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| Finland vs. Me |
[11 Jun 2009|05:20pm] |
I have never thought that summer could possibly be the worst time of the year. Never! In 25 years of my life! Yet in Finland it is the worst time of the year.
All my expectations for nice and warm weather – I deserved it after the misery of cold and wet autumn, winter and spring! – were crushed when the summer proved to be just as wet and cold. It is from +7 to +15 C, the sun is hiding behind the clouds with no intention of reappearing, the cold wind from the Baltic Sea is blowing non stop, and it is raining almost every day.
And it is even worse because my friends and relatives are emailing me every day, saying that the weather back home in Russia is ‘simply fabulous’ with +30 to +35 C, sun, light breeze, and no rain.
Let me also complain on my stupid Finnish boyfriend.
He is currently in Copenhagen. A couple of days ago when he just arrived there, he called me to say that the flat that his colleagues rented for him is very good and is in the very centre and I would have absolutely loved it if I’d come with him. Oh, yeah, I would have loved it, I thought, if you had taken me with you!!
But it’s not yet the end of the Finnish treachery that I have to put up with.
In May he spent a week in Alicante, which is in Spain. He assured me that Alicante was not on the sea and was absolutely nothing special. When he returned, the first thing he said was: ‘Guess what? I was wrong! Alicante is on the sea!’ Oh, good for you, I thought.
And even this is not the end!
Today he emailed me to say that he is going on a short business trip to Venice just for a couple of days in the beginning of July. ‘Can you take me with you?’ I asked. ‘Oh, sorry,’ he said, ‘I’ve already booked everything. You haven’t been to Venice? Oh.’
I am still breathing fire. The only thought that calms me somewhat down is that Finns are sickeningly honest, so he has probably been telling me the truth and making all these horrible things to me unintentionally. But he should be punished for his lack of vision anyways, me thinks. Being a Finn is no excuse!
In good news, my boyfriend and I did go to Stockholm last week. And we did go to the Royal Opera for Tchaikovsky’s The Queen of Spades. Unfortunately, none of the members of the royal family were present. Most unfortunately, super handsome Prince Carl Philip was not present. Oh, I would have loved to bow to His Royal Highness – no, wait, I would have loved to even bend for him! And I was kind of hoping that once the Prince set his beautiful eyes upon me, he would have madly fallen in love with me, married me, and I become a Swedish prince – or at least a duke.
My non-royal boyfriend and I went also to see the City Hall of Stockholm where every year the King of Sweden – Carl XVI Gustav – gives a ball in honour of the year’s Nobel Prize winners. Unfortunately, His Majesty forgot that I was coming – old age, nothing can be done – so I was left without a ball in my honour. Such a shame, me thinks.
The rest of our short visit was spent on shopping in Stockholm’s posh department store, NK, which is incidentally the official supplier of the royal court. We actually didn’t do much shopping – just a lot of walking around. The boyfriend did offer to get me an Armani umbrella for 999 Swedish crowns ($130), but I refused, thinking that there are so many other designer things that I would rather have. But for some strange reason we didn’t stumble upon a single one of those things, so I was left with nothing. He bought me an eau de toilette from Christian Dior as consolation.
I guess that’s it for now. How are you doing?
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| Different Thingies |
[19 May 2009|07:19pm] |
My dear friends!
I have some stuff to report. Some of it is even fandom related!
(a) Many thanks to everyone who supported me when my stupid boyfriend decided that it was okay not to bother himself with a birthday present for me. I am currently in the process of punishing him, which includes ordering the most expensive dishes in restaurants, taking expensive things in department stores and saying I want this, and being generally overly demanding.
(b) I am more or less on holiday. That is, my work here in Finland is officially more or less over, but I still have some things to do for the autumn term. So that keeps me – again – more or less busy. And since I now have a boyfriend – albeit a stupid one – I still cannot realise my dream to travel two months in Europe and fuck every handsome guy I can catch.
(c) Instead of fucking my way through Europe, my boyfriend and I are going to do some decent boyfriendly travelling. First, we are going to Stockholm to Swedish Royal Opera. Second, we will go to the north of Finland where my boyfriend owns an island in a big lake. Third, in the end of July, we will go to my favourite city – to Paris! Yay! I will be going to Paris for the fourth time in two years and I cannot say how excited I am about it!
(d) The best thing about having holidays with your boyfriend is that my total expenses are going to be 0.00 € ($0.00; £0.00). Ah, and there is also a romantic component. I keep forgetting about it! Well, it cannot be helped: I am an economist, after all.
(e) I am pleased about the way Obama is making one U-turn after another regarding the whole controversy with treatment of terror suspects in general and of Guantanamo detainees in particular. As you all well know, he started with it and now he – or, better to say, his administration – is making steps back. It just proves what I have been saying all along: there is no fundamental difference between Obama and McCain. Obama is just trying to make most out of his abnormal popularity.
(f) I’ve been re-reading Harry Potter! I started with Deathly Hallows. Then I proceeded to Order of the Phoenix and Half-Blood Prince. And then I decided to listen to audio books from the very beginning. Currently I am listening to Goblet of Fire. I find the books even more poorly written than I did when I first read them – which is saying something! – but they nonetheless make quite an enjoyable reading (and listening).
Well, that’s it for now!
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| Real Life |
[20 Apr 2009|05:43pm] |
My dear friends!
It’s been a really long while since I wrote last – more than two months, in fact. I am really sorry about it and I will try to update my Live Journal regularly in the future, but unfortunately I cannot promise that: my course work, my research, and my boyfriend are keeping me very busy indeed.
Yes, I have a boyfriend now! That’s actually the most important thing that has happened during the two months that I haven’t updated. The relationship is going surprisingly well – considering the fact that I have never thought of myself as an appropriate relationship material.
There is, however, one problem.
On Saturday I turned 25. (Many thanks to everyone who sent me their ‘happy birthday’s!) It was the first time that I had a birthday away from my family. Also, it was not just a regular birthday: I turned a quarter of a century – however terrible that sounds. So I wanted something special for my birthday.
My boyfriend and I had a nice breakfast, very good afternoon sex session, and then we went to a restaurant for early dinner. The dinner was as good as usual. After that, we went to see male ballet. It was a very good performance. We finished the evening at home, drinking fantastic-tasting dessert wine.
Everything was very good… except for one thing: there was still no birthday present.
As it was getting closer and closer to midnight, I was realising with shock that it was going to be the first birthday for which I had not got a single present. Moreover, I was not getting a birthday present from my very first boyfriend. I felt cheated.
I was not expecting to get a villa in Cannes for my birthday. Nor was I hoping for a Porsche. I did not even expect anything expensive like jewellery or a watch. I wanted my first boyfriend to get me something that he would think that I would like… but instead I got nothing.
The next day I asked him why he didn’t get me a birthday present. He said: ‘We had a 150 Euros ($210) dinner and a 100 Euros ($140) ballet. Isn’t that enough? And, anyways, I didn’t want to get you something that you wouldn’t like.’
I said nothing.
A day has passed I am still feeling pretty much down.
Do you think I am being unreasonable? What do you think I should do? What would you do if you were me?
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| A LETTER FROM A FRIEND |
[16 Feb 2009|06:06pm] |
My dear friends,
I hope you haven’t forgotten all about me? I am still alive and quite well, just a bit busy. I am currently learning two languages, working on two research projects, and doing a reading course –you should see the list of books and journal articles I need to read in order to pass it! – so maybe I am not just ‘a bit’ busy, but ‘quite’ busy.
Aside from the above mentioned work-related activities, I spend almost every weekend in the Finnish capital, Helsinki, because I am visiting a guy I told you about in my last post. I wouldn’t say that we are in a relationship yet, but I certainly enjoy spending time with him. Who knows, he might become my boyfriend, but for now I wouldn’t want to complicate things and I definitely wouldn’t want to limit my options as far as random sex is concerned.
How are you doing?
Love,
Me
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| Latest News |
[19 Jan 2009|05:23pm] |
Not much has happened since my return from the XXXmas holiday. However, there are a few things which I feel to be somewhat worth mentioning.
Firstly, it’s a sex date with a SAS pilot in his room in the Radisson SAS hotel. By some unprecedented fortune, the guy turned out to be Danish! (I mentioned in the story of my XXXmas holiday that while in Denmark I had to have sex with an Italian tourist, because there were no suitable Danes around.)
Secondly, I had a nice sex date with a Finnish doctor.
You see, I had a cold in the beginning of the New Year. It lasted only for a couple of days but got me pretty scared. Since my mother is a doctor, I’ve never had to deal with any health issues on my own. But here, in Finland, if something happens I would have no idea what to do. What’s worse, you cannot just go to a drugstore here without a prescription. (In France you also cannot do that, but they are willing to sell whatever you want, because they do not care about the rules. Finns, on the other hand, are simply bent on following the rules, however stupid or useless those rules might be.)
The doctor liked me quite a lot, so I made it quite clear to him that he cannot have another sex date with me unless he provides me with the last-generation medicines for treating a cold, including antiviral drugs, antibiotics, immune response-modulating drugs, etc. So now I am kind of hoping that he liked me enough…
Thirdly, I need to mention my weekend in Helsinki! It was my first time in the Finnish capital and it was very, very nice. Also, Helsinki has a lot of sights connected to the times when Finland was a part of the Russian Empire. Actually, Helsinki became the Finnish capital by the order of Alexander I. (Finland is probably the world’s only country that thinks somewhat positively about its times under the Russian rule.)
I wanted to visit Helsinki since I came to Finland, but whenever I started calculating the price of such a trip, it turned out to be unaffordable. I mean, the two-hour return train ride alone costs about 60 Euros ($80)!! Plus, Helsinki is listed amongst the world’s most expensive cities.
But not so long ago I got acquainted to a guy living in Helsinki, who – after being absolutely charmed by my humble self – invited me to Helsinki and even said that he would pay for my train ride. ‘It’s basic optimisation,’ he told me. ‘I mean, I can go to your town in order to visit you and it would cost the same!’
During my time in Helsinki we were eating only in expensive restaurants, where I ordered only traditional Finnish dishes. I got to taste elk meat and rabbit meat and different kinds of fish. For desserts I had fabulously-tasting northern berries.
On Saturday evening we went to Helsinki’s biggest gay night club. There I probably had a dozen shots of Finladia (overpriced Finnish vodka).
So, the weekend was fantastic! According to my estimations, the guy spent at least 350 Euros ($470) on me. Nice, isn’t it? (I already have an invitation to spend another weekend with him. I said that I would like to go to opera. He said that he would love to take me there.)
And lastly, I should mention that the rich Belgian guy (from my XXXmas holiday) is saying that he misses me and that he would like to visit me in Finland, which would be totally cool. Also, the Dutch guy has sent me a postcard – the strange guy doesn’t use the email – and is saying the same things. So I guess a lot of fun is just waiting for me! XD
Anyway, these are my news. How are you doing? (I have so little time on Live Journal these days, so I cannot really follow the proceedings on the friends-list. So please tell me anything that you feel I should know! XD)
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| XXXmas holiday: Part II |
[04 Jan 2009|03:33pm] |
My dear friends! Here is the second and final part of my XXXmas holiday. Previous part could be found here.
I arrived in Brussels very late on December 23, tired and happy after a day in Paris. I had just about enough energy to get to my hotel, check in, and collapse on the bed.
The next day I went to take a look at the Grand Place of Brussels. It was nice. After that I had a sex date in my hotel room with a guy I got acquainted to on the Internet. And after that I met another guy with whom I also got acquainted to on the Internet and with whom I had plans to spend the Christmas Eve.
The guy turned out to be rich! He took me to an extremely expensive restaurant for lunch. When the waiter politely gave me the menu and I opened it, I tried hard to conceal the utter shock when I saw the prices. So I closed the menu, smiled at my rich companion and said: ‘You should order something Belgian for me!’
He did order something Belgian for me. It was fabulous.
When I’d got acquainted to the guy I hadn’t mentioned that I was Russian, so he had assumed that I was Finnish, since I lived in Finland. But he got so excited when I actually broke it to him! The guy wasn’t just rich, he was also very much into Russian culture! I mean, how more perfect can you actually get?
After the dinner we went to a chocolate boutique – they are everywhere in Brussels – and he bought me some fantastic Belgian sweets. I was sucking on the sweets and thinking that I was in love.
For Christmas Eve we went to his place – a huge two-level flat in the very centre of Brussels – where we had vintage champagne, foie gras, oysters, and lobsters. After that we had sex.
The next day he took me on his car to Belgium’s most beautiful city, Bruges. We had a lunch in a restaurant there and after that he took me to the shores of the North Sea. It was very, very nice. We were in a town called Zoute, which is Belgium’s second most expensive place.
In the evening we returned to Brussels and had a dinner in an Indian restaurant.
And the next day I had to leave to Amsterdam. I promised the rich guy that I would spend some time with him during the summer. He said that we could go to Spain. I said that it would be terrific.
After all the cities I’d seen, they all started looking quite the same to me, so when I arrived in Amsterdam I didn’t think that it was anything special. Yes, hush bars and windows with prostitutes and sex shops were everywhere, which made the city look quite freakish, but as far as the architecture was concerned, it all looked the same to me.
In the evening I went to a sex club called Cuckoo’s Nest. It was quite cheap and quite horrible. And there I had sex with a Russian! We had quite a laugh about it afterwards. ‘To come all the way to Amsterdam to have sex with a Russian – that’s very funny!’ he told me.
The next day I went to Amsterdam’s biggest gay sauna called Thermos.
In the sauna I finally met a Dutch guy. He was very nice and very clingy. We spent about five hours together in the sauna, had sex several times – there was one time when we did it in Jacuzzi and attracted quite a few guys who wanted to join in the action – and after that he went to see me off to the railway station. The whole saying goodbye was quite touching. And it was the first time I was French-kissing on the platform. We exchanged contact information to stay in touch. I also promised to come visit him in the summer.
And that’s probably it. After that nothing special happened as I was just changing trains and boats to get back to my Finnish village. When I woke up in the morning on the boat and saw my village, I thought: ‘Why the hell couldn’t I wake up in Paris???’
That was my Christmas holiday. What did you do for your Christmas holiday?
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| XXXmas Holiday: Part I |
[30 Dec 2008|06:39pm] |
Hey! I’ve returned! And I guess you are all dying to learn all the dirty details of my XXXmas holiday!! To put it mildly, the holiday was fantastic! (And there are SO many dirty details to be learned!)
I should start from the beginning…
My first stop was the Swedish capital, Stockholm. The city turned out to be really beautiful – just imagine many small islands in the sea, connected to each other by bridges, add fairy-tale style buildings and the royal palace, and you should get the general picture.
Plus, thanks to the fact that Swedish currency, the crowns, slumped against the euro, Stockholm also turned out to be quite cheap. I mean, the village where I am currently living is more expensive! But then it’s in Finland, and Finland is one of the richest European countries and therefore quite overpriced. Sweden, on the other hand, is now the poorest Scandinavian country. It’s still in Top 20 of the world’s richest countries, though.
Anyway, although Stockholm is very beautiful, it’s completely boring as far as gay life is concerned. There’s almost nowhere to go! And the only gay sex places they have are some dirty and dark cinemas, which are visited only by horrible old perverts.
But thankfully I arranged my fun in Stockholm beforehand. I spent both days of my stay in Stockholm with a hot Swede I got acquainted to on the Internet. He told me that some ten years ago Stockholm gay life was very good, but then it moved to the Internet. Now, he told me, you can meet hot guys only on the Internet and hang out with them in straight places with your straight friends. That’s considered cool.
My next stop was the Danish capital, Copenhagen. It was also quite pretty, but it was quite, quite overpriced. I mean, the cheapest breakfast I could find – which consisted of a cup of tea and a couple of burned toasts with butter – cost me 7.50 Euros (10.50 USD)!!
Also, gay life in Copenhagen is as inexistent as in Stockholm. There is at least a gay sauna, but it was almost completely empty – on Saturday! – so I didn’t have as much fun as I wanted to. I had sex with an Italian tourist there.
Overall, I was very glad that I stayed in Copenhagen only for one day.
The next stop was the German city of Cologne. The city was razed to the ground during the World War II, so aside from the famous Cologne Cathedral, there was almost nothing to see. But the cathedral is really cool. I think it’s the coolest Gothic building I’ve seen.
Cologne certainly had gay life and there I visited a very, very good sauna called Badehaus. It was on several flours, had a huge Jacuzzi and pool and restaurant and whatnot. I had a lot of fun there.
The next day I decided not to stay in Cologne, but go to Dusseldorf, a nearby city. There was nothing to see as well, but it was quite nice. It’s considered to be one of the wealthiest German cities.
In the evening I took an ultra-high speed train, Thalys, which took me from Cologne to Paris in four hours. It would have taken less time, but unfortunately the railways aren’t good everywhere in Europe. Only between Brussels and Paris Thalys could demonstrate all it was capable of and move at speed of 300 km (186 miles) per hour.
In the evening of that same day I had a classic French date. (The guy I spent time with in the summer left on holiday, so I had to find another one.) The guy cooked a nice dinner and there was wine and there were classic three hours of French lovemaking.
The next day the guy was busy, so I had a day to myself in my favourite city. I took a walk along the Seine and went to my favourite bridge and generally was very, very happy. No other city in the world can make me as happy! I’ve been to Paris three times and I want to go there again and again.
Later in the day I went to my favourite sauna, Sun City. It was as cool as usual and I had a lot of fun.
In the evening I again boarded Thalys and went to Brussels. (I decided that I should control my addiction to Paris, so I went there just for one night and one day.)
To be continued! XD
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| XXXmas |
[16 Dec 2008|05:17pm] |
Hey! Another weekly update!
So, on Monday and on Tuesday last week I was reviving the memories of the hottest sex date I’d had… (Breaking news: the guy sent me a message today! He said that he is very busy this week and cannot meet me before Christmas holidays. I guess he is still interested in meeting me after the holiday. That’s so cool!!)
On Wednesday I decided to take my mind off him and had a nice sex date in the afternoon.
On Thursday I met a guy for a walk. He was probably the tallest guy I’d ever met – 194 cm (6’4’’). He was quite nice, too, so I used all my charm to get invited to his place. I did get invited and we had a nice talk and we listened to music and we kissed a lot… But at one moment the guy said: ‘I think we should slow down.’ That was the moment when I understood the obvious: you cannot get into Finnish pants without alcohol; it’s just impossible! So I had to go home, lonely, in the dead of night, hoping that one day I would get into those particular Finnish pants…
On Friday I took a two-hour bus trip to visit my dear friend ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) tulimeeria. We went to all the gay places in her town! The last place we went to – we got there after midnight – was a nightclub called Pink. It was very nice!
You want to know what’s funny? tulimeeria, a straight girl, was much more popular than I was! I mean, all I got was a blowjob in a bathroom and a very gay guy for the night! But there were two girls and a few guys hitting on tulimeeria! There was even one guy who slapped her on the arse and said: ‘I want to fuck you tonight!’ I was so jealous!
On Saturday morning I woke up in the very gay guy’s bed, so I fucked him. In the afternoon I met tulimeeria for lunch and for a walk around the town. Then I took a bus back home.
On Sunday I had an outdoor sex date! Despite the freezing cold, the date was very, very hot!
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In other news, tomorrow I am starting my Christmas holiday!
I am going to visit Stockholm, Copenhagen, Cologne, Paris, Brussels, and Amsterdam! I will be back on December 29 and I will write all about it in great detail! I hope it will turn out to be a really cool Christmas holiday – or Xmas holiday – or, better to say, XXXmas holiday!
What are your plans for Christmas?
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| Weekly Update |
[09 Dec 2008|05:26pm] |
Another quick weekly update!
So, last week on Monday I went to a meeting of the local students’ gay association. As a social event, it was okay, but as a gay event, it was completely boring: all the pretty boys were together with their no less pretty boyfriends. And in this country gay relationships can actually last more than two weeks, so there is little point in waiting.
On Tuesday I went to bed early and slept for 12 hours.
On Wednesday I had a classic Finnish dinner date. My date and I had a nice talk. He paid for me. Then he drove me to my place and wished me goodnight. And that was it.
On Thursday I had a Cheese & Wine party with the university’s French association. There was even one French guy! He seemed straight, though. But the evening was very nice: I spoke French and I drank French wine and I ate French cheese. What else could I want? Aside from French sex, nothing!
On Friday I went to the gay bar, where I spent an evening in company of a beer. I guess I cannot be lucky all the time…
On Saturday I had a hot sex date in the afternoon. After that, in the evening, I met another guy and we had a nice walk. As a true Finnish man, he didn’t invite me to his place afterwards. Pity!
On Sunday I met a guy, who appeared to be the kind of guy I would have liked to spend my life with. He is of my age, very handsome, intelligent and is simply fantastic in bed.
Unfortunately, I think that it’s highly unlikely that the guy is having the same thoughts about me… On one hand, I was so happy to be with him for at least a very short while. On the other hand, I felt so sad that the likeliest thing I could have with the guy is a few more sex dates.
Sorry about a bit sad ending! I hope your week was filled only with joy! Tell me! XD
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| My Week |
[03 Dec 2008|06:29pm] |
I finally have some time to make a quick update.
So, what I was doing last week?
On Monday I went to the gay bar. It turned out to be very successful – I love it when I got picked in a bar! Anyway, the guy was quite okay. He was buying me drinks all evening. And he was great in bed too! Actually, he was my first top since Paris, which was months ago. I particularly enjoyed the feel of his very big and very hard … thing – well, you know where it’s supposed to be put. *winks*
On Tuesday I went to bed early as a good boy.
On Wednesday I went to a meeting of the university’s French association. We watched a very French and very gay movie. It was fun!
On Thursday – I don’t remember what I did on Thursday – probably nothing important, since I don’t remember.
On Friday I fucked a striptease dancer in his hotel room. (I was his fourth during the evening. He also said that there would be two more guys.)
On Saturday I went to a gay party. It’s organised only once a month and is held in a night club. It was quite nice and I got a lot of drinks and I did a great deal of dancing, but no one took me home afterwards, so overall I consider the party my personal failure. (I danced with quite a few lesbians. And for lesbians they seemed to be very interested in my manly parts.) Ah, and I also finally met my kind-of-boyfriend after cheating on him right before his eyes last week. We finally had a talk and decided to be friends. But I am hoping we wouldn’t be ‘just friends’ for long.
On Sunday I fucked the striptease dancer again, because he liked the first time. I am guessing that I am getting rather good at topping, which I always believed to be a very hard job. Now I am thinking that all you need to do to be a good top is have a lot of experience.
Anyway, that was my week. How was yours? XD
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| The Weekend |
[24 Nov 2008|05:35pm] |
So, on Friday evening I went to the gay bar.
I met a nice half-Finnish half-Austrian guy there. He was 35, but looked much younger. He bought a bottle of red wine for us. We were having a very good time together.
Then a Mexican soap opera starts: the-guy-I-kind-of-very-much-like-but-who-is-crazy comes to the bar! I say hello to him and he says hello to me. The Finnish/Austrian guy kisses me at that moment. And by the look of things, my sort-of-boyfriend doesn’t like it much.
After a while the Finnish/Austrian guy proposes to go to another bar, so we go. Before leaving I tell my sort-of-boyfriend that we really should have a talk and say bye. He says: ‘Have a good time!’
At the other bar, the Finnish/Austrian guy buys another bottle of red wine.
We both get quite drunk and end up at his place.
Although I am very drunk, I am feeling quite horny and up-to-some-action, so I fuck the guy.
After that we both happily fall asleep.
On Saturday morning, it turns out that my Finnish/Austrian guy is living with a Finnish man and that the man is going to be home soon.
‘What about a threesome?’ the guy asks me.
‘What a great idea!!!’ I exclaim.
So the man comes and we do have a threesome. To put it mildly, it’s great.
After that we all go to a nice restaurant and they tell me that I can order whatever I want and that they will pay for it. I have a beef steak with French fries, a Caesar salad, and crème brûlée for the dessert. (Total cost is about 45 Euros or 60 US dollars).
On Saturday evening I go to the gay bar in hope of meeting my sort-of-boyfriend and doing some damage control. (He broke his mobile phone, so I have no other means of reaching him aside from going to the bar.)
He doesn’t come and I don’t meet anyone. And frankly, after what I had in the morning, I have no desire to meet anyone aside from him.
On Sunday I do some cleaning and ironing. Then I get an invitation for a date, so I go. The date is quite ordinary: the guy is nice, pays for me, then wishes me goodnight and we go our separate ways.
That’s it for now! How was your weekend?
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| Men! |
[20 Nov 2008|05:55pm] |
I have two flatmates.
Both are rather boring and not in the least good-looking. But they are nice, which is quite enough.
One of them is Finnish. The other one is Pakistani.
The Finnish guy is studying computers and therefore has no life. He is playing games on the Internet whenever he is home, which is very often, and all of his social life is also in the Internet.
The Pakistani guy has two wives: the first one is in Pakistan and is bringing up his two children; the second one is in England, studying medicine. And he is doing his PhD in Finland! But you shouldn’t think that he is wasting time here. No, he has a girlfriend! He says that it is possible that he marries her as well. He can have only four wives, but there are no limits on the number of girlfriends.
This got me thinking…
(a) Our European culture has a very limited view on marriage.
(b) I do not want to have only one boyfriend! I want to have four or five boyfriends!
But it seems that getting even one boyfriend here is quite problematic. Let alone more!
Overall, I have been on two dates with Finnish men and both times they paid for me, which is good. But both dates didn’t end in bed, which is bad. I have no problem with guys taking me to restaurants and paying for me, but I do have a problem when they do not take me home after that.
My sexual experience here so far has been limited to non-Finnish men. The first one was Estonian. Then there was a Romanian. And the third one was Italian. (I do have a plan to do all kinds of European men!)
Romanian and Italian guys told me some pretty interesting things about Finnish men.
‘Finnish men either do anonymous sex,’ the Romanian guy told me, ‘or, if they think that they are dating you, they think that sex is going to spoil the relationship… Finnish men think that sex is something rather dirty.’
‘The problem with the Finnish men is that,’ the Italian guy told me, ‘they are often too drunk to have sex.’
We will live and see, I guess.
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| Clothes & Languages |
[18 Nov 2008|04:40pm] |
Finns and clothes…
If I see somewhere ‘Finns’ and ‘well-dressed’ in the same sentence, I would think that this is some sort of joke, which is not even all that funny.
You see, Finnish clothing style – in most cases – might be characterised as ‘homeless people style’.
More often that not, it seems that Finns do not care at all what they are wearing – as long as it’s something old, greyish and totally boring.
And what’s even stranger is the fact that even younger people do not care about being well-dressed. And what’s downright weird is that even men who have perfect bodies do not even think that their clothes should – in some sort of way – show off their perfect bodies to the public.
The other day I saw a guy in the changing room of my gym, who had a perfect round arse – the kind of arse that everyone wants to have. Then the guy put on his jeans … and the arse disappeared completely in them! As if he didn’t have an arse at all! Let alone a perfect one!
I was beyond outraged on behalf of his perfect round arse.
I mean, what’s the point in being the owner of a perfect round arse if there is no one to appreciate its beauty beside random men in a changing room?
Finns and languages…
In Finland everything is either in Finnish, or in Swedish, or in both. Very rarely one can find something that is also written in English. (By the way, written Swedish is vaguely understandable. Finnish is not in the least understandable: the words are a mile long with several vowels following one another.)
But everyone in Finland speaks English. Majority of Finns speak very good English. And many Finns speak English much better than I do.
You want to speak English well? Don’t go to native-speaking countries! Go to Scandinavia!
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| Life in Finland |
[14 Nov 2008|05:26pm] |
So, a couple of days ago, the-guy-I-kind-of-like-but-who-is-kind-of-fucked-in-the-head and I were at a gay bar. It should be noted that both of us enjoy a great deal the company of old men, because they are buying us drinks. All we need to do is smile and be generally nice.
‘Can I have your phone number?’ one old man asked me.
(It should be also noted that Finnish men find me particularly attractive. In fact, they find me more attractive than the-guy-I-kind-of-like, though he is objectively much more handsome than I am: he is half a head taller than me and is in perfect shape, has big grey eyes and dark blond hair – you name it, he has it all!)
‘You are dreaming,’ I tell the old man and smile lazily at him.
‘You know, I am very rich,’ he tells me.
‘Are you rich enough for me?’ I ask the guy and kiss my handsome sort-of-boyfriend.
‘You two will have very beautiful children one day,’ the old man continues.
‘Oh,’ my sort-of-boyfriend says. ‘Who will get to be pregnant?’
‘You – that’s only logical,’ I tell him.
‘Yeah,’ he says kind of sadly, ‘I guess it is.’
We haven’t yet had sex. The problem is that there is no place where we could actually do that. He has a place of his own, but he says that it is so horrible that he doesn’t want to invite me there. I tell him that it doesn’t matter and that my opinion of him isn’t going to change. It’s not a crime to be poor, I tell him. He wants me to invite him to my place, but I live in a shared flat, so I can’t do that. But I am sure we will solve this problem somehow.
In other news, yesterday I had a very nice date with another guy – or better to say, man, since he is 33. He took me to a café and most importantly he paid for me. We had a very good evening, which unfortunately, didn’t end in a night of passionate sex. He drove me to my place and said that we would go to his place some other time.
I start to get an impression that Finnish men aren’t particularly interested in sex.
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| NOKIA & VODKA: Connecting People |
[12 Nov 2008|05:44pm] |
Yesterday I spent my last money on a Nokia phone. I am not sure if I survive till the end of the month, since I have about a hundred euros left (140 bucks), but I am not writing to complain on the situation with money.
What I want to complain about is the fact that Nokia phones are not in the least cheap in Finland! I mean maybe they cost like 5% less than in Russia, but that’s still too expensive! Also, if you think that my new and shiny Nokia phone was actually produced in Finland, you would be very, very wrong! It was produced in Hungary! And the things like batteries, headphones, etc. were produced in China!
You see, here in Finland, people deeply care about the environment. That’s why they do not produce anything here. (I guess they do not much care about Hungarian or Chinese environment.)
Anyway, now I want to show you a Russian souvenir teeshirt:
I think it’s brilliant!
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| FINLAND |
[10 Nov 2008|05:01pm] |
Hello, my dear friends!
I’m writing to you from Finland! I love it here! Everyone is so nice! And just to specify the word ‘nice’, I should say that Finns aren’t nice in the way the French are nice: unlike the French, Finns seem to be genuinely caring and to be really interested in making you as comfortable as possible, whereas the French would just tell you whatever you want to hear.
Want to hear the most peculiar thing about Finland? There are so many lesbians here! I mean SO many!! I’ve never even seen lesbians in my whole life and here they are everywhere! And it seems that lesbians come in all shapes and forms: from super masculine to super feminine.
In other gay news, it seems that there is something brewing between my humble self and one guy. The said guy is – how should I best put it? – fucked in the head and poor, but for some reason I really like him. And I don’t just like the way he looks – oh, there are things about him to be liked! – but I seem to like him as a person too, which, believe me, happens so rarely.
We haven’t yet had sex, so I have no idea how this whole thing is going to work out: sexual compatibility is perhaps the most powerful factor in gay relationships.
In yet other gay news, yesterday I had sex with a hot Estonian guy! I’ve always wanted to have sex with an Estonian, because Estonia is such a naughty country: it has been trying to defy Russia for many hundreds of years.
Anyway, that’s all for now! More to come soon!
PS. Congratulations to my American friends! In January you will have a black man in the White House!! XD
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| Thingies |
[28 Oct 2008|08:19pm] |
My dear friends, I have very little time (because I haven’t packed anything yet), but there are so many things I need to tell you!
First off, let me start with things that happened ten days ago.
Last week, on Monday and on Tuesday, my department held an international conference. We invited all our foreign partners.
And although most of our partners started coming right before the conference, two professors from France came well in advance, on Friday, October 17. And since I was the only one at the department who spoke French (at least a little bit), it became my task to entertain the two men.
And although some of you might be (at the moment of reading this) having rather inappropriate fantasies including the two Frenchmen and me, please stop having them! They were very nice and very funny and super intelligent and really, really well mannered and very rich too, but unfortunately, they were both well above 60.
In three days I think we visited all the expensive restaurants and saw everything there was to see. They were always paying for me and they were always speaking French, so I had a really good time.
On Monday all the three of us went for a meeting with the rector. I was interpreting. Surprisingly, it wasn’t too difficult – I guess the Frenchmen were trying to use simple words. After the meeting, the rector was nice enough to invite us for a lunch. The lunch included vodka and both the rector and I were teaching the French how to drink vodka properly. We toasted to the good relations between Russia and France, and to more unity in Europe, and to the common bright future of all European nations. And we came to the perfect agreement that we want no American or anyone else’s influence on our continent.
Then there was the conference but there wasn’t anything exciting about it. On Tuesday I took the two Frenchmen to the airport. On our way to the airport they were talking non-stop how much they enjoyed those five days. They also invited me for a PhD to their university. I said that I would think about it. They said that if I don’t want to come for a long time, I should at least come for a few months. So I guess after Finland I will go to France.
On Wednesday I flew off to Moscow in order to take my passport and visa from the Finnish Embassy. I also had a lot of fun with my friends. They were also inviting me to move to Moscow and finally start working and earning big money. I said I would think about it.
On Friday I returned and told you about my trip to Finland.
As far as my stay in Finland is concerned, everything seems to be better than I expected.
There will even be a whole team meeting me at the international airport of the Finnish capital, Helsinki. They will take me to the place where I will be living for ten months and show me around.
I will be living in a so-called ‘shared apartment’. Basically, it’s a three-room flat for three (same-sex) people, each of whom has his own room. The bad thing is that I will have to share a bathroom with two complete strangers. On the other hand, the two guys I will be sharing ‘apartment’ with might become my best friends – or my worst enemies. They might even turn out to be super hot gay guys and all the three of us would be having hot threesomes. That would be great!
At university I will have my own office, which is very good, because I simply cannot work when someone is talking on the phone or drinking coffee or even breathing. Here, at my ‘home’ university, I have only a desk and that’s why I am never there. At home, on the other hand, I do have my own study. Only my beautiful kitty, Laska, is allowed to disturb me while I work.
That’s all for now! XD
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| I AM GOING TO FINLAND!!! |
[24 Oct 2008|08:55pm] |
My dear friends,
I am very happy to tell you that
on November 1, I am going to
Finland, where I will stay for 10
months, doing research for my
dissertation.
The best thing is that I won’t
be paying for anything; all the
expenses (air tickets, medical
insurance, accommodation,
cost of living, etc.) will be
covered by my research grant.
Love,
Me
PS. For my American friends,
who probably have never
heard of Finland, I should say
that it’s a small country in
Northern Europe between
Sweden and Russia. Finland
is one of the world’s most
developed countries and is
particularly known because
of Nokia, which is connecting
people all over the world,
and, of course, its saunas.
PPS. Details later.
PPPS. Congratulations are
in order. *winks*
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| News |
[11 Oct 2008|08:20pm] |
Not dead I am. Latest news:
(a) The autumn has finally and unfortunately come to our Northern lands. The beginning of the week was warm, sunny, and generally very nice. On Thursday, though, it started to rain; it got rather cold and windy. Although the global warming is doing a lot of nice things to our weather, in my opinion, it’s still not doing enough!
(b) On Tuesday I was speaking to my scientific supervisor. She said that I should ‘get a move on’ and defend my dissertation earlier (before 2010). I was kind of glad to hear that.
(c) On Thursday I gave an interview to the university’s main weekly newspaper. The interviewer mostly asked me about my academic accomplishments. Recognition felt kind of good.
(d) On Friday I went to a break dance class at my fitness club. It was so cool!
(e) Yesterday, an American woman, who killed her Russian child, whom she had adopted, was sentenced to 15 years, but in a year she could be released. Nice, huh? Anyway, this year American ‘parents’ have killed 13 Russian children.
(f) Today I was watching a lot of news. Our analysts are speaking about the current global crisis with barely concealed glee. Crisis, they say, provide a great opportunity for our country. We have enormous financial reserves ($850 billion) and vast oil and gas reserves, which have guaranteed demand, unlike iPhones, for example. In latest developments, we are loaning 4 billion euros ($5.5 billion) to Iceland, which was severely hit by the crisis.
(g) As I told you, a few weeks ago I noticed that I started losing all sexual interest in my fellow countrymen. Since it’s almost impossible to find any foreigners here (aside from workers from poor countries who do our dirty work for $2 an hour), I decided to take adequate measures to restore my interest in Russian men. Basically, I decided to have sex only when I feel desperate.
(i) Today I felt really desperate. I found a guy in the Internet in 30 seconds. He seemed suitable. He sent me a nice photo. When I actually saw him, he turned out to be too skinny. The fact that he was driving a BMW didn’t help. Surprisingly, I am not feeling in the least bit desperate now.
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| Black Obama vs. White McCain or Black Man in White House? |
[05 Oct 2008|08:08pm] |
There is an American analyst, whose name I do not remember, who is speaking Russian, and who rather frequently appears on different Russian television channels. If I am not mistaken, he is a director of some centre of political research. But unlike Russian researchers from USA and Canada Institute, this man can explain American politics in very simple words.
Yesterday I was listening to him very attentively.
As you all well know, Obama is rather ahead of McCain, which is somewhat disappointing for me, since I want an Evil Old Man & Pretty Stupid Woman to get the White House.
The analyst said:
No one can say how important the fact that Obama is African American will turn out to be.
I believe there is a large group of Americans – white Americans – who now support Obama, but who on November 4 will suddenly change their minds and will vote for McCain. These people do not even suspect that they are going to do this. But when they will need to make their final decision, they will suddenly understand that they do not want an African American to be their president. Perhaps they will be shocked by this revelation.
I do not know how many Americans will do this. But I do know that the current ratings do not reflect the reality.
So I hope that there is still chance for McCain. (If you are interested, read here why I want McCain to be the next US president.)
Anyway, there is a question for my American friends:
In your opinion, how many white Americans will change their minds and vote for McCain instead of Obama? Who do you think will become the next US president?
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| RIP |
[04 Oct 2008|08:10pm] |
Yesterday, sarahtales posted the last chapter of Drop Dead Gorgeous.
It was the last piece of Harry Potter fan fiction I had been following… and it was over. That’s it, I thought, Harry Potter fandom is officially dead – at least for me.
Today I was burying HP fandom.
I threw out all the works of fan fiction I had printed out over the last years. The pile was simply enormous – probably some ten thousand pages in small font.
The only fan fiction I didn’t throw out was cassandraclare’s Draco Trilogy.
I do not know whether I will ever have time to re-read it – the thing is about 750,000 words – but I think I should keep it anyway: it brought much joy into my life.
Rest in peace, Harry Potter fandom.
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| The Wonders of Photoshop |
[02 Oct 2008|08:22pm] |
Although I am not even nearly as beautiful as Laska, I decided to post this picture anyway:
Don’t I look fantastic? XD
PS. This photo is extremely photoshopped. I don’t look like this at all.
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| LASKA |
[01 Oct 2008|09:41pm] |
Laska, the world’s most beautiful woman.
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| NO TIME! |
[28 Sep 2008|08:09pm] |
I am the only person of my age I know who doesn’t have to work. And yet, I have no time! That must be impossible but it’s true!
So, what do I do?
(a) I work on my dissertation, which usually includes thinking, discussing my thoughts with my supervisor, and then publishing them in form of an article in a scientific magazine. When the time for defence of the dissertation comes, I will need to put all my articles together, which will hopefully be enough.
(b) Sometimes I have students to teach. I certainly do not see this activity of mine as ‘work’. Firstly, because I earn so little that I let the salary accumulate on my bank account for at least half a year. Secondly, because I get absolutely no satisfaction from having to teach imbeciles.
(c) Sometimes I go to department meetings, where I sit quietly in the last row and try not to attract any attention to my persona. When I need to vote I agree with the majority.
(d) I go to the fitness club five times a week. I seriously work out. You see I plan to be 80 kg (177 pounds) by the next summer. I plan to have only hard muscle and no fat. At the fitness club I also attend Yoga and Pilates classes.
(e) I study French four times a week. I am also reading French newspapers. In time I plan to stop using British sources of information altogether and use only the French ones.
(f) I spend about half an hour a day on checking my email box and on Live Journal. I usually have no time to carefully read my friends-list, but I always look through it and read entries that catch my attention. (If you want to get my complete attention, put the word French into your entry! *winks*) I try to occasionally update my Live Journal simply to show that I am not dead.
(g) Sometimes I have sex. I have been surprised to find that I have little desire for my fellow countrymen. I don’t mean to say that Russian sex is bad. It’s just… it seems so ordinary to me now, whereas I want extraordinary.
(i) I eat a lot. I especially enjoy having lazy breakfasts in the morning, which sometimes develop into lunches. I might start around 11 am and finish around 2 pm. I usually watch different news channels while eating.
(j) And lastly, I spend a lot of time on sleep. Sometimes when I go to sleep I miss Gérald… I guess he is my first semi-real love.
Conclusion #1: I do not have – and possibly will never have – time for working.
Conclusion #2: Getting a rich boyfriend is the best way out!
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| Stuff |
[24 Sep 2008|08:11pm] |
I haven’t updated in a while, so I guess I should say a few things.
(a) Today I delivered my first lecture! There were more than 150 students in the huge hall! Such an honour was given to me because the professor, who is usually reading this lecture, is on a business trip. Also, the head of the department is on sick leave and other professors aren’t specialising in this subject. So they had to either reschedule the lecture or let me deliver it, and since it was only a one-time thing, they decided that it would be a ‘valuable experience’ for me. (Also they took into account the fact that I am defending a dissertation on the subject next year, so I am quite qualified.) The experience wasn’t simply ‘valuable’: it was terrific! Although I do admit that the lecture was probably too academic and the students most probably didn’t understand anything. On the plus side, I looked great: I spent an hour on doing my hair and one more hour on choosing the clothes.
(b) Next week I am flying to Moscow for one day. As some of you know, 10 days ago a Boeing 737 crashed near the Russian city of Perm, claiming lives of 88 people. The worst thing about it for me is that I am flying on the plane of the same airline, Aeroflot. What I find somewhat reassuring is the fact that I am flying on Tupolev 154, a Russian airplane. Plus, the General Prosecutor’s Office has checked all the airplanes that belong to Aeroflot.
(c) I am doing a lot of progress at the gym. As a result, I am falling in love with my chest muscles more and more every day! I guess the next time I go to Paris I will be going only to the sex clubs and saunas for narcissistic men. Thankfully, there are lots of them!
(d) I highly approve of US Treasury’s plan to spend $700 billion of taxpayers’ money on buying ‘bad’ debts. The US doesn’t have so much money, which will mean that they will simply print out the necessary amount of US dollars, which will hopefully bring US dollar to spectacular devaluation. You see, America’s might is founded on US dollar. If US dollar loses its value, America will stop being an evil superpower, which will make the world a much better place.
(e) In other market news, oil is growing in price, which is good for Russia, the second oil producer in the world, and for Venezuela, a very nice country. I think that a barrel should cost at least $200.
(f) I was kind of proud of the Large Hadron Collider: out of 7,000 scientists and engineers, who designed and built it, 1,000 are Russians. But in the light of the latest technical faults, which made sure that the experiments wouldn’t start for a long time, I am suddenly not so proud.
(g) I have lessons on the French language four times a week. Hopefully, by the next summer I will be speaking French like a Frenchman.
(i) My dearest kitty, Laska, whom we thought to be rather clumsy, seems to have caught every single mouse in the area. Her attention is now turning to birds. The worst thing about it is that she never eats her prey. When she catches something, she lets it go, then catches it again. She repeats the procedure until the poor thing dies of nervous exhaustion and many wounds. She looks especially beautiful when she is playing. A Deadly Beauty, I started calling her.
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| US Elections: The Show Must Go On! |
[19 Sep 2008|09:31pm] |
I have been inventing names for US candidates for presidents and vice-presidents. It’s fun!
I started with short names:
Obama – Black Populist
McCain – Evil Old Man
Biden – Boring Old Man
Palin – Pretty Stupid Face
Then I decided to do longer names:
Obama – The Man Who Is So Inexperienced That He Might Die Of Shock On The Very First Day In Office When He Actually Understands Exactly What He Has Signed Up For
McCain – The Man Who Has One Foot In The Grave And Has Just A Pretty Stupid Face To Leave Behind As The President
Biden – The Man I Do Not Know Anything About Aside From The Fact That He Is Hostile To Russia
Palin – Imagine The Horror If McCain Is Elected President And Then Kicks Off
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| Large Hard-On Collider |
[11 Sep 2008|09:54pm] |
I was thinking about Large Hadron Collider…
And you know what?
If you change ‘r’ and ‘d’ in the word ‘hadron’, you will get ‘hardon’ or ‘hard-on’!
Just think about it!
LARGE HARD-ON COLLIDER…
So coooooool! I want to own one!
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| Yoga & Fitness |
[07 Sep 2008|08:09pm] |
I CAN STAND ON MY HEAD! Almost on my own! It’s so coooool!
My yoga instructor says that standing on one’s head is very important. She says that it could stop the aging and could prolong one’s youth and could significantly improve the quality of one’s life.
So far I haven’t yet experienced any of the above. So far standing on my head has significantly hurt my neck. Although I do feel somewhat energised after it.
Also it seems that I am getting the hang of meditation and mantra signing. As you might guess, it’s very hard for me – for a person with super analytical mind – to actually stop thinking and analysing. But when I concentrate on the breathing I do manage to somewhat clear my head of thoughts.
The yoga instructor says that 15 minutes of meditation is just as refreshing as 8 hours of sleep. She says that meditation ‘closes one door and opens a thousand’. You know, it doesn’t seem as total bullshit now.
In other yoga-related news, I have recently found that YOGA BREATHING TECHNIQUES COULD ACTUALLY ENHANCE THE SENSATIONS DURING SEX!! I concentrate on the breathing and on the sensations and… oh my God! The downside of it is that your partner gets tuned out completely. On the other hand, sometimes you actually want to tune out the partner…
In other fitness-related news, I have doubled my efforts at the gym and I have even started consuming additional protein. I am also taking lots of vitamins, minerals and essential phospholipids (to protect the liver).
MAIN RESULTS:
(a) Most of my free time I am too tired to do anything, so I watch DVDs and television shows on my computer. (Yesterday I watched The Dark Knight and The Prestige. The Dark Knight was the worst Batman movie of all. The Prestige was very cool. Today I watched Wanted because it was a Hollywood blockbuster made by Timur Bekmambetov, a Russian. It was good – for an American blockbuster, I mean.)
(b) Despite the additional protein, I cannot seem to stop eating. I have become a food-processing machine.
(c) But all of the above is okay: I am gaining around one kilogram (2.2 pounds) a week!
(d) I am falling in love with my chest muscles. I really am.
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| Torchwood! |
[06 Sep 2008|08:10pm] |
At last I got my hands on the first season of Torchwood!
You, my dear friends-list, have been telling me non-stop for quite a while how cool it is, and I have finally had the chance to see the whole coolness of Torchwood on my own.
Yet I didn’t expect much from Torchwood, because, I thought, it was just a spin-off from Doctor Who. (I watched two seasons of Doctor Who and came to conclusion that it was a load of crap. And, by the way, one Russian TV channel was showing Doctor Who during the summer as a daytime show. It was obviously targeted at schoolchildren on summer holidays.)
Torchwood started as an ordinary stupid low-budget television show for teenagers – even gay snogging right in the first episode didn’t help much to improve the first impression.
But then, everything unexpectedly started to change. The episodes started getting better and better till they reached unprecedented quality for a television show: a few episodes of the second half of the first season were actually like good movies! A pity though, that the last episode was just as bad as the first one, but thankfully it didn’t manage to spoil my overall positive impression.
The most important thing that should be noted is that the characters of Torchwood aren’t flat, boring and standardised like those in American shows. I was very much surprised to be actually moved by some of the characters’ thoughts and emotions.
Torchwood is not ready-made for consumption – you’ve got to chew it properly: there is something that is left unsaid, something that you need to work out on your own, something that gets even my interest…
Also, there is the English humour in Torchwood that I personally find very charming.
And of course, Torchwood is very gay – like half of European products of popular culture.
Thoughts?
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| The Face of the True Evil |
[05 Sep 2008|08:30pm] |
Now I know The Face of the True Evil.
Thank you, my dear friends-list for showing it to me, because, really, I would have never guessed on my own that Sarah Palin’s face, a face of a relatively young and beautiful mother of five could be The Face of the True Evil.
Now I know.
Thank you, again, my dear friends-list!
*dies*
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| Ancient History |
[01 Sep 2008|09:27pm] |
Russia and Georgia have lived in one state – first in the Russian Empire and then in the Soviet Union – in peace for hundreds of years. And it’s such a pity to see what is happening to our relationship, to our cultural ties because of the Washington’s foreign policy.
The conflict between Georgia and Russia is getting ridiculous. For example, Georgians started accusing Russia that many Georgians were subjected to repressions during Soviet times.
Yes, our journalists say, this is true. Indeed, many Georgians – as well as many Russians – were subjected to repressions during Soviet times. But should we remind the surnames of those who initiated the repressions?
The first surname is Stalin. Some of you might not know this historic fact but ‘Stalin’ is just a pseudonym. His real surname was Dzhugashvilli. He was Georgian.
Another person responsible for repressions was the head of KGB in Stalin’s times – Beriya. He was another Georgian.
Soviet history is an essential part of national histories of both Russia and Georgia. It’s pointless to start accusing each other of things that are long gone.
By the way, there is a popular television show Who Is The Greatest Russian? So far Stalin is one of the leaders. No one in Russia says, ‘Stalin is in fact Georgian, so let’s forget about his achievements and choose someone else as the greatest Russian.’ Russians continue voting for him!
In other news, there is a funny anecdote that I read in a newspaper today. As some of you might know, NATO sent 18 warships to the Black Sea with ‘humanitarian aid’ to Georgia. The anecdote says: Don’t smoke near American humanitarian aid. It might blow up!
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| A Russian Guy’s French Adventures: Part III (NC – 17 / Adult) |
[28 Aug 2008|08:12pm] |
I am not really used to being checked out by practically every man on the street.
In Paris I am being checked out by young men, by old men, by handsome men, by ugly men, by men with women, and even by men with small children! In fact sometimes it seems that straight men are extinct in Paris…
There is a straight sex club in Paris that has a gay zone. An ad of the club says: ‘They are straight when they go in. They are straight when they go out. But in between… mama mia!’
Also it should be noted that by my third week in Paris, Frenchmen start to recognise me as one of their own. Even after exchanging a couple of phrases in their native language, they are still thinking that I am French. And only when they start talking too fast, I have to say: ‘Tu parles très vite. Je ne comprend pas.’ (You speak very fast. I don’t understand.)
‘Tu es pas Français?’ they ask me in surprise. (You are not French?)
When I tell them that I am Russian they become twice more enthusiastic! In the whole world – and especially in the West – who could possibly be more exotic than a Russian? No one!
And seeing the reaction of the Frenchmen to my nationality, I begin to think what other nationalities I would like to do… Here is the top3:
(a) a Scotsman, because kilt is the sexiest thing in the world,
(b) a Spanish, because I love Almodovar’s movies,
(c) an American, because America is an evil superpower. (I find that terribly sexy!)
A RUSSIAN GUY’S FRENCH ADVENTURES
Part III
Rating: NC – 17 / Adult
( A Russian Guy’s French Adventures: Part III (NC – 17 / Adult) )
Previous posts:
A Russian Guy’s French Adventures: Part I (NC – 17 / Adult)
A Russian Guy’s French Adventures: Part II (NC – 17 / Adult)
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| FINALLY!! |
[26 Aug 2008|08:10pm] |
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Congratulations to the peoples of Abkhazia and South Ossetia! They have been waiting for this moment for more than 15 years, and now, at last, Russia has recognised them as independent states. And I should say that today I am especially proud to be Russian: I am proud to live in a country that can defend its people, can do the right thing, and can afford not to care what others think about it. The independence of Abkhazia and South Ossetia might not be recognised by many countries. But it doesn’t matter: it won’t be too long before both Abkhazia and South Ossetia will become regions of the Russian Federation. Of course, there are many formalities to go through before that. We will have to make certain changes to the Constitution. Plus, both peoples will need to hold referendums. But when all this is gone through, Abkhazia and South Ossetia will finally have peace, because there isn’t a single country in the world that will dare launch an assault on the Russian territory. And for these two peoples, who have been living in fear of Georgia since the collapse of the Soviet Union, peace is the most important thing in the world. Yesterday many Western analysts said that Russia would not dare recognise independence of Abkhazia and South Ossetia. They said that the Kremlin simply wanted to bargain with the West. In other news, today Russia suspended all cooperation with NATO. Now it will be very hard for the alliance to continue military operations in Afghanistan. I wonder where the world is heading now. Sure, we are living in dangerous times, but I think that there is no other choice. The world needs to change. What do you think?
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| Random News |
[24 Aug 2008|08:12pm] |
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First off, I returned from Moscow. The capital was terrific as usual. There are things I would like to tell you about but I guess I will have to wait till I finish telling you about my holiday in Paris. Secondly, I am extremely satisfied with the Olympics! The results are just the way they should be: China is on the first place, the US is on the second, and Russia is on the third! I wish the world were like this too. I wish Russia didn’t have to fight with the Americans. I wish the Chinese officially took our place. And while the US and China were fighting and spending enormous resources on neutralising each other, Russia could seize control of the European Union and the Middle East! That would be totally cool! Thirdly, I should say that the conflict in South Ossetia went the way I predicted. Russia did manage to show to the whole world that we are very much able to defend our national interests. And the Bush administration managed to fail again. When they made Georgian President Saakashvilli launch an assault on South Ossetia they were probably hoping that Russian reaction would be too slow. Well, it wasn’t, and Georgia was very quickly defeated. Plus, all American efforts to win a diplomatic war against Russia are also failing: Russia is still demonstrating complete lack of interest at the threats that are coming on daily basis from the White House. We know that we can do whatever we want and that there is nothing that America can do about it: if the US, for example, tries to kick us out from G8, we can freeze all American efforts against Iran. Fourthly, I am not surprised at Obama’s choice of the vice president. And although it will certainly jeopardise his image of a person who wants to bring some change to America, I guess America itself would only like to hear of change, but not actually have it.
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| Off to Moscow! |
[19 Aug 2008|08:09pm] |
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Just a quick note to let you all know that tomorrow morning I am flying off to Moscow for three days to have some fun with my friends. I will return on Saturday. I will be staying with my super hot gay friend. He is 30. He is tall (190 cm or 6’3”), very well muscled and classically handsome in a very masculine way. He earns a lot of money, speaks German as if it’s his native language, has a Master’s Degree in Applied Mathematics, so he is super clever too. Sounds like a perfect guy, does he not? I call him The Man of My Dreams. It makes him laugh. But unfortunately, his good points are limited by the above-mentioned. If I were to recollect all his negative points, it would probably take a couple of hours. We have never had sex, though we slept together on the same bed a few times and there is some sexual tension between us. I think it’s unlikely that our relationship will change this time: we both value our friendship too much, so we are both afraid to spoil it by something so trivial as sex. Anyway, I will reply to all your comments to my holiday posts – Part I (NC–17) and Part II (NC–17) – upon my return. Bye! XD
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| A Russian Guy’s French Adventures: Part II (NC – 17 / Adult) |
[18 Aug 2008|08:09pm] |
There are lots of enthusiastic people on the streets of Paris who want to talk to you about saving the planet, French health care system, world economic crisis, etc. There are more people who are raising funds for various charity organisations. And there are even more people who ask you to give them money pour manger (to eat). Since it’s nothing like that in Russia, sometimes on the Parisian streets I felt as if I was in a zoo.
Also, it was fun to watch the French interact with each other.
When you go round the city in the evening, there are lots of people meeting each other in cafes and restaurants. You can see men hugging and kissing each other on both cheeks everywhere! They say that on the south of France people kiss up to four times as the way of greeting!
In Russia men shake hands or simply say hello. Women simply say hello. No one kisses! Parents kiss their children only during childhood, because if a child doesn’t get enough love, they develop lots of complexes and other mental disorders, so it’s obligatory to kiss children when they are small.
If someone tried to kiss me in greeting in Russia I would probably say: ‘Eww! I have my own bacteria! I don’t need yours!’
One day there was a guy on the street who wanted to save animals in Africa. He was gesticulating wildly and telling me how important it was to protect poor African animals. He was so enthusiastic that he put his hand on my shoulder.
In Russia I would say: ‘Take your dirty hand off me!!’
But I was in Paris, so I was just looking at the hand on my shoulder, trying hard not to show how alarmed I was, and repeating like a mantra in my head: ‘It’s okay. I am extremely open-minded about another nation’s culture. Really.’
XD
A RUSSIAN GUY’S FRENCH ADVENTURES
Part II
Rating: NC – 17 / Adult
( A Russian Guy’s French Adventures: Part II (NC – 17 / Adult) )
Previous post: A Russian Guy’s French Adventures: Part I (NC – 17 / Adult)
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| A Russian Guy’s French Adventures: Part I (NC – 17 / Adult) |
[12 Aug 2008|08:15pm] |
My holiday in Paris was not just a simple kind of holiday where people have some fun and relax before returning to their ordinary lives. My holiday was a life-changing experience and it wasn’t in the least bit relaxing! In fact if I had some money left, I would go and have another holiday. Somewhere on the shores of the sea with sun and white sand and with lots of food… God, that sounds nice!
A bit of prehistory first…
Last year I went on a European tour. I arrived in Paris and spent five days there. It was then that I discovered the full wonder of the Frenchmen. I had sex with three of them and it was utterly fantastic. Then my group left Paris on a bus. We visited some small towns and Luxemburg and then we arrived in Berlin. I didn’t find German men particularly interesting. After a couple of days in Berlin we flew back to Russia.
When I returned home I decided that I would return to Paris next year. For the whole year I was saving money and learning the French language – the language of the Frenchmen. All my material and moral resources were directed at one aim.
I wanted to spend as much time in Paris as possible. I managed to accumulate enough money only for three weeks. Even that cost me around $3,000. Plus, I had to take with me around 1,500 Euros ($2,300). So the whole thing cost me – or it would be better to say my parents – more than $5,000. But I think that was the most wisely spent money in my whole life: it was direct investment into happiness.
So what’s so special about Frenchmen?
An average Frenchman is small (170 cm; 5’7”) and dark-haired and has coarse stubble that feels totally mind-blowing when he kisses you… A French kiss from a Frenchman is a truly unforgettable experience. A Frenchman is also rather big when it comes to the length and girth of certain body parts of extreme importance. I have had sex with many Frenchmen and I haven’t encountered a single one who had less than 7 inches.
But most importantly, a Frenchman is passionate. He is also dominating and prefers to top. He knows how to give you pleasure. He knows how to make you feel thoroughly loved. A Frenchman doesn’t simply fuck – he makes love to you and he makes you feel as if you are the centre of his universe. This phenomenon is known in some cultures as French Love. And I came to Paris in search for it. The only downside of it is that it doesn’t last long: a Frenchman will forget all about you in a short while and will start searching another stranger to French-Love. He is never satisfied.
A Frenchman is not fit for a long-term relationship. He values his independence and freedom more than anything else. Fidelity is a foreign concept to him. But what kind of choice does he have? The French language is one of very few languages on this planet that has a plural form of the word love. You can count love in French the same way you count oranges in a supermarket! Today I would like a love and three oranges, please. You can’t do that even in the world’s greatest and most powerful language – you can’t do that in Russian.
A RUSSIAN GUY’S FRENCH ADVENTURES
Part I
Rating: NC – 17 / Adult
( A Russian Guy’s French Adventures: Part I (NC – 17 / Adult) )
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| War |
[09 Aug 2008|08:09pm] |
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Well, that’s it: Georgia started a war in South Ossetia. Yesterday the capital city of South Ossetia – Tskhinvali – was almost completely destroyed by Georgian armed forces. There are thousands of dead and injured people, most of whom have Russian citizenship. No self-respecting country could possibly allow such crimes against its own people to go unpunished. Russia was forced to retaliate. While the whole world was watching in awe the opening ceremony of Beijing Olympics, Russian tanks were crossing the border of South Ossetia. Today the Georgian war criminals were forced to retreat. Of course, tiny and weak Georgia would have never dared to go against giant and powerful Russia. That’s why what we are having now is not the conflict between Georgia and Russia – this is the conflict of interest between the United States and the Russian Federation. Washington probably wants to test the strength of new Russia. It certainly doesn’t care that a few thousands people have already died – it certainly didn’t care about the deaths of more than a million Iraqi people. The conflict in South Ossetia should become the moment in modern history when Russia re-emerges on the international scene as a major power. We need to show to the US and to the whole world that we can fight for our interests and for our people. The military campaign in South Ossetia should be swift and brutal and we need Georgia on its knees as soon as possible. And I think in current environment we cannot let the conflict go on forever: we need to accept both South Ossetia and Abkhazia into Russia, because that is the only way to ensure the long-term safety and security of peoples of both republics. ETA Read the BBC article here. It seems to be the least biased one. Also you could read readers’ recommended comments of Have Your Say on the BBC here.
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| STUPID MEME |
[06 Aug 2008|10:24pm] |
I cannot believe I am doing this!
Got tagged by thisisdavid and now I have to do a stupid meme! Thank you, David. Really.
01. How has LJ changed your life?
It eats some of my time, so I guess it has influenced my life. Who knows what I could have done instead of wasting my time here, doing stupid memes?
02. What do you do before bedtime?
Oh. Do you really want to know? *winks* Okay, that was a joke. I brush my teeth, wash my face and put a lot of expensive professional cosmetics on it.
03. What are you going to have for dinner tonight?
I have already had a dinner. It was chicken soup with champignons. I also had some Roquefort.
04. What is the ONE place you want to go before you die if you had the money and the time?
I have no idea. I hope that a lot of time will pass before my death and I will be able to decide where I would like to return: I guess I wouldn’t want to go a new place.
05. What scares you?
Being unhappy.
06. What do you do in your free time?
Stupid memes!!!
07. If you could speak another language (meaning one you currently don't know), what would it be?
German. Because it’s the language of the most important country of the European Union.
08. What personal belonging do you have with you everywhere you go?
I am not emotionally attached to anything I own.
09. What was your favourite song or musical group when you were young?
Favourite song? Don’t remember. I guess it wasn’t too important to me.
10. Are you a risk taker?
Never.
11. Is being tagged fun?
Yeah. Really. I mean: What could possibly be more fun than being tagged??
12. Where do you see yourself in ten years?
I see myself living in different big cities around the world. Now it’s Paris. In half a year it’s New York. Then it’s Moscow, etc. I love big cities.
13. If you could be anyone for one day, who would you be?
A really hot blond woman! So that I could do all the straight men I like!!
14. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?
Oh ! David est très drôle !
15. Would you rather be single & rich or married but poor?
Happily married? Then, probably. Simply married? Then, I would rather be rich. I can’t really imagine myself being poor.
16. How many children do you want to have, if any?
Four or five. I cannot be so mean to the world as not to leave after myself someone possibly just as brilliant!
17. Is reality objective or subjective?
This is a stupid philosophic question that has no answer! The reality is both objective and subjective depending on the philosophic system you belong to.
18. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?
I would try to keep both. But if I had to choose I would make a reasonable choice based on quantitative characteristics such as length and girth of certain body parts or amount of money on bank account.
19. Would you have 100% safe sex with a stranger for $10,000,000?
Who wouldn’t?
20. What is your favourite colour?
Black.
I tag seven people as the meme asks:
shezan
the_magician
glitterboy1
metamorphosa
kestrelsparhawk
zschechfan
tulimeeria
Please don’t hate me! It’s all thisisdavid’s fault!
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| Home… Sweet Home |
[05 Aug 2008|08:18pm] |
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I HAVE RETURNED!! I still cannot believe that I am actually home… Sometimes I look out of the window and expect to see the narrow streets of Paris with its old and beautiful buildings, but failing that, for a moment I have no idea what’s going on… It feels as if only yesterday I was packing my stuff and now I am home… It all feels surreal… To simply say that I have had a great time in Paris is to say nothing. I took my digital voice recorder with me and carefully recorded all the interesting stuff. I also had a small notebook where I wrote small things that happened to me. So I hope that in the next couple of weeks I will be able to go through my records and tell you all about my holiday with all the saucy details. *winks* Sorry about sounding a little bit too wistful – I hope that in a few days I will return to being my usual self. Now, say hello to me! And tell me what has happened in the last three weeks! XD
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| Holiday is about to start! |
[12 Jul 2008|08:09pm] |
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Oh my God! My airplane takes off in 38 hours! This airplane will take me to Kaliningrad, which is Russia’s most western city, and which serves as a major air transport hub. There I will board another plane that will take me to Charles de Gaulle airport. Thanks to the time difference, I won’t lose much time and will be in Paris at 2.05 pm. It should be noted that I am arriving in Paris on July 14, which is one of the most important national holidays in France – the Bastille Day. That day, in 1789, the rebels took the great fortress of Bastille, which had instilled terror for hundreds of years. Unfortunately, the rebels didn’t think that in a couple of centuries, the Bastille fortress could have become one of the most important historic monuments in the world, and, incidentally, a major tourist attraction. The fortress was destroyed and its stones were used for building a bridge of little significance. But I digress. All this week I was very busy making plans for my holiday. There are so many events in Parisian gay life! Underwear Party here! Jacuzzi Party there! Naked Party in a third place! Sports Party in a fourth place! I had to make a schedule! However, when the schedule was completed and all my evenings turned out to be busy, I realised that there were so many other places and parties I would like to visit but there’s no time for them. I also decided that I should visit some other French cities and have some fun there. I chose Strasbourg because it’s one of the capitals of the European Union and I chose Lyon because it’s France’s second largest city after Paris. (The EU has three capitals: Brussels, Luxembourg and Strasbourg. Last year I was in Luxembourg, so if this year I visit Strasbourg, I will have only Brussels left!) Both Strasbourg and Lyon are approximately 400 km (250 miles) away from Paris. Both cities are connected to Paris by France’s famous TGV – train à grande vitesse – the best in the world network of high-speed trains. Thanks to the fact that these trains go at speed of more than 300 km (190 miles) per hour, I could go to both Strasbourg and Lyon in the morning, spend there some 12 hours or so and return to Paris in the evening. Cool, huh? I wish we had something like TGV in Russia… but that’s unlikely: in a country where few people are scattered on huge territory, building something as expensive as TGV will never justify itself. Anyway, I will be away from July 14 to August 4. I doubt that I will be updating my Live Journal while in France, but I promise to make careful notes every single day. Upon my return I will tell you all about French sex in great detail! Wish me good luck and bon voyage! XD
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| American Elections |
[04 Jul 2008|08:23pm] |
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When I made my posts on American elections – Part I and Part II – I wanted a big discussion. But things do not work like that on Live Journal. Big discussions happen when you least expect or want them. That’s why I was very much surprised to receive a very, very good comment. Thanks again, Tyrical! Here are some extracts from it with my thoughts: Bush has been an eye opener for me in the ways of how the smart will disguise themselves as stupid. Bush showed me how willing so many are to be led. Bush also showed me that people who truly believe that what they are doing is right is good and godly; will stop at nothing to see there vision arise. Even when it’s clear it's destroying the world around us. That’s exactly my point! I want to thank George Bush for opening the eyes of millions of Americans. But there are still Americans whose eyes are resolutely closed! Bush’s rating is still about 27%, which, in my opinion, is outrageous. But what I personally find even more outrageous is that there are even more Americans who support McCain, though he is obviously even more schizophrenic than Bush. These Americans also need to open their eyes. And that’s why I wholeheartedly support John McCain. If he wins, his presidency will be a major eye-opening experience for America. It certainly won’t be nice, but who knows, some real change might come after that. History is the ultimate predictor. America's dominance will fall. […] When that happens do you believe Russia will do a better job than America? Has it learned any lessons from watching America? Indeed, all empires fall – sooner or later. And Russia is not that unique, and anyway, Russia has been a superpower twice and we are still hated for that. We will never become the leader of the world again. And in fact we no longer want to dominate the world. We just want to be safe, influential and rich. That’s all. Of course, the Kremlin would like to be the greatest source of power in the world. But however ambitious it might be, it knows that it has had its chances. At best Russia will be able to gain a significant influence on Europe and on Middle East. But even thinking that Russia will be able to take America’s place in the world is stupid: we don’t have and never will have enough resources for that. I am sure China will be the new superpower and I am afraid that it will be worse than America. Who knows, one day Russia and America might unite against the rule of China. ~*~*~*~ Thoughts?
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| McCain & Obama: Part II [1] |
[01 Jul 2008|08:17pm] |
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McCain or Obama? Which one is better for Europe and Russia? First off, it should be noted that America and Russia are still enemies. We are definitely not the kind of enemies that we were during the Cold War. Our leaders meet regularly and smile at each other and talk of cooperation. (Only yesterday President Medvedev welcomed US Secretary of the Treasury in the Kremlin.) Yet we always criticise each other: the US regularly publishes reports on lack of democracy in Russia, Russia is always ready to point out America’s failures as the world’s leader. But that’s not the reason why we are enemies. Today America and Russia are enemies – or some might say rivals – because our strategic national interests lie in the same place: in Europe. Europe is the most economically, technologically and socially developed part of the world. European economy is twice as large as that of the United States. But unlike the US, Europe consists of lots and lots of small nations that all hate each other. Thanks to this, Europe cannot agree on anything and that’s why, despite its economic might, Europe remains an unimportant player on the international stage. All Russia wants from Europe can be summarised in two things: (a) We want to be able to freely invest our money in Europe. Specifically we want to buy shares of Europe’s most important corporations. (b) We want Europe to pull its investments from American economy and pump them into Russia. But Europe is like a child who has inherited a lot of money. As you well know, children cannot make decisions about their money on their own – they need a guardian. Today this guardian is the US. And this guardian wants to keep European money where they are now and doesn’t want Russia to gain control of any semi-important European companis. In the light of American elections, Europe lives in hope that Obama will win the elections and will become a better guardian than Bush. Europe is being so naïve! As long as dominating Europe will be in American interests, no American president will grant it more independence. You want independence? You’ve got to fight for it. Now, let us take a look at Russia. Do you know what was one of the best things that has happened to Russia in the last years? American war in Iraq! It brought uncertainty to oil markets, which skyrocketed the prices for crude oil. As you well know, Russia is the second oil producer in the world. And thanks to the soaring prices Russia managed to pay all its debts and accumulate $600 billion. Another war – in Iran, for example – and the oil prices might reach $200 a barrel or even more. Another good thing about war in Iraq – for Russia, of course – is its impact on America’s international image. Recent polls show that the absolute majority of people in the world believe that America is a force for evil. Some people even think that the world was a better place during the Cold War when America had a challenge in the form of the Soviet Union. That’s why Russia’s choice for the next American president is clear: we want someone aggressive, we want someone who would not simply continue Bush’s line, but someone who would actually turn out to be worse than Bush. That’s why we want McCain. And what Europe needs? (It doesn’t know what it wants; so let’s talk about what it needs.) Europe needs a weak America. Europe needs an America that won’t be able to pull strings. Europe needs an America that won’t interfere into its business. And Europe certainly needs to stop thinking that America can change on its own. If Obama wins, Europe will continue living in its delusions. If McCain wins it will have to face the grim reality. [1] Part I is here.
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| McCain & Obama: Part I |
[27 Jun 2008|08:14pm] |
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McCain or Obama? I think that neither candidate is particularly good for America. In fact it seems to me that there is no right choice between an old man, who is still living in the Cold War, and a relatively young guy, who says that America needs to change but has no idea how to do that. McCain is a step back, whereas Obama is a step into the unknown. Actually, I see the Obama project as an extremely good marketing strategy. Recent polls show that 84% of Americans think that their country is not heading in the right direction. And who could be better suited to talk about change than a young black guy? Fool the voters by a sweet talk of change, come to power and change nothing – at least that appears to be the plan of the Democrats. And as far as the Republicans are concerned, their plans to win the voters do not change: America was blessed by God to do the godly business in this ungodly world, American values are more valuable than values of other nations, blah, blah, blah. From the point of view of someone who has a Master’s Degree in Economics, it’s really confusing why Americans allow their government to treat them the way the said government does. Perhaps it’s not highly publicised information in the US, but you should know that other countries with the same level of GDP per capita as the US have free health care and free education. Why? Because these countries do not spend their taxpayers’ money on trying to dominate the world! It’s bad enough that the US have a military budget that is bigger than military budgets of all other countries in the world put together, the US also spends a lot of money on spying on the whole world and organising revolutions in different countries! That’s the only reason why Americans do not get to have free health care and free education. It should be noted that the Soviet Union during the Cold War also practiced that approach: while Soviet people came to shops only to find empty shelves, the Soviet Union was successfully winning the space race. And we all know how it ended, don’t we? But as far as I know neither McCain nor Obama proposes to cut military, intelligence and ‘democratisation’ budgets and spend the money on turning the US into a social paradise. Why? Because, really guys, who gives a damn about ordinary people while boys in the White House, Pentagon and CIA are busy enjoying the feeling of having the world at their feet?
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| Philosophy & Democracy |
[09 Jun 2008|08:35pm] |
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The last three weeks of my life passed in preparations for the state exam on History and Philosophy of Science. Today, finally, I passed the exam and got my usual and well deserved ‘excellent’. I won’t be totally sincere if I tell you that I wasted my time. As a matter of fact, I have learned some things. Now I even like some philosophers. For example, I’ve come to like Marx quite a bit for providing the most rational explanation of what a society is. And I like Nietzsche and Freud for explaining the irrational nature of a human being. I think if you put together the views of all the three philosophers, you will get a very clear picture on the society and a human being. Also, I learned a very important thing: democracy is a social result of economic development. If you think about it, you will realise that it’s totally obvious. What is the most democratic country in the world? It’s Switzerland. There, people directly make all the important decisions about their country. By no coincidence Switzerland happens to be the wealthiest country in the world. We can also take a look at the European Union. You will see a very curious thing: countries in the East of the EU are far less democratic than countries in the West of the EU. Why? They are less economically developed. For example, Estonia violates the rights of 25% of its population on daily basis because they are Russians, who had a misfortune to be born in Estonia during Soviet times or even now. A few weeks ago Estonia brought to trial an 88-year-old hero of WW2. The old man has a terminal cancer. And what are the least democratic countries in the world? African countries, of course. Also, I would like to point out that India is not ‘the world’s largest democracy’ as some Western powers call it. India is the most important ally of the US against China and that’s the only reason why a country where people live and work in inhuman conditions suddenly became a democracy. Anyway, who needs a freedom of speech in a country where illiteracy rate is 40%??? (In Russia, for example, illiteracy rate is 0.04%.) All the above allows me to make a conclusion that a democracy cannot be imposed on other countries. Which means that American expenditures on democratisation of other countries have, in fact, nothing to do with democracy. Thoughts?
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| FSR vs. Minotaur |
[09 Mar 2007|08:15pm] |
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I guess most of my f-list aren’t really interested in my cat or in the things I’m reading or in my life. And I guess I am not completely comfortable with reporting things like ‘I fucked him so hard, he passed out’, though I can guess (yet again) that such things would have been of much more interest. I’ll try to compensate for my unacceptable behaviour in this post. So, yes, amongst other things, this post is about GAY SEX! :) I do believe that my Slasher’s Guide to Gay Sex hasn’t hurt fandom in any way. After all, it wasn’t the first guide and it met vehement opposition. So, thank you, my dear wankers, for making sure that *everyone* read my guide bearing in mind that it’s no more than my most humble opinion. But there is a Minotaur’s guide that seems to be accepted in fandom as though it contains all the *correct* answers. When I made my first post on the topic some people said things like: ‘Why you’re bothering? There’s a Minotaur’s guide. Haven’t you heard of it?’ In my opinion, such attitude is slightly unhealthy. Because every single guide that teaches people how to do something reflects no more than its author’s opinion. Fandom in general seems to be oblivious of this fact. In this post I’ll try to show that not everything Minotaur says in his guide is 100% truth. GAY SEX AUTHORITIES
Yay to Democracy! Rating: Adult
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| Slasher's Guide to Gay Sex |
[05 Nov 2006|12:29am] |
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When I entered fandom and learned the word slash I was very much surprised that girls were writing it. Lots and lots of it. And for writing it, I want to say: thank you! But in describing relationships/sex scenes between guys my dear female co-fandomers make some mistakes. Well, if it were not so, I would have been even more surprised. This post is meant to help female slashers in writing gay sex. This post reflects no more than my most humble opinion, and it’s completely up to you whether to listen to me or not. But I think that hearing me out won’t hurt fandom in any way. Also I think that it’s much more helpful to hear one gay man’s account on what gay sex is rather than a bunch of statistics. Remember that statistics has potential to prove whatever you want it to. As Nietzsche said, ‘Truth is a kind of misunderstanding that is used for gaining power.’ Please note that this post is an edited version of all of my previous posts. Slasher’s Guide to Gay Sex: one gay man’s perspective WARNING: If you are underage, please, go and have underage fun. You are welcome to return to this post when you are of age.
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