Back to Spring

Finally, finally, finally I have done my first slide film, and I have to admit that I am pretty satisfied with results. Two of them you can see below. Yepp, they are from spring: this is just how long it took for me to get this done :)))) Moreover, now I have my pictures in electronic format also for the first time. Hello Photoshop, I'm coming!

Almost like a perfect scene in country in Russia

Acquarell house

They say we had an earthquake today. We were sufficiently far from epicenter, so it was a small one, but still an earthquake. Unfortunately I did not notice ANYTHING, and I'm so sad :(((( it would be certainly interesting to feel an earthquake, but I just missed it...

Experiment

Empirical evidence justifies that
IF
On one day one does conoeing for 3.5 hours without prior practice and then uses some amount of alcohol, dances and does not sleep enough
AND
on next day one does horse riding for 1.5 hours (almost) without any prior practice
THEN
on the third day one prefers standing work and no sitting, please, and even walking causes some pain.

But luckily enough there is a remedy: one has to play volleyball in the evening of the third day (perhaps even earlier, if possible) and then everything is oki-doki!

I went to Riga! Ok, to be honest, I came back already 3 days ago, but it does not change the fact. I spent there whole weekend, met good people, and that was totally nice! However, do not start to think that I would like to go back. Yes, sometimes I miss it, especially people, Piektdiena and the park on way from home to work. But I like it here in Tallinn as well, and Riga is just another nice place where to be from time to time.
I landed in Riga airport, took a taxi and was looking on familiar sites along the road and streets. And felt like going home.... but then I realized that this time I'm actually going to a hotel, and all feeling of home vanished just in a moment. Instead I started to think where is my home at all? Currently I'm in my flat in Tallinn, and it is my home in that sense that I come here after work, sleep, spend some of free time, make some food, and I like it here. But I know that I'm not going to be here in very long term, so then again it's not really like home. Is Riga my home? Used to be, but not anymore. Sometimes going to parents I call "going home", but actually I'm just a guest there and not like at home.
I'm homeless. Not in Russian sense of бомж - человек без определенного места жительства, or person without a particular place of residence. That I do have. But nevertheless, homeless or kodutu in Estonian.

Vivat MOJITO!

Today I found mint on a shelf in Stockmann. Finally!!! Now one of them is on shelf at my home, but I think that not for long.

Autumn has come

This morning I opened my eyes and understood that it has happened: autumn is here. Because my throat was aching and continued to do so the whole day. Now I will close my eyes, and actually hope for more autumn. Not because of my throat: that doesn't matter; but because of yellow and red leaves.

Isn't it ironic...don't you think

Some things are really ironic, and not just because there is a song by Alanis Morissette that I happen to like.
I was reading a news coverage story on sad events in the school of Beslan, and was stunned by combination of banner with pop-up window. There is a map of the school showing where the events happened especially marking the gym where majority of people died, and then they have a banner inviting back to school...
And isn't it ironic....

Back to School

Getting started

Hmmm...
Here I am, also getting into blogging. I guess it's just because I am alone again. Ok, ok: not completely left alone, but again starting to communicate over the ocean via e-mail, MSN Messenger, Skype and whatever else what is good and cheap.
Anyway, being alone here and now is the reason why I feel that I should start smth new, and so I created my blog account.
The first thing on which I was thinking a lot was in which language should I write, and as you can see I still stayed with boring English. To write in Estonian or Latvian would be cool, but unfortunately in that way some part of my friends would be left out. That is what I don't want to do, and here we go again with English.
What was the second thing what I was thinking about? There is no second thing because here I stop counting and just start to write my impressions and thoughts of life here in Tallinn as well as elsewhere where I happen to be.
My current thought is that I should go to bed because it's getting late and roller-skating along the sea was pretty exhausting. End of connection, this time.