Mood: Feeling odd, confused and having a bad taste in her mouth

I got the 6th HP-book (The Half-Blood Prince) out of the local library about half a week after it had been published as the first to borrow it and finished it in 3 evenings. (I`m a slow reader, especially when readyng something not in my native language.) I must say I got a not so niceafter taste in my mout from that book. Perhaps I might be wrong, but at least I find it to be the same kind of let-down as the 3rd book was (..And especially its filmatization with the kids jumping around in the school in top fashion clothes when they`re supposed to wear their "uniforms"!)

If you haven`t read the book yet and don`t want the surprise get ruined, please stop now. I`m going to bark the story now. And obviously that will lead to that I must reveal some things from the book.

First of all, I found the Snape-twist somewhat unbelievable. After the 5th book`s "explanations" for Snape`s behaviour ("protecting" Harry) seemed like if forgotten/ignored or even washed away and replaced with the evil twists. Feels like last minute change when you change the right test answer to a wrong one, believing/fearing that you`ve mistaken on the first time. I can`t help feeling that the editors & publishers have been demanding certain major changes to ensure the maximum sales (That nuance was already seeable in 5th book.) although the author publisher & hardest fans probably denies everything and prepares to shoot and sue me for spreading such lies. (For those people, check the Blue Ribbon on the bottom of the page - I support free speech! An I have constitution law based right to say my opinions about things I want to talk. No offence meant.)

Another thing thing that leaves abad taste in my mouth about the book was the death of Dumbledore. Unnecessary! Pointless! The only meaning I can figure out was to release Harry to run after Voldemort and get himself killed. J.K. Rowling says she`s already written the last chapter which shall end the whole 7 book long Harry Potter -serie. I don`t know now yet what it is about but the odds are against Harry. Actually I expect him to die, even somewhat wish for that. Life sucks you know, and it certainly ain`t fair. But how a schoolboy can time after time beat a widely experienced and skilled wizard who`s gotten more experience and certainly has no sence of mercy, nor he doesn`t hesitate even to kill somebody. Surely Harry`s death would be just 1 death among all those he`s done, perhaps the grand final of his "career". Makes me kinda wish I would start to read Lady Foxfire`s HP tortures. "Harry Potter vs Voldemort" by Thanoodles shall speak for my feeligh pretty much.

Good thing I decided not to buy the book. Would be just waste of my .

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Mood:  celebratory

Please, change your bookmarks to point to www.modoclub.tk if they aren't yet. This internet address will directly take you to the new location of The Modo Fan Club. Homestead will bite dust, their awful wysiwyg editor writes too much of unnecessary code and they are negative towards FTP and the idea that you code yer pages with bare hands or by using different programs than their "award winning" editor. From Orgfree (www.orgfree.com) I could find finally a server which allows me to post also more adult tasted materials too and link to them too. (And that`s what most of the servers don`t accept.) I`ve been happy with their service this far but it requires that you can build your own pages without their help. Sure they offer some sort of WYSIWYG editor and HTML-notepad but the best solution is code it yourself and upload it then to their server with FTP. Fits me fine. Modo related fanworks can be sent to me to the address: modomasterREMOVE@CAPITALSjotti.org!

Pyry Comes

Mood: Delighted

27th of February, 2005 - just a few days after Pipsa`s death me and Vinnie II go to look for a new bunny. At 1 store we spotted an announcement where someone was wanting to sell their bunny because of the allergy that had appeared in the family. We drive to that place and find a vivid white furred boy bunny with brown spots and beautiful blue eyes. his name was pyry and after a little discussion, Pyry was lifted into a box we had with us and we started to drive back home. Everybody at my and Vinnie II`s place were then wondering his vividity and curiosity. He was quickly leaping out of the box and we had brought Raisa to get to meet him but we had to start protect her from the h###y male. Poor Raisa withrew to the deepest corner under my stairs to get to safe from him. She had spent the past few days looking miserable and clearly missing her sister.

After a few days my mom came to see the new bunny (she had been angry with me for that I had went to buy a new bunny.) and we tried a new meeting between Raisa and Pyry, now when they had had a chance to get used to each other in the separate cages right next to each other. Raisa was again withdrawing to a corner but not so bad as on the previous time. Pyry instead was facinated by the appereance of approximately same aged female bunny and was immediately wanting to make cubs with her. we had to go between and protect Raisa from over excited Pyry.

Along with the appereance of Pyry, Raisa has now started to get to forget her sister and started to get interested in about this whitefurred newcomer, who looks at times like a little kitten when he gives a certain facial appereances. ^^
Raisa has started to go crazy recently and the sounds they both are giving is telling loud and clear that they boths seem to have "spring in their chest" as to express it nicely. In other words we may expect some countryside/dwarf -mix up bunny cubs later on this spring.

Memorising Pipsa

Mood:  blue

On 24th of February I had to make one of the toughest decisions. On the switch of July and August I had brought home 2 cute little bunnies, but while I had been in the Netherlands for the x-mas & new year holiday, Pipsa`s teeth started to grow wrong. My parents had been taking care of them but as far as it has cleared out to me, they probably hadn`t offered enough of hard things to bite. Raisa, the black withwhite collar stripe is the one who likes to chew hard bread, while Pipsa the black with just tiny white little ankle socks, preferred soft things like the carrot slices or apple covers. That resulted to that when I had come home, she was skinnier. I kept following her but she got just skinnier and weaker, while Raisa seemed to be at her best condition. Then I came to look into her mouth and found horrendously long teeth! My parents were on that week on a holiday and it was late in the evening when I call to them and cry to them about how`s it with Pipsa. Mom tells me to wait till they're back (almost a week till that) and then perhaps to go to the vet. I was weighting the possibilities for two days and then I got a time to the vet. Mom was furious (and so was dad too) when I had disobeyed them, but an ordinary countryside bunny that is already over half a year older and weights barely 1kg is way too small! The vet said I did right and that Pipsa wouldn`t have made it till my parents`return. It was just awfull to watch her when she was waking up from the anesthetics. (And try to guard her from hitting herself to anything when her feet betrayed and she fell on the ground or against a cupboard. This happened on 27th of January.

As said earlier, on 24th of February I had to make 1 of the toughest decisions in my life. I always get very much emotionally attached to my pets, but Pipsa was in front of the same problem again. she had started slightly to loose weight and this time the vet of mine guided me to a pet hospital in a bigger city nearby. There I had taken Raisa also with me (and Vinnie II) when taking Pipsa to the specialized vet. We measured both of the bunnies, Raisa weighting 2,40kg and Pipsa 2,25kg. The vet there put me to decide either cut Pipsa`s teeth again and the same after a month again (they said she would be helpless case anyway) or to give the lethal injection. After crying (and I mean I cried aloud there for a long time) I came to the decision that it`s better in that case to give the injection rather than letting her to suffer once in a month a nasty tooth cutting operation. The vet there was very kind and understanding, I could hold Pipsa when she fell in sleep and then after quite some time I put her on the operating table and the vet gave the shot that ended her heartbeats and breathing. She died immediately.

After crying a lot I still had to drive back home. And there was still 1 very important paper to be taken somewhere. I went to take it into that place and Vinnie II stayed in the car. I was very pissed off when I heard just a few minutes after that people had been staring the box where Pipsa was lying on the front seat so that Vinnie II had had to cover her with a blanket.

In the evening when my dad had come home we buried Pipsa next to Tupuna and Pupuliina and had a little memorial service for her. We all love you and miss you, Pipsa!

Mood:  celebratory

Mize: (writes at 02:12:24am on 4th of December, 2004) **hugs** By the way, Vinnie II... Look to the clock and the calendar...

Mize: 2 weeks left!

Vinnie II: yay ^^

Mize: 14 days! Yay!

Vinnie II: heheh ^^

Mize: **happy dance**

Vinnie II: ^^

Indeed! It`s only 14 day to the moment when I`ll see my beloved mouse-man again! Oh god Queen Death I miss him! I wish the would take me already now to his place.

Mood: Happy

Yes! It`s only 24 days till my to my mate`s place for the X-mas holidays. Whee! I`m so excited! But a word of reminder to the thieves and burglaries: my house is guarded and I`m surrounded by nosy neighbors. They will surely know if you try to get in to my house. My faiful guardian pets, Raisa and Pipsa will all so raise a noise from the strangers. Besides, my brother Rocky may also spend his holidays at my house as far as I know, basing to that he`s been muttering lately about having enough of our parents and being asking if he and Violeta could stay at my place while I`m gone. Traditionally the flames of family disagreements have become higher and hotter during the x-mas time when the whole family has been gathering together. (And I know my folks would have wanted me to stay at home for the holidays, but I must go to pick up my mouseman and bring him to his new home. )

Coming to an other topic but related to the previous 1, I have merely bought the for Vinnie II`s and my families already, but there`s still some relatives, and my nosy neighbors, to whom I must keep looking for the presents. Mrrr! How on Mars it can be so difficult to buy even 1 little present for each of those who are left?

Mood: Amused

When I was taking my test, me and Midnight Princess were wondering what number my mate, Vinnie II would be. He did the test and here`s the result:

**nods** He can empathic, helpful, thoughtful, warm and sincere. But he can be also stubborn, not listening, storming and sulky, yet excited and eager to cheer up people. And he knows how to be polite and make me smile. ^^

Though I don`t consider myself to be very charming or charismatic.

Mood:  a-ok

**nods** Indeed. That`s me.

Mood:  down

Some updates. I`ve been extremely bugged about this "The Things I`m Good at" -Posting. After that a lot of things have gone wrong. Don`t say it was because I wrote it on the 13th day of the month, 13 is usually my lucky number. I rather take it as God`s punishment from boasting too much about myself. After all there`s so many things wel in my life. We don`t have war here, I`m free to go where I want (Ok, military areas are out of question but i wouldn`t go there anyway.) and I can say my opinions without the policemen coming to my door and dragging to the torturing cells and finally executing me for the words I said perhaps without true intention.
Well, 1st of all, 2 days after writing that post, there was a new car standing on the the garage which used to belong to the old Volkwagen of my mom. I call that new car as "Sigce", and it`s a VW too. (Grrrr! ) I wasn`t pleased and now I`m even less when on last Sunday we found out that this brand new asphalt swallower leaks from the doors when you drive in a carwash. Another broken VW! We had difficulties with the previous one and now this! I was right when I assumed that I won`t like this car, though I must admit that Sigce has tried to do everything to win my heart. )

The cousin of my dad didn`t make it to the municipality parliament, but the second cousin of my dad made it fortunately. Only if I had know that this second cousin was a candidate, I would have woted him/her (I leave the gender hidden). Now my vote went for the party I`m totally against. )

Mood: Amused
Now Playing: Haddaway: "Rock My Heart" and "Life" (Album Re-Mix) from the CD "The Album - 2nd Edition" (P) 1993 Coconut Records under exclusive license to BMG Ariola Media GmbH, ? 1993 BMG Ariola Media GmbH

Ive been a Mozilla user for some time already, and Opera user even longer, though I still have IE 6 on my laptop, but I use that only to test my pages how they look like with it. (O.k. and yes - to access randomly to www.libresse.fi since those morons there have optimized their page for only that browser, not allowing other browsers to view it at all. )

Today my mate, Vincent "Vinnie" van Wham II, gave me the link below and said he knew I`d like it. And he was true. Not because of it was anti-IE text but because of how it was formed. Well, I let you check out the link yourself...

Dear IE, I'm leaving you for good

Now Playing: Dr. Alban: "Feel The Rythm" (track: 13) and DJ Visage feat. Matti Kyllonen: "Formula" (DJ Kaippa-Monaco mix) (track: 21) , CD: "F1-98" (Distributed by: K-Tel International (Finland) Oy)
Mood: Romantical and bored

Yesterday was very breezy day and I could feel it when driving with my car which isn`t the newest model and is somewhat breeze sensitive. But the day time breezing was still nothing to the speed of wind in the evening. I saw today in the news of MTV3 that in the home town of Micronian`s current bf the wind had torn some roofs open and cut trees. I heard from somewhere that the storm which started yesterday, would have left today approxicimately 15000 households for a couple of hours without power. Fortunately mine wasn`t among those, though the power went of for several times here also on the late hours of last night. I was closing my curtains and it felt totally spooky when the lights went off for the 1st time. After the powers had gone off for a few times for some seconds, I got enough of carrying the flash light with me and climber upstairs to get a bunch of candles and tea lights. I put almost all of them to burn, at least 2 in a room. In the livingroom I had the most of them and it looked to so romantical and calm!
after the storm had calmed down a bit, I decided to give a try for the surfing in the net for a little while and say good night to Vinnie II. I took 3 candles to light up the office room where my table machine lies and turned on the comp. It felt bizarre to see the curtains to wave from the blows of the breeze which aired inside from the tiny, practicly unvisible gaps at the sides of the windows of my house and got the flame of candles to flicker at times. Fortunately after I had gotten on-line the power didn`t go off anymore.

Then today the weather has been feeling pretty cold and very . In the evening I was feeling bored and lonely, though fine, so I decided to go to bug the rest of my family. Micronian was trying to bake but merely it was that mom did the thing and Micro was cooing with her bf. and if he wouldn`t have been there she would have done probably even less but now she at least tried to do something every now and then besides arguing with mom about the weight of the flours (which was stupid since mom has bakes a LITTLE BIT MORE by the time she has existed on this planet than she has ever done). Of course i was put to do my share in the cleaning tables and everything, but I didn't feel any point for complaining since I at least had some company and I could babble. and I didn`t have to be out in the cold. A few hours later, after the evening coffee mom had gotten enough of me already and she told me a few times to go back to my own place. I didn`t fancy of going outside and drive with my cold car to my place but then when I finally got on-line at my place and to babble here, I`m feeling more than fine again.

I saw on this week the headlines telling that the former Formula 1 driver Mika Hakkinen would be returning to the formilas. of course I`m glad but more I think he`s putting himself in shame. I doubt he`d be able to the same kind of results as he did when he won the world championship twice in F1. Anyway, I had to dig up my F1-CDs and start to play `em. Play the track 21 of the CD "F1-98" (Distributed by: K-Tel International (Finland) Oy), the song "Formula" (DJ Kaippa-Monaco mix) by DJ Visage feat. Matti Kyllonen with FULL VOLUME and MEGA BASS!!!

Mood:  sharp

It has been finally proven that some cars are male - despite of that some of us, especially men for some strange reason, seem to think the cars to be female. See the link. (Warning! The link can be rated level: R!)

Mood:  mischievious

kiero = devious, distorted, twisted

"Kierosoft" is a Finnish nickname for Microsoft. Full translation would be something like "twistesoft" or "devioussoft"

The link that put me smile...

Hint: Look the "Did you mean..."

As a "nice" opposite to that amusing thing, here`s little mistake that happened to me which probably amuses you and may get you to think how pathetic I am. Comments are of course welcome, but this is what can happen if you are not careful enough when looking for something in the dark without being able to see anything else than the piece of the road in front of you where your long distance head lights hit.

Mistake of the day

I have kept in a casette box of my car two absolutely needed things for a female being: lipcream to moisturise my lips when needed and a coverstic for the suddenly appearing spots.

Today I was driving back home after doing some shoppings for the Christmas (Yes, I do buy the presents always before the greatest rush-weeks.) and I was feeling far too full after eating in a national competitor of the Finnish McDonalds (I go extremely rarely to a McDonalds!) and the salt of the fries had dried my lips so much that I felt I needed to brush gently my lips with my lipcream. I found it easily in a deep dark car and not looking at it at all I started to run it on my lips and wondered why it was so dry and hard. Then I smelled the odour and finally tasted it on my lips that I had tried to spread the coverstick on my lips! (*rofl!) It was difficult to get it off from my lips in the dark, dark car, driving on a dark road and another car was close bbehind me. Fortunately I finally found the right tube of lip cream, but I can still, nearly 8 hour later taste weakly the coverstick on my lips!

Mood:  chatty

A couple of weeks ago dad`s employee came to him asking if the car she though to be his was really his. Dad said she was correct and then the employee had told that somebody had noticed it there on the staff`s parking place and was interested in about it. Later that person who was interested in about the car came to meet dad and they started to do business about the car. What a Plutarkian can do for his nature?

Since the car was officially owned by mom, dad had to first agree the limits for selling prices for the car. After he had gotten a selling permission signed by mom, he sold the car immediately. Well, I admit he got a better price from it than what someone else, a professional car seller had promised from it, so it was a good deal. Besides I didn`t like that car so I was gladly saying "Tooodless!" to the car. And of course I could get to see a bit more of this lovely country when I had to drive to my dad`s working place on last Friday to pick him up after he had sold the car. 120 kilometres was that trip in total.
Then a bit after that trip I had to drive 80 km extra to take Violeta to the swimming practices... And earlier on that day and on the previous day I had driven also 80 km on both days for nothing, because no-one had told me that the teacher whose lessons I had only on those days was updating his education.

So lately my car has gotten much more kilometres than what it usually is forced to swallow. Fortunately my parents went to check out 1 car today after they had been seeking for a new car for nearly half a year at least. They liked the car and it was sold by the very same person who sold the mom`s previous car, so they got a nice discount from him as the returning customers, even if the previous car had had some problems which later, after all the tests was figured out to be originally from the factory already. But the car store took care of the situation, showing good customer service and my parents were pleased to that and wanted to reward that by returning to the same store and the salesman now when they were looking for a new car. I`m not supposed to reveal any details or information about the new car but this I can say that it happens to be the same brand as the just sold car was. But despite of the fact it`s brand new and new model, I know I won`t like it. I have never liked this car brand and probably never will, but as long as I have my own car to be the model I like and can afford to, I don`t have to care at all about what kind of car my folks are driving.

Later on this evening when I came back home my eyes were caught by the advertisement of my dad`s cousin. There will be the election to the "municipality parliament" soon, the pre-voting time has already begun (I think. Dunno since I always go to vote on the official voting day.) and the candidates are spreading their advertisements. It`s been a sort of tradition that from my family there is about always somebody been chosen in the "parliament" and so there`s now my dad`s cousin as a candidate too to get in there again. Probably he will be chosen to the parliament, he has so much powerful friends and supporters. And perhaps I should and could vote him too. Pity that he is on the list of the ONLY party that I have refused to vote and which supports the idealogies which are crossing mine very bad.
And I guess from there rose again the idea that perhaps on some day I should announce myself to become a candidate for the municipality parliament.

And when I was thinking about the idea about me trying to get in the parliament I came to the thought to think my good qualities:

- Works passionately for the things she finds important
- Respects traditional family values
- Dares to give critique if that is necessary
- Able to open her mouth and say what is needed if that is necessary
- Respects the authorities
- Loyal to her employer
- Hard working
- Curious and excited to learn new things
- Honest and faitfull
- Finding minor errors and "viling the commas"
- Enjoys to be the part of the wheels of bureucracy
- Votes every time
- Gets well along with the old people
- Good at making "Poor Knights" and meatballs
- Is pro for the tighter smoking law. (I know this may annoy the smokers, but since it`s such a bad health risk for everybody, not just for the smokers, I personally think the law could be even tighter what it is now. But if all the countries around the globe would get even this kind of smoking legistation as we have now - the world would be a lot better and healthier for everybody.)
- Is good at getting koi-fishes on the mood for producing offspring. (A person who runs an aquarium store which we usually visit when needing new fishes or plants or anything else for the aquarium, said that it`s very difficult to get koi fishes to produce offspring in the normal aquariums people have at their homes. But my fishes hve succeeded in that! )

Bunny Update

Mood:  surprised

My bunnies moved a couple of weeks ago inside my old cowbarn where they will have warm conditions through the winter. But looks like especially Raisa (the older female) has surprised me totally. Here`s my latest discussion about them with Vinnie II from earlier on this evening.

Mizeleingzelo de Megazone: By the way... totally different topic. The bunnies have broken their drinking bottle

Vincent "Vinnie" van Wham II: how on earth they managed to do that

Mize: **shrugs** Dunno but yesterday I washed and filled it in the morning and it was just alright. On this afternoon I find the bottle about 1 meter away from the cage without the drinking pipe which goes inside the gage

Vin II: ok.,... couldnt it been broken off from the outside by something else

Mize: The pipe I found after looking for it for some time under the cage approcimately below the center spot of the cage. And it was covered with bunnyhair and it was swimming in bunny pee.

Vin II: ewwwww

Mize: Nope. Only I have been in the cowbarn and the mice can`t do something like that, hanging from the sides of the gage.

Vin II: *shrugs* weird... oh well

Mize: Jup. but once I was already thinking my bunnies are trying to break out from the cage when hearing such nois from the cage. Then when I sneaked to the doorway of the cowbarn without letting my bunnies to see me, Raisa was drinking so furiously that the bottle always started to rise off from its place and hit the hatch of the cage on the feeding side.

Vin II: Hmmm, better to tighten the bottle to the cage then a bit more...

Mize: **nods**

Vin II:

Mize: And a few days ago I saw Raisa jumping wildly. Once she jumped making nearly a full circle on the left

Vin II: hyperactive little bunnie

Mize: YUP! You said that darling!

Vin II:

Mize: Pupuliina nor Tupuna NEVER behave that wild.

Mize: Fortunately Pipsa is a bit calmer

Vin II: guess this is a totally different kind or race then Pupuliina and Tupuna

Mize: **snickers** they are the same race...

Mize: The mixed race.

Vin II: hehee

Mize: Just totally different kind of personalities

Vin II: *nods*

Mize: Tupuna was always calm, Pupuliina was bossy. Raisa is hyper active and Pipsa is ladylike.

Then Vinnie II had to go a birthday dinner of a relative of his so our discussion ended like a chicken`s flight. When I was putting each of my bunnies persanality in short I forgot to say that Pupliina was also very scared also, though a bit less with men than women. That h###y little bunny! Pipsa insteas has still that baby-likeness in her appereance and behaviour, so her personality as an adult is still more open for changes than Raisa`s. But Raisa and Pipsa are also noisier than Tupuna and Pupuliina were together or alone. But I still miss a lot the first bunny, Tupuna and her always soft and kind appereance. Pity that we don`t have much photos about her.

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