I wanna take you to a...

Igår kväll hade jag roligare än jag haft på länge. I Göteborg. Med en hel del alkohol i omlopp. På en gaybar. Jag och min gode vän fullkomligen ägde upp hela dansgolvet. Gång på gång. På en gaybar. Klart värt att göras igen.

In other news... Piratpartiet har över 7600 medlemmar. Det är drygt 200 mindre än miljöpartiet. Om man verkligen vill göra skillnad i höst så finns det bara ett alternativ.

Café

Forst en liten reflektion. Varfor skriver jag inte i min blogg langre? Detta ar naturligvis en lite latt paradoxal reflektion eftersom jag skiver just nu, men ignorera det bara. Jag vill skriva, men jag gor det nastan inte alls. Formodligen sa har jag val bara alldeles for mycket onodig skit for mig och orkar helt enkelt inte forma mig att kicka pa ett par knappar och trycka pa nagra tangenter. Eller sa kan det ha att gora med att jag har haft lite for hoga krav pa bade mig sjalv och den har bloggen. Jag har kanske inte tycka att jag har haft nagat tillrackligt intessant att skriva. Men fran och med nu sa kommer jag skriva precis vad som hellst har, pa vilket sprak jag vill, med vilket tonfall jag vill och precis hur osammanhangande jag vill. Jag kommer till och med att skriva fran on Gozo, Malta dar de inte har nagra svenska tangentbord och texten darmed saknar prickar och ringar helt och hallet. I am King.

Titeln hanvisar forresten till ett litet, kasst, men alldeles underbart internetcafé som efter en veckas avsaknad av tangentbord gav mig bade de underbara tonerna fran Kohina i nagra minuter, och en chans att skicka en gratis halsning av valfri langd till min vanner darhemma. Vem behover vykort?

Hört på gatan

Kvinna: Hjälp! Hjälp! Jag blir rånad och våldtagen!

Polis: Tyvär, jag har inte tid. Jag och mina 49 kollegor skall beslagta några datorer med... typ nåt i.

Ett skepp i sank

Likt ett välriktat skott mot tinningen slog det mig när jag loggade in på min dator i morse. The Pirate Bay, Piratbyrån och ett gäng andra sidor som hade sina servrar i samma lokal som dessa blev igår beslagtagna av polisen på bästa förtryckarsamhällesmanér. Det mest chockerande är inte att just The Pirate Bay blev nedstängd, trots deras mångfaldigt förklarade oskyldighet till direkt spridande av upphovsrättsskyddat material, utan att Piratbyrån sveptes med i denna uppenbart kunskapsbristande manöver från det svenska "rättsväsendet". En organisation som står för en åsikt och som vill föra fram denna genom en öppen debatt har alltså tystats ner med våld.

Och jag som trodde att det behövdes två separata beslut av två olika riksdagar för att ändra på en av Svea Rikes grundlagar.

Det ända bra som kan komma ur detta är att allt fler vaknar upp ur den trygga dimman av säkerhet som de invaggats i av en stat som med Justitieminister Bodström som frontfigur mer och mer går mot ett samhälle likt de som med mörka färger målats upp i framtidslösa science-fiction noveller och dystopiska filmproduktioner. Förhoppningsvis så kommer ytterligare ett antal individer att ansluta sig till de som redan står rakryggade i sin ovilja att bli registrerade, förföljda och berövade sin grundläggande mänskliga rätt, frihet.

Rösta för Guds skull på Piratpartiet i höst!

Engelska nyhetslänkar.
Svenska nyhetslänkar.

Hard Rock

Så har det hänt. Jag trodde faktiskt aldrig detta om mig. Jag skriver faktiskt om Eurovision Song Contest. Som om man inte fick nog i alla tidningar och tv-kanaler vare sig man vill eller inte. Men den här gången är det faktiskt befogat. Den här gången är ju faktiskt det bästa bidraget någonsin hittills med. Hallelujah.

Efter att ha sett en helt ok thriller med Clint Eastwood (för andra gången märkte jag halvvägs in) slog jag mig ner framför min alldeles nyinköpta (och faktiskt fullt fungerande) dator för att spela i en kvart eller så med en nygjort karaktär i World of Warcraft. Och så träffade jag en polare. Och så drog vi till den forna herrgården Scholomance. Och så blev klockan 6 på morgonen. Fuck me.

Nu skall jag sova. En massa. God natt (motsv).

Weeeeee!

Det finns ett antal uttal för Nintendos nya konsol som kommer bli den största Revolutionen i spelhistorien sedan NES introducerades med sin totala inriktning mot spel. Själv säger jag "Weeee!" medans man även kan tänka sig "Wij", "Vi" eller det avsedda "We". I vilket fall som helst var det länge sedan jag såg fram emot något lika mycket som denna artefakt av digital njutning.

Sony och Micro$oft sade du? Heh...

Tack förresten, Lars, för att du återupplivade mitt intresse för pinball. Hade glömt hur fantastiskt det faktiskt är. Det är inte omöjligt att jag startar en arkadhall (just en sådan underbar förteelse som inte finns i Sverige längre) om jag inte kommer på något annat att göra om tre år.

A vind av change

My life has entered a completely new episode, and with that comes many changes. And this blog will change with me. At least now you have a good reason to learn swedish.

För från och med nu kommer jag skriva på mitt kära modersmål. Det känns lite personligare, och jag slipper använda mig av uppslagsverk när jag vill hitta de rätta orden.

Den vändning som mitt liv har tagit innebär framför allt slutet på min militärtjänstgöring. Jag är fri ännu en gång, och det känns bätte än någonsin. Men lumpen har inte bara varit till ondo, även fast det är de kalla nätterna och de långa marscherna man minns starkast. Förutom en unik sorts gemenskap så har jag ändå lärt mig mycket som jag nog aldrig skulle lärt mig någon annan stans, inte inom någon närmare framtid i alla fall. Bädda sängen till exempel. Men även noggranhet och en lite högre grad av självdiciplin. Skjuta med en Ak5 och kasta handgranater. Arbeta med människor som man inte gillar, men ändå måste samarbeta med för att det skall funka. Gräva värn. Tack vare min tjänst har jag lärt mig en massa om sjukvård, och det är ju klart mer civilt meriterande, och använbart, än att kunna manövrera en stridsvagn 122.

På det hela taget har det varit en bra upplevelse, även fast man har varit mer eller mindre socialt handikappad under tio månader. Om någon skulle läsa det här och fundera på att göra lumpen så kan i alla fall jag rekommendera det.

An alpha and an omega

I won't be writing much about games anymore on this blog. Why, you might ask, concidering that games are such a significant part of my human life. Well, this is the reason. This blog will now be restricted to my thoughts on current events and ocasionally major happenings in my immediate surroundings. Like the one about me going back to the cursed military after a week of freedom in order to go out in the woods again, this time for eight nights. But it's only 52 days left now. 52...

Right to copy

The piracy Party has succeeded in registering itself as a political party by collecting the needed 1500 signatures from around the country. The actual count is over 2000. The party is getting more and more attention and hopefully they will get enough votes in the election later this year to get into the parliment. I'm thinkning about voting for them myself... the questions about integrity, copyright and patents are the ones I care the most about, and I would really like to see them brought forward, too many has accepted the way we are violated by the way we are supervised by all kinds of authorities. The whole patent-system is also directly un-good, hindering the distribution of medecine in third-world countries.

But the companies make more money this way! W00t!

Oh, and regarding that last post, did it sound like I dislike Islamic people? Of course I do not. I dislike extremists (of any kind) that giver large, nice groups of people a bad reputation. It's happening on both sides right now.

Jihad!

Now that is something that really sucks donkey balls. Not just because it involves killing a whole lot of innocent people and saying "I am allowed to because Mohammad did so. Besides, it was in the name of God and all that is good", it also sucks because people can't publish some cartoons in a white, western, Christian country, meaning no harm, without getting threatened to death by some Islamic extremists, thereby putting a huge shadow over the entire religion, marking all of the followers with a "suicidal maniac"-sign right across the chest, bringing more fear and hate from people from afar and making everything bigger and worse than it ever should have, or would have had to be.
Now this western country apologizes for upsetting so many über-sensitive (almost more sensitive than US on nudity and foul language) people, and they get the loving response of burning the country's flag and prime minister and boycotting products from the country, putting thoughtful, caring, family-supporting humans who hasn't drawn a single Mohammad-picture in they're lives out of work.
Well, you've got to work hard to stay as the world's most beloved religion.

Blank

I don't have anything to write. I want to write about what I think, not just what I do, but right now, that's almost impossible. The short moments I have contact with the real world is not quite enough. I guess I'll have to chill with writing for some time, unless I come up with something really good to write about.

While waiting you can always buy and play Grim Fandango, one of the greatest games of all time, if not the greatest. It's hard to describe, but this game is so fantastic, you are not a whole person until you've completed it. Go now.

A short break

I made it! I got back alive! I managed to keep myself going for the entire massive period of seven days in field. Six nights in a tent in a forest. During a few of the night the temperature was a cozy -20 degrees celcius. And during those nights I had to get up and act sentry several times. I love it.

Once, when sitting in a tent I really didn't have anything to do, so I wrote down some words. I did the same thing later, in my armoured terrain vehicle, and here they are:

"Click" my Ak5 said when I squeezed the trigger. I guess it's still working. I'm
not freezing right now, but my fingers are a bit cold here in the tent. What am
I doing here? What's a calm and relaxed games doing in the field, dressed in a
green uniform and boots, carrying a weapon? Why does a guy who loves to sleep
get up at half past five to put on a body armor, combat vest, and a helmet? What
am I doing here?

Jan 22
Sunday. Heard pieces of a service on the radio in my terrain vehicle. I
havn't been to church for quite some time now. I miss it. Only one night left
though. Tomorrow I'm finally going home. Well, not home but back to a place
where I can sleep in a real bed, where I can shower and watch TV. And where I
can order pizza... Anyway, we're in the middle of a big MOUT-operation. MOUT -
Military Operations in Urban Terrain - Is kind of cool. Pretty many people get
hurt though, so I and my fellow medic crew are assisting X-ray companyin
supporting the fighting companies. So far we've only taken care of one injured,
an enemy soldier. don't mind doing this though, I finally get to practice
what I've trained. The prvious six dayd all I've done is helping the food and
supply groups in my plutoon, realocating our camp and carrying stuff forth and
back. It seriously sucked.

Only two and a helf months left now. Please speed up time, let the real
life begin...

Only two times left in the field now though. One for eight days, and one for ten. ... I think I'll make it, but it sure will be harsh. Keep the date 12:th of april in mind, for that is the day the angels will sing and flowers bloom, and I will be free.

In other news... hmm. There are no other news. The military is all I do right now. It's all I say and eat, it's how I walk and what I do. I don't really have a life right now. I'm not sad about it, I am after all doing something that I probably will look back at with some sort of satisfaction, but it would be nice to be able to talk to people at home about things that does not include green clothes. You kind of get cut off from the outer would, more or less. When in field you seriously get cut off, I managed to get hold of a few newspapers, but other than that I really don't know much about what's happening out there. Bear that in mind if you wish to get in. Eleven months...

This is the hour of DOOM!

I completely love that word. DOOM. Capital letters. Try saying it with as much power as you can, really exploding on the D, gathering strength to float on the OO and finally breathing out on the M. DOOOM! Hehe.

Unfortunately, this is actually the hour of DOOM. This is the last hour on my computer before I leave once more. Back to the cold and the very early mornings, the weapons and the heavy gear, the running and the push-upping. Back to the lack of sleep and good food, back to the snow and the mud.

Please, make these last three months go quickly. Very quickly. The graduation is within range.

However, there is one good side to it after all. Right now I'm checking the internets every day, or several times a day. Things seem to progress so very slowly. Like the site of the Pirate Party, that I mentioned, and also the whole organization around it. When I get back the next time, in three weeks, a lot of stuff is bound to have happened. And I'll be reading updated webcomics until my eyes bleed. I think I'm going to have to isolate myself that entire weekend in fact.

In other news I bought StarCraft. Teh ownage. I'm up for a mp match anytime. When I'm home that is.

A wind of change is blowing

And in that wind waves the pirate flag.
What I'm talking about is the newly formed Piracy Party here in Sweden. Speaking for a radical change of the political system and aiming at getting enough votes to be in the Swedish parliment, this is a party I like. There's no doubt about it, removing all the immaterial laws will bring great changes. But don't think this will happen over night, as the impression might be, it will of course be a slow change for the better, assuming everything goes as planned.
Another important question is privacy. There will, among other things, not exist any kind of data gathering, or recording of internet traffic and such. Today we're almost heading in the direction of a society where no anonymous communication is allowed to exist. This cannot be allowed to happen.
The party is still very fresh, so please, don't expect everything to be like one of the established parties just yet. It will take some time, but after a while, I think people will realize that this is serious.
I'll be voting for the first time later this year... maybe they'll get my vote. It's definitely possible.
Right now about 1 million of the Swedish population are criminals due to downloading warez from the internets. These laws have been passed during quite undemocratic circumstances. Now here's a democratic way to do change stuff, and I believe many will use this way.
Here is info from other sites.
And from other blogs. In Swedish though.

Bip and click

I thought I'd say a few words about music today.

I have 0 mp3-files on my computer. Wait, that's not entirely correct, let me rephrase. I have very few mp3-files on my computer that I ever listen to. I am since a while ago entirely devoted to webradio. Free, fast and you never really know what you're gonna get. The sites I use are Kohina, glorious bitpop and oldschool music; Digitally Imported, all kinds of electronic music, dance, chill or otherwise, something for everyone, and finally the Swedish Radio, which features many good music shows, especially late at night. It's also generally chill to listen to. Ocationally I go to some webradio-collection site and select a jazz channel or something, just to get some variation. But it doesn't last long.

I know people who has got so many mp3-files on theis disks they need support columns to prevent their harddisks from falling through the bottom of the computer case. They're that heavy. And so when I buy my own computer (another day of joy to look forward to) I'm going to keep minimizing the amount of mp3s, unless I buy some seriously large hdd:s, which I probably will... But I shall try to stay clean! It's a tough fight to fight on you own, but I will make it! I shall repent!

Merry!

The lan was good. I survived. Nuff said about that.

You might have noticed the new link buttons to the right. I think they turned out quite alright.

Christmas is tomorrow. I can't believe it. Where did all the waiting and anticipation go? Now don't act like some dull adult and go all "that's what happens when you get older", cause I do not want it to be like this. It spoils the whole month. So very many thing makes me wish I could be a little child again. A child in the summertime. Or even an adult in the summer. I wrote last spring that the previous winter had been the worst in my life. I think I'm about to experience something slightly worse in two weeks...

But let's not talk about stuff like that. This is the season of joy, isn't it?

Isn't it?

Hey?

screens and games

I'm a bit tired actually... And Iv'e been drinking quite a lot of cider and eaten a fair amount of junk food, and so I don't feel that great really. But it's nice to be here still. Played WoW since I got here. Downloaded Stubbs the Zombie, but the crappy game wouldn't work. Hmpf. I think I'll get back to leveling now... only 1 lvl left before I can use my latest spellbook.

Always something to look forward to.

Short notice

So this friend of mine calls me.
-There is a LAN-party coming up!
-Alright! I think.
-It's in a couple of hours.
-Oh... Well... I'll do it anyway!
-Sry my bad, it's in one hour.
-Holy... Well to hell with sense! I'll join in!

And so there is a guy coming to pick me up momentarily. His name is Damir Mahmutovic fyi.

Ah, it's going to be such an enormous joy to be at a lan again. I've really missed it. When I get my own place, my own life and my own computer I will be a frequent visitor of dreamhack, the worlds largest lan-party ever. Only been there once, but believe me, it's worth the money! The best thing about it is not the games. It's not the file sharing or the pron. It's not the competitions or even the general (and much lovable) mood. And it's not the people either. The great and wondrous thing about dreamhack, or any lan for that matter, is sitting on a chair for days and days, not doing anything relevant what so ever. A true rest for the mind.

Chrustmas time

Aah, finally at home again. Just spent a week in the field, in the rain, in the mud and in the cold. I actually thought the nights would be worse... but it was pretty cozy to sleep in a warm tent. Unfortunately I had to get up several times during the night in order to stand sentry or fuel the fire. Sleeping is not to be expected. Especially not if almost 10 people have called in sick so that everything takes more time, and needs more work. Like setting up a camp in the dark. The damned darkness. Clearly a worse problem than the cold.

But now it's only a week left before CHRISTMAS! Yahooo! And then it's only three months left... and then... freedom.

M87

Hey, ain't I fancy?