who lives in the city and takes them, my godson and my niece, to the zoo and let them live at my place if they want to go to a bigger high school. My own aunt did all that for me, but unlike her, I actually have quite likable personality. So I guess my godson and niece could actually like spending time with me when they're older.

"No colors anymore, I want them to turn black"

My favorite color is black and I wear it on a daily basis. Pretty much all my tops are black; I have black t-shirts, black tank tops, black jerseys, black long-sleeved shirts... Only my jeans are blue. And J.R. likes to wear black too. Even more than I do, I guess, since he's wearing it head to toe. Sometimes I think that wearing black is like some kind of uniform for nerds.

Anyway. On a laundry day our bathroom looks like this:



It looks like a funeral procession of clothes. Depressing.

Amoena's birthday party

Yesterday we celebrated my 22th birthday (my real birthday is not until Wednesday). Ossi was the first guest to come and he wanted to give his present to me right away. He gave me new stuffed animal to put in our refrigerator. Yes. We have stuffed animals on our fridge.


Last Christmas I got a stuffed toy cow from my work and I didn't knew where to put it. My fridge looked empty so I put it in there. And it's been living in our fridge ever since.


And now he can chat with the panda when the door is closed. He's no longer lonely.

I got other presents as well. Hannes gave me a puzzle game in case of we get bored of crocheting. It was a really difficult one, with skyscrapers and a big blue sky. I'm not sure if Hannes is a good friend or not... Julia gave me Irish Coffee set for four, but she said that she thought they would be perfect for glögg too. And I like glögg. And J.R. gave me a book I have been wanting to read.

And we ate some chocolate cake that J.R. had baked the day before. He was really excited about the cake and I think he did a really good job. I'm not an expert on chocolate cakes but it was delicious for sure. He also baked banana cake but that was not as big of a project as the chocolate cake. And I made some feta-olive muffins but I think I put too much salt in them.


My boyfriend cooks and crochets... and bakes chocolate cakes. Are you like envious?

I'm running out of words now. I surely had fun and I think the others were enjoying as well. But since we mostly just goofed around, there is not much to blog about.

Introducing some new amigurumis

Say "hello" to my new amigurumi friend! His name is Bärtil the Bear and I just got him finished. The inspiration came from Imaginary Wardrobe; Riikkael mixed two patterns and I did the same. The body pattern is from Crochetville forum and the head is from Animeko pattern. Riikkael crocheted a cute red hoodie for his bear, but since I'm not that talented, I decided to crochet some autumn accessories instead.

Hmm... I think I did well with the body, but the face could be better. It sucks that I don't have any big plastic doll eyes. I only have small ones and they were way too small for this bear. Plastic eyes would have made the difference. I'm quite happy with the beret too since I crocheted it without a pattern. And I'm not good at improvising, especially when it comes to crocheting.


He looks a bit stiff. Maybe he could relax a bit.


The tail is my own creation. I wanted my bear to have one.


My bear is like me, always wearing a scarf.


I could wear this beret too. Maybe I should crochet one for myself?

J.R. crocheted a hippo. It looks quite small in the picture, but don't get fooled. He's climbing on a very big book. The pattern is from BitterSweet.


This hippo is doing some heavy reading.