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		<title>Summer house, day seven: Home sweet home!
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		<link>http://myanimelist.net/blog.php?eid=72547
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		<description>I&amp;#039;m really lazy today to write anything, but here it comes, since it&amp;#039;s the last day! As you can see, I&amp;#039;m more happy than unhappy. I miss my friends, my fast internet connection and some other things like Manga Caf&amp;eacute;, that I want to visit as soon as I&amp;#039;m back. Well, maybe not yet tomorrow, but the day after that or on Monday.

Today I was sweating in the sauna for the last time, swimming in the river for the last time, lying in the sun and letting the time flow for the last time, fishing for the last time, not-catching-anything for the last time... This sounds nice, but did I have to do all that here? There is a sauna back home, too, to throw some steam; there is the sun to get the same sunburns, although I didn&amp;#039;t get any; no river, but a sea with a beach 300m away from home to swim in, and when it comes to fishing, you can also fish in the sea, I bet you knew that. And you are also able to catch absolutely nothing if you try.

But the truth is, I would never have done these things, if I spent this week back home. So it might have been a good idea to come here, for a change. 

Now I can get back home and sit all day in front of my computer screen again. Guess why? Anime, that&amp;#039;s why! Forget the friends and the Manga Caf&amp;eacute;. A week without anime hurts my plans of becoming an otaku really bad...
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		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Jul 2010 14:09:26 -0700</pubDate>
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		<title>Anikat shutting down !!!
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		<link>http://myanimelist.net/blog.php?eid=72471
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		<description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.anikat.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;www.anikat.com&lt;/a&gt; is is shutting down anime and OST downloads...

I can&amp;#039;t believe it. Luckily there are other ones as well, but this one was the first anime download site I found, so it means a lot to me. And it has been running smoothly, with new features as watching anime online and all... This one was a real blow...
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		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Jul 2010 02:47:25 -0700</pubDate>
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		<title>Summer house, day six: skill + luck = me
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		<link>http://myanimelist.net/blog.php?eid=72427
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		<description>&lt;em&gt;First of all I&amp;#039;d like to thank firefox. I was writing this, when my laptop turned off. Thanks to firefox&amp;#039; restore function I didn&amp;#039;t have to come up with the shit I&amp;#039;ve already wrote once again. Now please enjoy reading this masterfully tapped crap. Or something like that.&lt;/em&gt;

&amp;quot;When you&amp;#039;re trying to help people and you don&amp;#039;t know where to begin, help yourself first.&amp;quot;

That&amp;#039;s what I came up with today. A summer house is a great place to get philosophical. No, I really started thinking of becoming a better person. And I thought, I&amp;#039;ll be one if I&amp;#039;ll help people. But there was no one I could assist at the time, since I couldn&amp;#039;t think of anything to help with.

Then I thought of what my parents would like me to do for them. And I realized, they want ME to succeed in my life. So, by giving myself a hand, I would help them. And after I would have helped myself, gaining money and knowledge, I could aid other people easily with such trivial matters as cash or an answer to a question. To give something to someone, I have to get that something first. That&amp;#039;s how it works.

An example. I&amp;#039;m writing this blog for you to read. I want you to find it interesting, maybe you&amp;#039;ll learn something from my words, maybe you&amp;#039;ll avoid making the mistakes I&amp;#039;ve made, maybe you&amp;#039;re just having fun reading this stinky wordsoup. Yeah, I&amp;#039;m not good at cooking. And I&amp;#039;d also like to see some comments on my blog, although they are not necessary. Commenting is like thanking the one who helped you. And helping gets difficult, when you don&amp;#039;t get any positive responce.

But away from my selfpity. When I&amp;#039;m writing a blog, I have to come up with ideas first. I have to gain experience and analyse it. And, moreover, if I hadn&amp;#039;t learned english in my past school years, writing this blog would be quite troublesome for me, considering that I still keep finding new words for myself to use.I&amp;#039;m sure I haven&amp;#039;t mentioned all the things a person needs to learn to write a good blog. 

So, basically, I&amp;#039;m writing this blog for myself, since I have to improve myself to write it. I&amp;#039;ve just proven, that I&amp;#039;m a part of people. By helping myself I help people. By helping people I&amp;#039;m helping myself.

Haha, you have to be as crazy as me to understand this. How crazy I am - that&amp;#039;s for you to decide.

What about my day today? I caught a pike myself, at last. Not a legendary pike, but quite long, about 45cm - I beat my biggest fish record once again as planned. And by the way, I caught it into the eye, which could be considered a legendary archievement, even when the pike itself isn&amp;#039;t.

This makes me remember of my first, almost unbelievable fishing experiences as a child. First, cathing a 10cm pike with bare hands while swimming in a pond. Six years. Then hooking a crucian on it&amp;#039;s side while playing around with a fishing rod. Eight years. My first normal catch - nine years - after my father asking me where my float was.

Yeah, that&amp;#039;s me. I&amp;#039;m a pretty incredible guy. I&amp;#039;d hope I was always this confident in myself, even when hanging out with girls.

One day left. Time flows after all. And no picture of my pike coming here, it&amp;#039;s not worth posting - one-eyed and non-legendary. Only if you beg me - it&amp;#039;s still in the freezer waiting for a picture with me. Or actually it&amp;#039;s waiting for us to take it home and make a nice soup out of it. Yum!

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		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Jul 2010 13:30:24 -0700</pubDate>
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		<title>Summer house, day five: two days left
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		<link>http://myanimelist.net/blog.php?eid=72341
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		<description>Time is running fast. Five days over, two days left.

There ain&amp;#039;t actually much doing here besides fishing and writing blogs. And the wind blew all the fish away, so it&amp;#039;s only blogging left.

I went on with the eye training course today, so I was winking all day. And it seems to work - sometimes I see things very clearly when I open my eyes. Or maybe it&amp;#039;s my imagination? Who knows, but I&amp;#039;m quite fired up now. Hopefully this works. And I&amp;#039;ve got nothing to do here anyway.

Are you bored reading this?  I am bored writing this, too. A summer house is a place to relax, but I&amp;#039;m full of energy. A summer house is a place to wallow in silence and explore the wilderness, but there is a motorway in 50m from the house. A summer house is a place to enjoy yourself, but I&amp;#039;m not enjoying myself right now.

I guess I&amp;#039;m just homesick.

Still two days left. Now when I want the time to run fast, it seems to stop. Time is an interesting thing. I should study time, so later in life I can make money on time.
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Jul 2010 12:02:46 -0700</pubDate>
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		<title>Summer house, day four: Bones and eye training
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		<link>http://myanimelist.net/blog.php?eid=72268
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		<description>No fish caught today, no anime episodes seen. A wasted day.

But! Found a new profile pic that looks about probably somehow near to the way I look, but maybe actually not really that much, even though it could be just like me for a little bit or something like that. &lt;!--link--&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://myanimelist.net/profile/Danim3&quot;&gt;You can see it if it&amp;#039;s still there.&lt;/a&gt; If it&amp;#039;s been more than a week since I wrote this, there is a good chance that it&amp;#039;s already replaced by a new one. You should see brown eyes, brown hair (mine is darker) and a cute face, when mine tends not to be.

Hell yeah, my new profile pic is so important it saved my day. It really did. Or maybe not.

But! I started a training course for my eyes that should improve my eyesight in a week. It says: &amp;quot;Watch as the true 3D world unfolds in front of your eyes&amp;quot;. Maybe that&amp;#039;s why I like anime, because the real world looks like 2D to me, too? Or maybe 4D? Or maybe not.

I have -1.5 on both eyes.  I don&amp;#039;t believe this thing works, but since it says the course lasts only for a week, it&amp;#039;s worth of trying once. Or twice. Or maybe not.

If the course was combined with some anime, it would have saved my day. But what do you think, this is the 21. century - the &amp;quot;modern era&amp;quot; we&amp;#039;re living in, not some perfect future tech age. This course is based on winking, which makes it impossible to watch anime at the same time, especially with no anime around to watch.

But but &lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration:line-through;&quot;&gt;butt&lt;!--strike--&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but ... I ate grilled bacon again today. And I ate some bream I caught yesterday, too. I have to thank my mom for cooking, she knows how to do it. No, I only meant the fish, it was me who grilled the bacon.

When was the last time you&amp;#039;ve eaten some bream? Or haven&amp;#039;t you ever tasted any? It&amp;#039;s the best fish I know, when it comes to taste. And I know something about taste, since this flavour saved my day.

But ah my goddess, did you count the bones in your bream? It took me a hour to sort them out while I was eating. It&amp;#039;s the worst fish I know, when it comes to bones. &lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration:line-through;&quot;&gt;And I know something about bones.&lt;!--strike--&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And I don&amp;#039;t know many types of fish with a great deal of bones. Whoops, that wasn&amp;#039;t quite an argument either. But my day was ruined by these bones.

Going to continue training my eyes tomorrow. Even though they feel pretty much dead right now.

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		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Jul 2010 14:22:33 -0700</pubDate>
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		<title>Summer house, day three: Toaru Densetsu no Sanma 2
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		<link>http://myanimelist.net/blog.php?eid=72156
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		<description>Did you happen to know, that legendary pikes are immortal? Well, I were sure we ate one two days ago, but my dad caught him again today. And did you know this certain legendary pike can grow 10 cm in two days, making it 60cm?

Or maybe it&amp;#039;s just another pike. And it was quite clear my dad would catch another one, bigger. Why so? Because the first one he caught was right away on the first day, on the fisrt try. And because I showed him the exact place where the second pike was. Best arguments ever.

We were rowing on a boat for some two hours without catching anything, and were about to turn home (I mean back to the cottage, home is not quite the right word here), when I said my dad should try the spot behind some water lilys. He did, and it was a catch right away.

We had a long fight with the fish, since we didn&amp;#039;t have any net with us. My dad pulled and the beast went back deep for a couple of times. After a minute or two, my dad took a risk and lifted the pike into the boat with the rod. In the boat the fish got loose, but I was there to lay a hand and prevent it from escaping by breaking it&amp;#039;s spine.

Yeah, I&amp;#039;ve got some skillz, too. I caught my largest ever fish today - a bream (no, the bream wasn&amp;#039;t legendary) - and I plan on breaking the record once more this week.

&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;A Certain Legendary Pike v2 appears here
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It&amp;#039;s legendary since it&amp;#039;s already eaten.&lt;!--right--&gt;&lt;/div&gt; 

P.s. The grilled bacon was nothing, compared to the legendary pike. Oh, sorry, the ordinary things can&amp;#039;t really be compared with the legendary ones. So the grilled bacon was one of the best &lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration:line-through;&quot;&gt;dishes&lt;!--strike--&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I ever ate in my life. No, can&amp;#039;t use the word dish, it&amp;#039;s too much of an upper-class word. One of the best &lt;em&gt;meals&lt;/em&gt; in my life that is. But the pike was something legendary, and therefore extrordinary. I hope you got that one already.
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		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Jul 2010 14:27:02 -0700</pubDate>
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		<title>Summer house, day two
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		<link>http://myanimelist.net/blog.php?eid=72076
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		<description>Yesterdays heat was ubearable, but here I am today. And it&amp;#039;s much cooler now.

The cottage we&amp;#039;re staying at is no luxus villa. The motorway lies in 50m, the garden is full of nettles, the condition of the pier makes you want to cry, and the sauna (don&amp;#039;t tell me you don&amp;#039;t know what a &lt;!--link--&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sauna&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sauna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is) has a wasp nest in the ceiling of the veranda. But the wasps leave us alone as long as we keep out of their bu&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration:line-through;&quot;&gt;zz&lt;!--strike--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;iness, so we can have our everyday sauna sessions, the pier is still usable and the house itself has a roof. And doors! And windows, too!

Just kidding, the house is actually not bad for a summer house, electricity is provided, which is pretty obious, as I&amp;#039;m writing this blog on a laptop alright, there is a TV I never watch - no TV anime shows in my country, I&amp;#039;m counting out all the pokemons and dragonballs - and the furniture - chairs, tables and all are really nice. Exept for there is only one bedroom with two beds for my parents, so I&amp;#039;m forced to see my sweet dreams on a sofa in the main room. But the sofa is bigger than the beds, so no complains here.

&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration:line-through;&quot;&gt;I hate cheap places sometimes.&lt;!--strike--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

I caught three pairs of fish today, equalizing six units of fish. A really small bunch compared to my father&amp;#039;s, who caught over 30. But no legendary half-meter pikes this time. They wouldn&amp;#039;t be legendary it they got caught too often.

I was throwing darts and chatting on the Internet most of the day. The last one was a pain, since my connection speed is 0.03 Mbps, according to speedtest.net. Erm... Windows shows me a speed of... 7.2 Mbps?! If only...

I was also swimming in the river, which was the best part of the day along with the sauna, and making some excercises. No, I&amp;#039;m not trying to lose weight. I&amp;#039;m an athlete, you know? Oh right, haven&amp;#039;t told that one yet. An athlete should be able to run 3km in 12min. My record I made this summer was 11.5min. Stage cleared.

Can&amp;#039;t wait for the grilled bacon tomorrow.



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		<pubDate>Sun, 18 Jul 2010 13:29:46 -0700</pubDate>
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		<title>Summer house, day one: A Certain Legendary Pike
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		<link>http://myanimelist.net/blog.php?eid=71974
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		<description>So, here I am, in a summer cottage, keeping myself in touch with the world. Yeah, I know, not really.

We came here by a car, and we had a navigator, but we still had to use a map. No,the navigator worked just fine. It&amp;#039;s just that the cottage didn&amp;#039;t have any &lt;strong&gt;adress&lt;/strong&gt;. It does have a mail box at the road, but no, it hasn&amp;#039;t got any number at it. And so we had to beat the struggle of finding it.

And a struggle it was. The instruktions we got on the phone were to turn left, &lt;strong&gt;50m&lt;/strong&gt; before some &lt;strong&gt;sign&lt;/strong&gt;. But how can we turn until we&amp;#039;ve seen it? When you see the sign and read it, it is already to late to do something &lt;strong&gt;before&lt;/strong&gt; it. Escpecially on a motorway.

And so we passed the right turn. And with the right turn I mean the left turn. We didn&amp;#039;t even notice the sign. And so, we rode on another 10km until we even noticed &lt;strong&gt;something&lt;/strong&gt;. We noticed skyscapers. And we noticed something wasn&amp;#039;t right.

We drove back on the same road, according to our calculations it should now have been first the &lt;strong&gt;sign&lt;/strong&gt; (the one we never saw in the first place), then &lt;strong&gt;50m&lt;/strong&gt; and then the &lt;strong&gt;right&lt;/strong&gt; turn. And now I mean both right in the meaning of not left and right in the meaning of not wrong.

We missed it anyway. But &amp;quot;oh my god&amp;quot; we saw the legendary sign. There was a road after the sign? We only saw a river... But oh yes there was a &amp;quot;road&amp;quot; just behind the river. You could easily say it&amp;#039;s a path, but you could only call it a &amp;quot;road&amp;quot; if you really wanted to.

Anyway, some time not very late in the afternoon we were finally there, so turning left on a motorway 50m &lt;strong&gt;before&lt;/strong&gt; a &lt;strong&gt;sign&lt;/strong&gt; is quite possible, when you get used to it. 

The house stood in just about 50m away from the motorway (don&amp;#039;t mix up these 50m and the &lt;strong&gt;50m&lt;/strong&gt; I was just talking about), but we were aware of that. And because of the trees it wasn&amp;#039;t even that noisy as we thought it would be, not noisy at all. 

Wait, now why does it sound so ironic? I&amp;#039;m trying to express things as they are... Oh, I know now. This is what I wanted to say: 

And because of the trees it wasn&amp;#039;t that noisy as we thought it would be, actually not noisy at all. 

Better. I&amp;#039;m certainly making progress.

My dad had bought himself a new spinning rod and a fishing license (actually I bought it and the shop assistant accidentally put &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; name on the license. I don&amp;#039;t even need any license yet, as I am still an underage teen, so my dad uses &amp;quot;my&amp;quot; license now), so he was eager to go and try out the river for some fish right away. Don&amp;#039;t ask where did the river come from, from the moutains, I guess. Oh, you meant me not mentioning, that the summer house was standing by the river? I though you could use some logic here, but guess I&amp;#039;ll explain it for the beginners. If the house is 50m away from the motorway, and the &lt;strong&gt;right&lt;/strong&gt; turn was just behind the river, I think it&amp;#039;s pretty obvious, that the cottage &lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt; located by the river.

So, my dad went fishing and cought a half-meter long pike we ate for dinner. End of story. More review on the house tomorrow, since I&amp;#039;m sleeping in already. It must be the fresh air.

And oh, no anime watched today. But wrote a review on To LOVE-Ru OVAs.

&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;The legendary half-meter pike appears here
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It&amp;#039;s legendary since it&amp;#039;s already eaten.&lt;!--right--&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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		<pubDate>Sat, 17 Jul 2010 15:57:29 -0700</pubDate>
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		<title>Summer cottage
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		<link>http://myanimelist.net/blog.php?eid=71875
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		<description>Well, well, it&amp;#039;s been a lousy day today, and I haven&amp;#039;t been in my best mood since yesterday, when I visited the Manga Caf&amp;eacute;. I don&amp;#039;t know if lousy is the right word to describe it, but it sounds cool. Why was it a lousy day, then? Because I got to know yesterday, that I&amp;#039;m going to spend a week in a summer house, starting tomorrow.

Not that I have something against of spending a nice, calm, relaxing week during this tropical time of year in the north (no, actually I&amp;#039;m not being ironical, the last weeks have been really hot here in Finland). It has actually nothing to do with the summer cottages at all, it&amp;#039;s just the surprise. Yeah, my family doesn&amp;#039;t seem to believe, that I&amp;#039;ve got plans of my own sometimes, like visiting my friends, meeting my girlfriend, or maybe I just got a job and must work starting next Monday.

So, no warning at all. &amp;quot;We told you, we know we told you&amp;quot; - did not. Summer house it is then. First, there was only one reason for me to be upset. I wanted to visit that Manga Caf&amp;eacute; again and ask, whether they have found any Beck lying in the cellar, undamaged by the water. Oh, by the way, I checked their internet site, and found out they are hosting some really nice events and exhibitions once in awhile, like &lt;em&gt;cosplay&lt;/em&gt; parties!!! I&amp;#039;ve never been to one, but I&amp;#039;ve already marked the right day in my calendar - and I&amp;#039;m not going to miss this &lt;em&gt;cosplay&lt;/em&gt; -thing! &lt;strong&gt;KAWAIII&lt;/strong&gt;!! Help, the inner cute me is breaking out, powered up by the moeness inside my head...

So, I just wanted to visit the place, but I couldn&amp;#039;t make it, since I had to go and buy food and staff for the week, make lists and other preparations. But it wasn&amp;#039;t that bad, as I said in previous releases, I am not an otaku - yet, so I can bear a week without anime, manga (which I don&amp;#039;t read) and other otaku activities.

But in the evening, my best friend called up on the phone. He came back from where-ever-he-was - today! And he wanted to see me. And I wanted to see him - it&amp;#039;s been awhile! But too bad today was already gone and tomorrow I&amp;#039;ll be already gone. That&amp;#039;s when the whole thing started to annoy me.

I mentioned the working, too, didn&amp;#039;t I? I help out with one random site you don&amp;#039;t want to visit, and I remembered I had to update one thing during the week. So I had to do it today. In a hurry.

Why couldn&amp;#039;t I do it in the summer cottage? I have laptop and all. Haha, but no internet connection. No, wait, I have another, smaller laptop with a sim card, providing internet all over Finland. Haha, the smaller one doesn&amp;#039;t have the software and it is &lt;strong&gt;slow&lt;/strong&gt;. And what the heck, I&amp;#039;ve done the job already. I even found some time to watch the three first episodes of Toradora. I&amp;#039;m just angry anyway. But I plan on taking the smaller laptop with me and stay in touch with the world, no, sorry, the virtual &amp;quot;world&amp;quot;.

I&amp;#039;m tired, so let&amp;#039;s call it a day. A lousy day.
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;*Looks up &amp;quot;lousy&amp;quot; in a dictionary. Eases.*&lt;!--right--&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;
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		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Jul 2010 15:42:09 -0700</pubDate>
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		<title>Manga café
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		<link>http://myanimelist.net/blog.php?eid=71756
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		<description>These blog entries certainly take a lot of my time. Yesterday&amp;#039;s piece of nothing took me more than an hour to write, and that&amp;#039;s a lot. Well, I&amp;#039;m in a middle of my summer vacation, but that&amp;#039;s not the issue here. So I&amp;#039;ve decided to write quicker and spend less time. Well, that seems like a good decision I&amp;#039;ve made, but it certainly is not going to happen for many various reasons. First of all, I don&amp;#039;t want the &amp;quot;quality&amp;quot; of my phrases to drop (it&amp;#039;s hard to describe, what do I mean by &amp;quot;quality&amp;quot;, but I&amp;#039;m sure you can decide that for yourself). Second, I &lt;strong&gt;just can&amp;#039;t type that fast&lt;/strong&gt;. And see, when I am using the &lt;em&gt;BBCode&lt;/em&gt;, I use up even more of my time. And the last reason: I always write too much.

Especially on such perfect day like this. I went for a walk in Helsinki (the capital of Finland, you better remember that, if you didn&amp;#039;t know) after the hair-cutter finished her job, so I have nice cool hair now, and that&amp;#039;s a part of reason I&amp;#039;m feeling cool myself right now. I ended up going into the Manga Caf&amp;eacute; (there is only one such caf&amp;eacute; in Helsinki, that&amp;#039;s why I&amp;#039;m using the definite article in this case). I&amp;#039;ve been there once already, but that was a long time ago, and I only took a peek on that day. And the first time I visited the place, I already liked it. It&amp;#039;s a rare, quiet bar right in the heart of the capital, with a terrace and all. I bet you don&amp;#039;t find places like that often. Most people are just too embarrassed to go in, as they are not interested in manga and such and certainly are afraid of the otaku population, afraid of &amp;quot;catching the disease&amp;quot;. They may not know the term, but everyone can recognize otaku people, because I could, since it&amp;#039;s not the term, but the meaning behind it.

As for me, I am who I think I am, and I don&amp;#039;t consider myself being an otaku - yet. I seem to be on the way of becoming one, though. Is that what I want? Is it good or bad? Who knows, time will tell.

So, why did I go to a manga caf&amp;eacute;, when I don&amp;#039;t even consider myself an otaku, someone could ask. I don&amp;#039;t read manga either, you know that, if you&amp;#039;ve read my profile. Then why?

Why not, can&amp;#039;t I? I remembered it was a cool caf&amp;eacute;, and I thought of taking another visit to the place (haha, I wrote p&lt;strong&gt;a&lt;/strong&gt;lace first). And there I was. I bought myself some strange ice tee, sat down and started reading some random anime magazine that was lying on the table. I never read one before, so I had lot&amp;#039;s of fun recognizing different animes and reading reviews on them, not some random loads of crap you can find anywhere on the internet (and I&amp;#039;ve myself written some &amp;quot;masterpieces&amp;quot; on myanimelist ), but professional otaku reviews. Yes, otakus, too, can be classified in pros and noobs. If you are angry at me at this point, then you are a noob otaku. Why the hell, you ask. Because, if you got insulted by my comment, then you think of yourself as of a noob otaku. And, I hate to repeat, but previously I was referring to myself only, you are what you think you are. So you&amp;#039;re denying to others, that you are a noob, because you don&amp;#039;t others to know, that a part of you secretly admits, that you are one. Can you follow me? I am quite philosophical again in my deductions. Just think of yourself as of a pro, then you&amp;#039;ll become one. Or accept yourself as a noob and live with it. It&amp;#039;s not that bad as it sounds, and being a noob sure has some advantages of it&amp;#039;s own, too.

Anyway, speaking of the otakus, I secretly hoped I&amp;#039;ll get to know some in the manga caf&amp;eacute;. Ever since I&amp;#039;ve watched Genshiken, I&amp;#039;ve found otakus pretty much cute. That&amp;#039;s right, cute. Because most of the otakus like cuteness, they try and become cute themselves. You are what you think you are, right? What, never heard that one before?

Sadly, I didn&amp;#039;t make friends with any of them, but I sure spotted a pair of them. And OMG they were so... ah, &lt;em&gt;kawaiii&lt;/em&gt;!!! See how they caused my sudden change of personality. &amp;quot;Normal&amp;quot; people are right to be afraid of them.

Then, I found out I could sit and read as many mangas from their manga shelf as I wanted to. Too bad I don&amp;#039;t read any mangas... No wait, then I remembered my promise to a hardcore Beck fan to read the Beck manga, now that I&amp;#039;ve enjoyed watching the anime so much. And so I asked the caf&amp;eacute; assistant (no, she was not wearing a maid uniform) if they have any Beck. That&amp;#039;s when I found out the horrifying truth.

The manga shelf itself is quite tiny, so they had a big part of their manga stored in a cellar below. But, apparently, there were some real tropical rains in Helsinki about a two weeks ago, and the cellar flooded, which resulted in a loss of a big part of mangas. According to the assistant, Beck series were included on the list of damaged manga.

And that&amp;#039;s just when I was fired up enough to read my first manga. Maybe it&amp;#039;s not my fate to read any? I found some Hellsing chapters in the shelf, so I went on reading them, but I got bored quickly (I wonder why). If I were to read any manga, I want Beck to be the first one I read. 

I also checked their doujinshi collection, but I wasn&amp;#039;t moved by any of it. It was then when the shop assistant told me, that she will try and find later, if there were any remaining Becks. I thanked her kindly and left (actually I just said ok).

So there was still some hope for it huh? My next visit has been decided. I don&amp;#039;t know when, but that place ruled, rocked and rolled, so I&amp;#039;m sure I&amp;#039;ll go and relax there some time again soon.

I finished my day by playing pinball in the movie theatre (I was so good I kept getting new games for free), eating sushi, taking a bus ride and running home from a bus station in a rain. It hadn&amp;#039;t rained since those damn tropical rains, that ruined the Beck collection in the cellar, and it&amp;#039;s been some hellish heat for two weeks, so I was really happy for the rain to come. Now, there&amp;#039;s at last some fresh air in my room.

And that concludes my today&amp;#039;s blog entry. Time spent 1h 25min.

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