23:41
I love Finland.
This is probably the only country where a high-ranking police officer can appear on TV and straight-facedly say he thinks Traffic teaches us we need to start fighting the WSOD harder and prosecute all pot smokers. *sigh* Glad to see we have intelligent and open-eyed people in charge of things.
As if frustration with dumbasses on television wasn't enough, the good old Finnish military once again sent me a draft notice and traditional propaganda material. But this is the last time, no more extension for me. Civil service, here I come! Choosing between spending 13 months working or spending 6-12 months in a boot camp being pushed around by half-wits just so I can die for Finland in case a war breaks out.. well, "ain't no choice at all". No offense to anybody who did their time in the army, it is (or at least should be) a personal decision for us all.
Warning:
the following bit is one of those ramblings which are completely pointless.
Today was one of the rare occasions when I somehow managed to enjoy my work. This is because lately it has really felt like work.
It's hard to explain, but I get the best feeling out of my job whenever I feel like I'm a part of something important. When I started on the company, it was on the edge of even qualifying for the "company" title. While we're still a tiny business with no fame things have evolved greatly in the 1.5 years. At the beginning it felt like I was just spending my free time at an office instead of my home, with a faster connection and pairs of eyeballs on my back. Nowadays it often manages to feel like real work. Sometimes it is stressful, other times exciting.
At least I haven't lost my knack for slacking off.
On the lighter side of things, here's a loose translation of a rather strange bit of SMS conversation between a friend and myself earlier today:
Friend:
Think about it.. What if there was a squirrel with the strength of a beaver?
Me:
In that case, a pine cone would not be enough.. It would have to eat the entire pine tree.
I still don't know what the
hell that was about. His
weekend partying spree probably stretched more than usual.