2 weeks in one go, 4 entries

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Ultra
Ultrasomething. I had to take the lot there. It all started with a heartbeat, calm, rhythmical and constant through the eggshell. We caught Tobi with ears constantly on the egg, listening to it smiling in that idiotic way that I so like to use on the bus; helping people have a long walk or wait for the next bus. His ear however isn’t really warm enough Elena pointed out a thousand times already. It’s got to be the bottom.
Ultrasomething is what caught a dragon’s attention when we were comparing notes on the process of baby growing. ‘That ultrasomething, we must get to do some of that’. I looked into it and one day packing up the whole lot we set out to the one place in town they will do it for free. Sort of free. It took some convincing to get an appointment on short notice and get to the lab with the ultrasound machine where the operator lady was still rather reluctant to work with an egg but after 15 minutes of whining, crying, trying and miming Elena eventually started to get a bit upset and disappointed to be turned down. Tobi slipped in ‘She usually gets a sneezing fit when she is upset’ Tobi slipped into the conversation to which statement Moses reassuringly added ‘they’re both fire breathing dragons from Vietnam.’
The tiny thing looks tiny inside the egg and it can still move ‘bout a bit. Not so much. Our operator lady was clearly distressed as she paused the picture on the screen and took measurements telling us the due date. She seemed a bit puzzled by something while telling the happy parents to be this and our wild laughing and rolling on the floor after a split second helped her realise that she was not looking at a human thingy so her usual measurement thingy was just entirely pointless. She managed a modest smile and saw us off with best wishes and everything stressing again and again that just the one examination was enough; everything is in the most perfect of orders as far as she can tell.
Joyful singing on the way home which I missed. The dragons flew off with Moses, Blabla and Zagy on backs and I got to carry the egg in a bag with the hot water bottle. It was boring waiting for the bus. But is it ever not boring? Well maybe when it is frustrating. Then there is an emotional charge.
I have become interested in becoming a student once again. And it is interesting.
The waiting isn’t interesting. It’s killing me. Not literally. It would be terrible if people died in waiting for interview dates. Besides it would be fairly disappointing not to have anyone show up.

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Focus
It has become impossible to write anything, to do anything anymore. It seems my life is taken up with care. I care a lot. About earning money so we can have food and other commodities. I care for people and I seem to care for their state of minds. So I either listen to one talking about history and essays or I listen to random stuff from daycare or life round the house, live report of what’s happening to Moses or I listen to Tobi’s plans for the time when they are going to be a family of three. Sometimes reading through a paragraph is interrupted several times and vow! No I managed to finish this one only now sharing my attention... and eventually loosing focus.

The weekend that has passed with Lots of talking 03022009

And sauna and wisdom and some beer while there were children and snow as usual and some ice for a bit of change. People of course. Old friends who entertained each other with Much talking.
About babies and children and day cares and stuff. Lots of stuff. Too much talking that my brains feel fried somehow. There was eve a fire breathing competition. That was fun somehow. Tobi loved it and I think he may has a good recording of it. But he is not sharing. A bit of shame. He was the jury or something like that but jus the himself. I still claim that he let things slip a bit because although it was a firebreathing competition even when I was shredded to bits, chewed up and spit out on the snow he didn’t intervene or anything. But this last part clearly didn’t involve any of the fire. He said something about the loose text in the rule book. Then I realised that we don’t have one of those. Luckily an innocent bystander saved the day. Saved me. I also mimed dead for a while but that wasn’t working particularly well.
The biggest confusion in regular talk was on how to exercise then finalize communal living. Shall we
1 create a community wherever we go, whatever we do? Regardless of anything apart from the momentary place one resides? – a good idea but...
2 Become virtual villager or maybe
3 Become villagers collecting up a bunch of people from all around the globe
I take votes.
Tobi is for the village, point three. Me too but that taking action bit hesitates so to begin I am thinking of building a website gathering up all those people and I am also thinking of organising a community even in our neighbourhood, trying again joining a ruokapiiri with people who refuse to talk English...
I should see.
A ruokapiiri is a bunch of people who buy food together from local producers.

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Sick Bay
In the last couple of weeks we have been hit hard. It all begun with a friend moving in with us for about ten days coming back home to oulu from exotic Istanbul. She thought that it’s a sanatorium or something. A comfy hospital where people take care of you. Then it was Jen’s turn. And now it is Lili’s. And I care I care I care. Tobi is having difficulties to stay awake but as long as he is on the egg it should be ok. They say it maybe only as short as a month before we crack. I mean the egg does. Elena and I play chess these days or some computer games that Lili is growing most tired off. I suppose it must become tiring when your parents can only say ‘in a minute’ eyes glued to a screen. Moses is asleep and anyway. There is half a meter snow outside while she is having an ear infection. Life it seems has its troubles sometimes.
We have been accused of abandoning this stuff here by some. I felt the negative vibes. Well, we don’t! Yes, surre getting lost in counting but hello, I finished that application form 10 days ago and since I have been having a most terrible block. It must be that I was forced to write into 462 words (3000 characters with spaces) everything that is important about me. I am a very important person and such scrutinizing squeeze has had some uncomfortable consequences of which I will not disclose any more details here.
This sounded somehow different from what I intended but not gonna edit it out. You read it!
Tobi says hello. We went out to the snow tonight. It’s a new habit since the lot of snow fell. Go for a walk in the woods. Scare some dogs and enjoy the knee deep snow. Knee deep for me. We are all for snow suits of course.