My head is full of snot

and I'm feelin' so sexy y'all.

One of my dearest friends gave a birth at about 7.30 p.m in Tampere University Hospital.





Congratulations Vivi and Juho ♥

Just springed on mind

during the vibe of Huoratron: I can't stand these memories of the mentioned artist's gig at Beach Party, Qstock, when a fan girl mood slipped on quite boisterously and like it wouldn't be rather funny to watch enough - and to listen - I was suffering from infernal feeling which wouldn't be cured even with the most massive repair set, when last night's sleep stayed insignificant.
My stamping was subsequently a little bit cumbersome, and bigger men's continuing jostling - or suspiciously dancing man admiring my bottom behind me - didn't help at all.
But luckily I had Heli darling with me, who got me stand, as well the I-discerned-a-massive-dick-sticking-out-of-your-forehead-and-even-when-that-person-clearly-tries-to-spoil-our-party-that-won't-be-a-success-at-all-push-yourself-into-that-next-lake- dance.

Raised Fist was allthough a bit fumbling experience when I couldn't manage my pitting, thanks to still predominating, outstanding dizzyness. When my eyes were splaying Oulu - Kajaani, I didn't notice Jenni and also Heli disappeared, and I was spinning among the pit, pushing probably the peace officers too.

Also, trip to Tampere week ago went at least great, I was so happy to meet Viviana for a long time, and she looked so sweet with Väiski and Juho. I felt so like home, and I was delighted and smiling all the time. Unfortunately Henna didn't get to see me, but we have plenty of time left.

And now when we got to this subject:
I accidentally told on Facebook about this thing I intend to reveal as late as one or two weeks before it actually happens.
So it's the same to tell it here too and here it goes:
I'm moving to Tampere in a month and I'm at least excited! I've been considering about moving away from Oulu for a long time, and now when I can't find a reason for molding in here anymore, I decided to finally do something about it, pack my things and go. And I'm in that point of life when changes are just freshing and usually more than worthwhile.

I alrealdy found a cute apartment near the Center so now I'm just going to hold my thumbs up for that.
It would be awesome too if I'd put all the extra junk for sale to Secondhand Store as soon as possible, not one week before moving....

You can find from that picture the bag I found from town square flea market(which is only two times in a year), I'm in love.

And the climax: I've been looking for example for a scanner and a printer for a while, and guess what: when father moved to Helsinki over a year ago, he left some stuff for us he wouldn't need anymore. But no-one told me that he left also a scanner which includes  a printer which prints fine photos too.
I found also a VHS player, loudspeakers for my laptop, bigger loudspeakers, CD player which matches to above-mentioned and a regular mouse which is relieving when I hate that contact bank thingy.

Not to mention that Kumikameli is playing at Tampere this month, and that happens to be one of the must-see bands in Finland! Now I need to decide between a new tattoo and that gig.

Quick post

Say hello to mechanically separated chicken. It’s what all fast-food chicken is made from—things like chicken nuggets and patties. Also, the processed frozen chicken in the stores is made from it.
Basically, the entire chicken is smashed and pressed through a sieve—bones, eyes, guts, and all. it comes out looking like this.
There’s more: because it’s crawling with bacteria, it will be washed with ammonia, soaked in it, actually. Then, because it tastes gross, it will be reflavored artificially. Then, because it is weirdly pink, it will be dyed with artificial color.
But, hey, at least it tastes good, right?

Enjoy your dinner.

One important rule in life:

Unless you heard something from the person directly or witnessed it yourself, don’t even try to believe people out there. This world is full of those who don't really care how much corruption they actually cause to other people.

There's a name for your attitude if it's about believing everything you hear: naivety.

Look at my horse, my horse is amazing

At the consequence of night time inspiration: two must-fulfill tattoo designs. Waiting for money situation to be cured, then!

I've been dreaming about a surrealistic tattoo which one's theme'd be eyes, and this second design consists both more than well. From another design I'm going to reveal only that there's a bird. And no, nothing like traditional old school swallow but something completely different.


On monday I intended to only get my cigarettes from Melanie's place but instead we went to Kuluma. Also I was happy to meet Taneli after a long time and it was sweet to hear that from Taneli first.
I don't know if it was Joni's or Melanie's idea, but soon there was a great bowl of punch- which tasted like heaven. And it was made by Mr. Horse:
(both by Melanie)

Sadly you can't see from the pictures that charming dance he performed.
I should spend more time there even when it's kinda expensive because - I must admit - that it's the best bar you can find in Oulu. (Including best drinks)

Also there are going to be big changes in my life, but I'm going to give only small hints gradually until it happens. I want it to be a surprise for most of the people.

Are you a beer

One of the most common problem in relationship between man and a woman:
Woman tries to help. Even when it's really not needed. Man feels himself helpless. Woman doesn't understand and tries to fix things. Consequences: Fight which is not really going anywhere because normally either one understands why they're actually fighting when a typical procedure of man and a woman is that woman's necessity is to try help and fix and perfectise everything- and the man wants to make it on his own (if you've ever heard about that saying "how many miles a man have to walk before he admits that he's lost").

I have to say that both are annoying.

World of Warcraft

I went to Noora's housewarming party yesterday, and instead of partying like a maniac, I had a long, deep conversation with Bubba, which made me realize and accept things I've blocked before.
And V-P improvised a great musical show with someone's acoustic quitar, thanks to him too.
Also I bumped into childhood friends of mine, but was so puzzled I didn't say hi. They've become really good-looking - and seemingly smart too- and that might have something to do with it. Should I say, a: "wow-experience."

I forgot the last gig of Funksons before their new album comes out - or actually thought it's today - so I missed it, but I'm not as irritated as I could be. Until releasing I'm vibing the old material and be bitter in secret.
Now I'm going to focus on music nostalgia including Camel's whole output- and coffee spiced with a little bit of brandy.
I think it's the time of cheers then, let's see if I find something more thoughful to say during the evening.

Come with me where the birds fly

I've felt so much better than in a couple of weeks when things got fixed. Not like I haven't tried but sometimes you just keep running against a wall.
Also, one remarkable thing is to remember that no-one's actually mean for spreading bad feeling - they just try to make themselves feel better.

Especially in Autumn I love to spend some time by myself - just like the past week, with good music and large amounts of coffee and tea, holding pen resolutely on the sketchpad, waiting for inspiration to arrive.
But most importantly I got some time to really take a look at things more closely. That's what happens when you depart from company for awhile, and for me it just makes profit in every way. I need this occasionally, so that I have enough strength to continue normally, with a clear head.

(ballpoint pen, a4)

The reason why I'm proud is not because of the works but that I had almost half a year lasting break and now I'm back in business, luckily.

Sometimes I ask myself: Do I really have to pretend to enjoy one's company because another person interested insists? Or take in all the unnecessary picking with the fear of getting truely insulted. I would not classify myself as a too kind person, but in some situations I honestly do not know how to act.
Of course it would be a completely different situation if there wouldn't be an acquiantance in the question.

O-hoi

First things first:


Hola, I'm Pieta- also known as Pipe, from time to time a pretty lazy bohemian from Oulu, Finland.
Instead of posting pictures of my clothing everyday, I'm going to focus more on my thoughts and what I do- from arts to DIY accomplishments and how's my life on the whole.
Keywords might be spontaneity, intuition and freedom. Also little pleasures in life and at times slightly provoking.
I rather concentrate on this moment and develope- instead of getting stuck in the past.

Not to forget that feedback is always welcome, was it positive or not. And of course, new ideas and I love to find out who's following me.

Until next time.

Cheers!
~ Pipe