Keeps Getting Petter And Petter

Hiiiii! Sorry I have been a lazy blogger once again! / Though the last few days have been some intense shit. // Last week, and week before that: / Fucking fuck! I’ve got to find an internship right now! Why won’t anyone reply to my emails?! / (Type-a-type-a-type)

”Oulu Game Lab”? I’ve never played shit, let alone given a single serious thought to game design, but… // Here goes nothing! // Then I got in. / What the fuck. // Anyway I’ve really enjoyed my stay and the people are awesome and the lectures are in English but that’s not the point! // This is: / It’s time to play my favourite game. // ”How long will it take (without my sying it out loud) for a new social circle to realize I’m gay.”

On the other hand it’s kinda liberating to be certain about not being ”that token gay guy”, and exciting to be some sort of a double agent among the straights. / But as time goes by, it’s starting to feel like a closeted teenager all over again, although no-one here has implied anything close to homophobia. // Blah blah, favourite TV series, blah blah… / Here’s my chance to almost casually come out! // Mää ja mun poikkis katotaan OINTB:iä ihan hulluna. // Aiku kiva. /Juu-u. / (Niin homo että näköä haittaa.)

Well, I wish it had gone that smoothly… / My other favourite game is called ”Spot The Hetero.” // I’m gay. / Oh okay, cool! I’ve got nothing against gays! Although I’m straight myself. #GayMarriage2013! // Aiku söpöä! Elä ja anna toisten elää! / As a straight guy I’d say that… / My best friend’s gay. / So is my second cousin! // I voted for the gay guy from Green Party in presidential elections! / I own two entire rainbow-themed items!! // Who’s a good token homo? You’re a good token homo!

Omg my exaggeration and incrimination is TERRIBLE. / Heteronormativity plagues my self-esteem, behaviour and identity as a sexual and romantic creature. / All my thoughts of queer rebellion and everyday life are filtered through the heterosexual matrix! // Skriäää! / (*All events are over-dramatized because I fucking can.)

Epilpogue: / How surprisingly fun and inspiring it is to study game design! Now I’m gonna… / (Email noises) // (Three invitations to internship interviews) // (Sad trombone)

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wake up rested. / at the therapy, deduce that your life is cool and alright. / what the hell is this / YOU ARE HAPPY YOU BIG SILLY HOMO HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME PEACE OUT / that’s nice.

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By the power of Greyskull! You should’ve arranged yourself a spring semester internship a long time ago! / You heard the man, we ain’t got shit. Lololol. // You’re also missing this class. / And late on this poster! / (Listen to a radio, a radio is cool.) // A WORTHLESS GRAPHIC DESIGNER.

– // Hi! Wanna make shitloads of cash? Do this-and-that comic ok cool bye (said a friend of Axu’s who’s a comic artist.) / And we want waaay more of your Christmas cards! (said an anarchistbookstore.) // And that’s why I prefer being an artist to being a graphic designer! / I’m willing to starve to death because of it.

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My mom came over for the weekend to see Hector (a Finnish schlager-folk-rock artist) in Ouluhalli. // The evening before Roosa and I cleaned the fuck out of out apartment. / A month’s worth of shit rotting everywhere…! / Remember: Fruitflies are actually faeries. // Friday morning: / Seems that you didn’t mop the floor. / You can sleep in the stairwell if you want…

Nothing happened on Friday. // On Saturday we went shopping for pants. / Short-ass legs. / Legs that go on forever. / In the end, only mom found some decent jeans. // How nice of you to cut back on smoking! / Yeah, I’m feeling great! // Well my cab’s here. Bye! // Vroom. // –

When mom came back from the concert I, too, made my way into Saturday night. / Let’s drink booze. // Did y’all like the gig? / Oh yes! / You should’ve seen her in person. // In Ouluhalli: / What a great second song! Right? // – // Oh, it’s Marco Bjurström. (a Finnish corepgrapher/TV game host, and a huge deal in late 90’s/early 2000’s.)

When you were born, I sang to you Hector’s translated cover or ”Child Of Mine.” / That’s cute.

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Oulu Comics Festival happened. // I’ve had a long week of getting jack shit done. / Now, beer. // <music> <glorifying alcohol culture> The above was on Thursday comics meeting, or launch party of sorts. / On Friday I glorified hangover, and evening I attended the official opening while glorifying alcohol culture. // A speech. / What magnificent quality in the Nordic Comic Competition! / (A collection of winning comics.) // But it’s better to compete with a shitty submission than not compete at all. I guess. / Now home, I’m anxious. New septum hurts. / New ass hurts. (I tried Butt Bible.) / Soul hurts. // Comics Club & Blog Panel. / Hurp durp durp. / Then glorifying bar hopping. I’m tired, constantly craving beer, constantly feeling guilty about it, and pissed off 24/7. I guess my winter depression is kicking in. // – // Hey friend! I recall you wanted to buy a commission from me? Well, it’s done now. / Excellent! Take my money immediately.

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