Gästbloggen Version 0.2

Completely seriously, Hannes is totally useless when it comes to update his blog. So therefore, I do slave work for him. It is extremely strenuous to press my fingers against the keyboard, I would almost say that it is like fighting against a polar bear, because that is all we Swedes do. To fight against the polar bears that walk on our streets and produce hot blond girls. Ehm, yes .. True story! But well, back to what I actually should talk about. I got permission to “gästblogga” again, and i will therefore post a text about on an ordinary morning in my life! AINT THAT SO EXCITING?!
This is just so have something to read until Hannes starts blogging seriously again. Hannes and I will start blogging together on another blog, so this blog will soon go back to its normal form as it was before I came into Hannes life.

To give you an insight into my life, I will now describe a typical morning.
To wake me up involve a certain danger. Not that I would become aggressive and start throwing eggs, which I strategically placed under the bed, it’s more the sight. To watch a newly awoken Tova should certainly be classified as a suicide attempts. It will at least result in that you will be permanently marked. After that my mind has come back, I try to remember who I am, what I’m doing here and why it is an empty potato chip bag in front of me, and why the potato chip is laying next to it … My nocturnal activities tend not to be a synonym of the word normal.

I get up, being careful not to bump my head on a shelf I don’t even have. (Although there has been a shelf there. Until I hit my head in it too many times that it finally went down) and gently place a toe on the floor. You have to watch out, the things I have on my floor both bits, scratch and sounds weird. It’s dangerous. They are called for cats and they thinks that my floor is the exemplary place to sleep. Today’s first real thought, apart from my attempts to identify me, is;
- Why has it become so popular to paint hearts or dots on your nose at pictures?
Then I decide to make an effort and go up. Usually, it works fine, I’ll find my legs function and I walk proudly on, but sometimes it happens that I perform like a mans sex organ whose owners just seen something too disgusting to even talk about. In plain talk, I fall. The reason for this is usually because I have spilled a few drops of my baby oil, which stands on my drawer. (Don’t get any perverted thoughts now you little bastards , I use it to wash away makeup.)

But somehow I still manage to end up to my goal, final destination, the bathroom. There miracle shall be created. Miss Tova changes from dangerous for the human eyesight until health and normal.
My eyes must shine, my skin have to be perfect and my lips would be so sexy so the mans, as I mentioned earlier, sex organ will beginning to tickle his nose. Well, nothing of this would probably never happen, but you are not prevented to try. But I promise – I will no longer be a danger for the Swedish people.

After I’ve chosen my clothes that I’ve placed on my body with the greatest care, I begin the next project, take a 105 mile long jog, save the world from a natural disaster and rescue a woman from being robbed by a cactus. After I do a lovely and nutritious breakfast to my family and go happily out and pick up the newspaper. This is my real yes, definitely. Ok, let’s be serious. There is a necessity, the world is too unserious. This will definitely expand, and soon will the whole world stop playing CS and no one cares about when famous people die. Well, eh, ok, serious now Tova…

The next step is breakfast. The existing breakfast, not that which is nutritious and had something to do with my family. Breakfast is dangerous. It bites me in the nose and refuses to be chewed, it only grows in the mouth and menace to rape each and every body part of me, I hate it. There ends the description of my morning, so you can you guess how the rest of my day is …

Happy easter everyone! <3

Igloo-theory

Well, just had a telephone conversation with the Pixelwhore, aka ‘GF’, aka ‘Lol’ and all the other stuff she’s called, we discussed the current state of igloos. Or something. Thing is, the Swedish word for ‘igloo disorder’, how does it sound? Because, the word ‘igloo’ is the same in Swedish, but disorder is ‘oordning’. So, it would be like ‘igloooordning’, but at the same time the Swedish language doesn’t allow more then two equal characters after eachother.. Which makes this a mess (heh, disorder, totally worst joke ever…). This was also our first… struggle? Don’t really know. She thinks it’s called ‘igloooordning’ because of Moment 22, you can’t write igloordning, because ‘ordning’ is ‘order’ in Swedish. That means, igloordning would be ‘igloo order’, roughly translated, but because of Moment 22, the requirements takes out eachother and leaves the word to ‘igloooordning’. I still believe you can’t write it that way (even if it IS an awesome word, oh yeha it wasn’t an actual word… ah whatever. It’s still awesome, it just aint right.), so I believe you should write it ‘oordning bland igloos’, which is ‘disorder among igloos’. OR, alternatively, ‘igloo-oordning’, which is ‘igloo-disorder’, pretty much. I want your inputs!

In other news,
(yeha I love typing that, haven’t used it in a while tho)
Nothing is happening. I just finished a website work, and I’m home sick. Because of the recent Battlefield: Bad Company 2 Beta release I have no reason in releasing some software or anything for Battlefield 2 as it won’t get any attention. I might finish a version of the BattlefieldStyler just in case however, but it won’t include all the functions I wanted it too have (sadly). However, if I get some time over (which there wont, I have enough school and other stuff to think about, especially now when being sick this long) I might finish a small but awesome game for you guys.

Greek hotel prank call

I just had to post this for you guys. Sorry!

I just can’t seem to finish stuff, eh..?

Nope, I cant! But there ARE excuses for that, yes indeed, there is! Now pretty much all of my time is consumed by three things: Programming for a website, My Girlfriend and the fact that I’m sleeping a lot because I’m home sick. Now I’m not sick anymore (THANKS!), but I just realized I’ve got a crapload of work on the website I’m making, which has to be done by next week, and my girlfriend is coming over here this weekend. And, well, I’m not going to sit and programming when she is here so therefore – not a lot of Blogposts and not a lot of software releases. Sorry for that.

Now, I gotta go eat and prepare for the tonights game. See ya, everyone!

Gästbloggen

Today shall I, Tova, test a concept that we in sweden call gästblogga (guestblogging), the principle is easy, I ran down to Hannes (Deleted_screen), drove over him 30 times with a bulldozer, fried him with a couple of hamburgers and then sent them to a farm in Ireland, took his computer and went to his blog. I’m a wonderful girlfriend, someone should really name the village of the Irish farm that I sent Hannes to after me. No but seriously, today I’m going to talk about a very important subject that concern everyone on this planet and all other places too, something like Scania. (Note from ScreenY: Scania is a part of sweden who everyone hates, commonly referred as “the land of the betrayers”, because of history between denmark and sweden… Sorry for the historical lesson, just had to!) (Note from Pixelwhore: Scania is the southern part of Sweden, where Hannes lives. The people who live there are just as great as anyone else, except that you can’t hear what they say… It sounds like they have their mouths filled with porridge or something…) The subject does not include how you make pancakes in your sleep, not how you repair a harddrive with just one hand, but It’s shortly about how Hannes aka ScreenY is in reality. I have a bit of personal experiences of this boy, even on private places. (Uh, oh… Insideinformation, Perez Hilton, anyone?) Hannes is defeniatly a special boy with a bit of predilection to large jackets and cactuses. As fast as she sees my computer he sits and screams “OMG I HAZ TU DUWNLOAD DIZ SUFTWARH TO YAAH!!!!!!!!!” and 5 minutes later my computer more or less looks like the remains of Hiroshima. It wouldn’t surprise me if he would start looking after the motherboard on me the next time we see eachother, but at the same time he’s the most wonderful guy, we can lay up all night and record videoclips where we speak about elk hunting and try to convict that he’s homosexual. He’s totally retarded, but I love him because of that. He’s a incredibly loving boyfriend, and he could’ve made all of you to homosexuals within an hour if he so wanted to. That was pretty much everything from me, for this time, but I might show up again sometime? I just have to point out discretely that I’m generally awesome and that Hannes probably is going to steal my mousepad next time we see eachother.

Happy easter!
Tova aka Pixelwhore aka Lol (Yes, my mother actually calls me that…) aka “everyone calls me GF in Hannes blog”.

(Everything was happily translated to English by Deleted_screen, so blame me if my english is bad!)

Spotify?

Yeha, I got some spotify invites laying around. So for those of you who haven’t got any just post a comment, and make sure your e-mail is right, and I’ll send you a spotify invite over email.

Other then that I’ve been taking some medical tests and such… Don’t even know if there is something wrong with me or if it’s just me imagining this stuff, but I’ve also been e-mailing to Sany a lot recently, using my cellphone, which is quiet fun. Been sending him a couple of pictures from sweden and such. Currently sitting and listening too The Prodigy on Spotify, if anyone wants to know.

I should really make a longer update but really I feel like shit, so sorry about that.

Hardstyle Friday

Today is Hardstyle Friday on The Rave! Click here for more information.

Starts 6pm GMT-6 and lasts until midnight, that’s 11pm for the ones living in my timezone (GMT+1).

The Rave

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Currently streaming my 19 minute Hardstyle, Hardcore and Trance remix. Be sure you listen to it as often as possible!

Since my girlfriend keeps spamming me to post blog updates, here goes. Lately haven’t really happened a lot, It’s been a crapload of school, pretty much no sleep either. But I have been TRYING to do some programming, I’m still working on the BattlefieldStyler project, It’s going slow but at least It’s going forward. Other then that I’ve fixed one of my teacher’s computers, which had the most odd error ever… First of all, it could not shut down. It just said “Logging out…” forever. Then, the task manager couldn’t be opened, files could not be copied (it crashed after a while) and such. I installed ubuntu on a thumbdrive and made it boot trough that one, copied over the files and reformatted the computer… with the 4 hour HP recovery system. YAAAAAAY! It’s NOT funny to babysit a computer for that long. However the computer was fixed, after a lot of time in front of it scratching my head and calling Fisk.

I’ll try to be more active, cause not only does the pixelwhore nag on me, people actually seems to read my blog. Which is really weird…

Goodnight fellas, It’s time for one episode of 24 together with my parents and then I’m off to bed!

Love!

Sorry for not posting lately, this is the last night of the LAN I have here, so that’s why there’s been no posts. Anyway just wanted to tell you I love a mouse I got from a friend, It’s a standard HP mouse… which is amazing. Just a standard mouse could perform that well. Guess It’s the gliders on it, anyway, gonna try to get more of them and sort of pimp them, cause theres just small things that needs to be fixed with it to make it fit perfectly in my hand, look nice etc.

But I tried playing Quake Live with it, I normally get around 21-33% accuracy, using my Roccat Kone. Yes, I do really love that Roccat Kone, but seriously I’m just amazed how a mouse for 10 euro is better then a mouse for 100 euro… I will never regret buying the Roccat Kone, It’s the best mouse I’ve ever had, but as I said, the default HP mouse gave me a lot better accuracy, nearly around 30-37% accuracy. It IS a big difference to my ordinary 21-33% accuracy.

Now before anyone of you start ranting “HEY THIS IS A F##KING ADVERTISEMENT”, it is NOT. I’m just posting this because of how amazed I am. Here you have a picture of the actual mouse:

Goodnight everyone!

I have a feeling the coming 6 days are going to be totally awesome, tomorrow (or actually today, the 1th) I’m going to my wonderful girl – the pixelwhore (oh my god, I dont like calling her that, sounds dirty, but oh well since BN gave her that name it’s OK.) for two days, and then I have a LAN with my 3 best friends in 4 days. So the start of 2010 is going to be wonderful!

But no worries, I shall fix the BattlefieldStyler Application for you, it’s almost done, it just needs some configurations and then I can release it.

As a New Years-greeting from the pixelwhore.. (yeha… whatever), here you have a nice photo:

Goodnight everyone, happy new year and hope everyone will get a great start of 2010, cause I am!