Indian summer
I came back to my apartment yesterday to find that summer has finally 'come', that is, the temperature in my room went above 30℃ for the first time this summer. Not only that, one of the new roommates had moved in last week to find the plumbing in the bathtub backed up. This means that our shower is currently unusable. Plumbers started working on it today but they didn't finish, and in this kind of heat I think a trip to the swimming pool would be very enjoyable indeed, not least for the use of shower facilities. [Edit: After some holes in walls and more holes in walls and replacing pipes in the room downstairs, things seem operable again though with a hole in the wall. It is now Friday.]
Turns out I didn't lose a friend over Juhannus after all. AwesomeGramps said it was just that his son (Jari) was going through some tough times and needed a little space.
The same day Jari spontaneously started talking to me again, Mrs. Crazyfinn called to say that the reason she didn't want Crazyfinn to drive me to camp along with her was because she worries that I stress her out. (Turns out I wasn't too far from the truth when I joked to CF that about the likeliest way for me and her to get along again would be to have a restraining order keeping us at least ten metres apart.) Well I don't know how it took her two whole months to 'have the voimaa [motivation+opportunity]' to think of how to tell me this, when Jari was able to do pretty much the same thing early on after Juhannus, in a single text message.
I suspect that it's actually because I'd been nagging CF about mediating the situation (and AwesomeGramps was probably passing on what I was telling him). Regardless, it would have been really nice for her to have talked to me sooner so I wouldn't have had to spend the last two months wondering why she didn't want me at camp and would have looked at the possibility of alternative transportation.
The reason why I don't buy her explanation is because she blames it on her health but she always uses that excuse. I'm not saying that it's not a serious concern, because it is, but that she's overused it to the point that nobody can take it seriously anymore. (And how does she expect to sing with me next to her in the chorus, hmm?) I don't know about you, but it all just seems so childish.
I have a new mobile phone. Sadly, it's not a Nokia. But it runs Android, so I can officially say that I feel kind of Linux'ed out.
I am disappointed to report that my family's disappointment in me is so great that they'd rather pretend that the last two years of my life never happened. ("Don't say the 't' word.") But since it is in failure that one learns the most about themselves, I will have to relate those lessons learnt absent of their context. That troubles me somewhat.
My new roommates are all Asian and are so gentle that I'm letting them use my stuff.
Here's another bit of music from the Trine soundtrack.
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