21st of February 1973

It's my birthday today! Got a message from my mother and a lovely card from my friend Piia, who lives in New York. She's an amazing friend, extremely talented in many ways, doing her PhD in Rutgers University in New Jersey (the armpit of America...or The Garden State, whatever...) Thank You, Pikezi! Dreaming of the New York City winter!
The e-card she sent was from the online version of Helsingin Sanomat, the biggest newspaper in Finland. There I found something so totally hilarious I might spend the whole morning with; Mr Fastfinger's Guitar School!!!

Mister Fastfinger has a little pervy sound in his name, but he's quite good with his axe anyway! Made me totally wake up and smile!!!

Smiles are something that I seem have forgotten lately. Sometimes in our own sorrow and despair we get so self centered and ignore all the good things that are in fact in our lives, surrounding us every day! I've got a job, I am healthy (yeah the throat's fine now!), got a few really really close, dear friends and heaps of kind acquaintances...Really there are many important things in my life that I can't complain about! But why do I feel this way? What if I was born somewhere tropical, would I still have the melancholy mind? How much does it actually mean to what kind of surroundings a person is being born? Hearing samba instead of humppa could have made me more hilarious? There is something dark and mysterious in the dna of the Finns, our heritage comes from the forests of the Ural Mountains. Guess it tells a lot about us...

I'm already addicted to Sudoku's! Yes! When I was in Paris my dear friend showed me how to solve them, I was sweating and swearing for my first one for a few minutes and then, HEUREKA! It opened to me like the doors to the Mall! Come in and make yourself comfortable! Now you can forget all the dull shit and let your brain work on something else! (Ok, shopping ain't free. In fact, I am waiting quite anxiously for my Visa-bill from my trip to France)