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New layout, again. I’ve been quite obsessed with Harry Potter, even more so after I received my order from Amazon.co.uk, including both HP movies, which I indeed hadn’t owned before. So, I’ve been doing nothing but watched DVD’s really, and my day off, Friday, went entirely to lying in bed just lazying around with th DVD-player rolling. Other than the HP movies I finally got Pirates of the Caribbean, Underworld (I know, it’s not superb but it’s good entertainment), Emma (which I haven’t been able to find in Finland at all), and our all time favorite with Pal, Bring It On. That one outdoes all the other teen movies. The package also included the box-set soundtrack’s for the Lord of the Rings-films, Audioslaves “Audioslave” cd, and Static-X’s “Shadow Zone”. Pal can’t stop raving about them, I think they’re fine. She got really obsessed after the Korn consert, and blames me for turing her from a pop-lover-fanatic into a rock-chick. Really, you should see the glares she throws me (while blissfully listening to rock-music). I also got the Tales from the Perilious Realms by JRR Tolkien in the same series I have the rest of his books in. I haven’t found it in Finland in the Harper Collins black paper-back edition, though, I might’ve if I’d looked harder. Well, I was shopping online and came across it while buying the OST’s for the movies. There y’go.

So, The Prisoner of Azkaban premiere’s is in a week and a half. I KNOW! It’s HORRIBLE! I’m being TORTURED by stupid Finns who can’t be bothered to get any movies during the sumemr season. I’m really excited, by all I’ve heard, I’m sure it’ll be the best one yet. And I used to be one of them who LOATHED THE ENTIRE IDEA of filming the books into movies. So there you go. Then I flew to Greece and was forced to watch the first movie on the plane. Go figure. And now, eating my words, I am.

My new domain is in good process of soon being done for opening, so you’ll just have to bare yourself another day or two. I’m really excited about this one.

I bought another domain.

More info later.

(Don’t I just love keeping you people in suspense? *evilgrin*)

Korn’s concert on Monday on Hartwall Arena was AWESOME! Somehow, I always find an excuse not to get online, though, so I haven’t had a chance to update earlier. Static-X was the warm-up act, and though I haven’t heard much of their music, I really enjoyed them as well. Pal told me that we HAVE to get their newest album. I told her better collect the Korn ones we still don’t have first.

I got my paycheck on Tuesday, unfortunately not earlier, so I only could bum 40 euros from mum, which I spent on a T-shirt and earplugs (figures we forgot something we realized finally at the stadium). We had excellent seats, right on the opposite side of the stage, so though a bit far away, we had a straight view of everything around us.

Alas, the concert had to end sometime, and we left in a kind of euphora. The hour and half they played was definitely enough, though, (eventhough I felt a kind of disappointment knowing it was the end,) ’cause I felt a headache coming on after all the headbanging. It was awfully hot inside the stadium as well, so when everyone left you could see the sweat dripping all over the place. Lovely.

Well, anyway, I’ve again realised that life’s meaningless again. Everything is pointless. Let me tell you when you know life is meaningless:

• you have no ambitions
• you don’t know what you want to do
• you don’t want to do anything
• you know there’s nothing that can make you feel otherwise

and regarding other people:

• when a friend tells you something it doesn’t interest you
• when a friend wants to discuss tabloids or rumours or something scandalous another friend did, you’re all “Who the hell cares?” (especially since it’s got absolutely nothing to do with you, it’s none of your business, and you knowing about it doesn’t change a thing)
• nothing anyone says moves you in one or another direction

Yeah, I’m kind of unhappy, again. My work makes me miserable, I have nothing to look forward to, my life’s basically done. And everything seems so shallow, and I get mad at myself for being happy when reading a book or playing on my playstation or something as meaningless. I wish I could just stop being a prick about things and move on, nothing to see here. But I tend to dwell on things. A lot.

Thanks to everyone who commented, and plugs to those who commented on my previous post: Johanna (I fixed the Todd Gaines fanlisting, and the funny thing is, I have absolutely no idea of how long it hasn’t been working! Nobody told me before you did!), and Alx, who made me remember it’s more important to be alive than have your car in a million pieces. Especially, since we have a NEW ONE! Thanks!

Oh yeah, Ashke.nu is ripe and old at the age of 3 years, which we celebrated (quietly) at the end of last month. We’ve come a long way, baby!