Tulefel Forum Posts (2,848)

RE: Songs for your mood.............

Thank you for your humour, patience and support. Would like to keep in touch by private mail.

Complaints

As a poet said:

“I don’t agree with god, and the other judges don’t qualify.”

RE: Biggest lies from a guy’s mouth

But “I’m exactly thát type of guy” is even bigger lie.

RE: Biggest lies from a guy’s mouth

Hate to shock you again, but here is # 6:

You are the cleverest man I ever met…

Complaints

Yes, I’ve already felt glad that I couldn’t afford to by a Lunar tractor, otherwise the heaviest tire would be the eighth.

RE: Normal People

Well… a bigger picture needs generalization. And in general terms a norm could be a most frequent category. For example, on this site “loving, caring, loyal” is a norm, everything else is not.

RE: Have you ever been drunk for 2weeks at one go

The digit “2” reminded me of the classic:

"
2 alkies passing an exclusive liquor store, and one suddenly stops and stares into the window in disbelieve at the price of a bottle of Black Pearl. The other draws him at the sleeve and says philosophically:

- Let’s go, partner, it’s for non-drinkers.
"

Complaints

Complaint of the day:

Why, oh why the fourth tire is the heaviest?

RE: Songs for your mood.............

Bumped into it some time ago, and then didn’t get the point. But couldn’t just forget it either.

Returned to it today. And got the point. After the second re-run. Then watched it for the third time, just to enjoy the performance as whole. And then watched it for the fourth time just to enjoy the conductor.


The point is: the singer, though he’s not an opera singer, has the voice enough to sing this song properly. And of course, he has the ability to learn the Italian text properly as well. He did neither.

The man is a clown (when he wants to be…but he always did as he wanted, even in Soviet times – respect!), and the whole thing is a clownade. And I do enjoy a clownade when it’s taken seriously.

Just my permanent mood.

Gradskiy performs “Caruso” (not for the faint-hearted):

Complaints

They have promised it to be a Fridy 13th today… and they said the truth – the whole day was indeed a Friday 13th. Everything that has the slightest potential to get peachy, got peachy. And even some of those things that usually don’t have such a potential…

Complaints

Two complaints:

1. No free space in wardrobe.
2. Nothing to wear.

Complaints

Don’t tell me you accusing your politicians in hypocrisy.

But seriously, the world is as it is because the majority prefers to accept and adjust, instead of objecting and trying to make difference, at least in small matters around it. Or perhaps I expressed myself wrong – a majority always accepts and adjusts. If there anyone to make difference, then it has to be an individual (as in “responsible”). Changes will be marginal and would take many years… I may die of old age by then…

Or more optimistic scenario: a lot of people, all at once, suddenly will feel like individuals and take responsibilities for their own lives, or perhaps, even their country’s… I certainly will die of old age by then…


As to daily complaint:

+7C and rain WITHOUT snow: Swedish summer has arrived!!!

Complaints

Here’s a complaint… (or perhaps, it’s a natural law?)

It was sooooooooo sunny and beautiful a week before Easter, and during Easter, when I’s supposed to enjoy my leisure time, the weather was just dreadful – rain with snow and cold and miserable… The only consolation is that it will be the same tomorrow.






Where is the spring?

Complaints

I will! I will!

Complaints

Checked for 30 min ago: a fast driver on foot moves slower than a slow driver on truck.

Complaints

Depends on the colour, may be a pink elephant?

Complaints

Ain’t that slightly reckless? What if your truck will run away with another woman into the lilac distance… and your driver’s license with them?

Complaints

We are due to send data, we’ve been collecting for 3 years now, to Swedish Statistics coming Monday.

Came home last Friday 21.30, worked from home on Saturday, and today worked from work. They put signalization on at 20.00, so we got to run out when the clock started to beat, as Cinderellas.

Drove one of Cinderellas to railway station, she’s still on her way home, I think. While me already home and working. Sooooooo convenient to have own pumpkin.

Will try and come to work at 7.30 tomorrow, but it’s rather a dream than a plan. And after lunch I’m due to my second work.

1.5 l bottle of champagne waiting in the fridge, and I purr in anticipation:

“Vot vam slovo, ya zaaaaaaaaaaaaaavtra poveshus’,
A segooooooooooodnya ya proooooooosto nap’yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuus’…”

No complaints.

Complaints

No complaints? Try to explain to a policeman that your driving license is at home in other bag because yesterday you wore other shoes.



My complaint is about gas stations: there’s no sign showing the right way to a pump. Yesterday I’m not only had another bag, but even wanted to fill my gas tank. Waltzed around a gas station three times before I managed to moor the car from the right side of a pump. Not my achievement by any means, just a random event.

When I went inside the station to pay, the cashier was crying with laugh, poor darling…

And another complaint: I still don’t know on which side of the car this little gas tank hatch sits… and sooner or later I’ll have to repeat the procedure…

Complaints

I’m a functional eater, I’m afraid, at the best of the times, and during stress I tend not to eat at all. Which isn’t good either. (Complaint)

Never understood excitement with which some people talk about food. I cook what I like, keep it as simple as possible, and don’t do any big matter of it. And hence, a convenient subject to keep a conversation afloat is gone. (Another complaint.)

There’s very often some kind of cake or bake work at the afternoon coffee time at work. I try to “miss” it, but sometimes they phone and ask whether I’ve forgotten, and I have to appear and consume my share. Today was on my new job, and the first thing they asked was whether I’d like some sandwich to my coffee… “The soldier won’t die as hungry…” (c)

RE: girls.... do you think Men should share housework with women?

Each bears own sit around his/her neck

RE: girls.... do you think Men should share housework with women?

Should men share house work with women? Of course, not! I’m sure that a strong and intelligent fellow is able to manage all house work on his own.

Complaints

I do like the end better. In the beginning you are full of excitement (calfy-ish) and expectations (groundless), then in the middle it transforms into routines and boredom, and then in the end everything is settled and you are ready to a new shower of excitement and expectations. When there is an end, there’s a hope for a new start.




My day’s complaint: there were waffles in the coffee room today. Wisped cream and jam (4 different sorts). Must be conspiracy against my futile struggle to keep weight…

Complaints

Why, oh why don’t they change the time on Friday in the middle of working day? Why do they steal an hour of my week end? AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA


Good night, good people.

Complaints

Complaints

When IS it travelling? When you haven’t bought anything, just wrote on some ancient pillar “Tulefel was here”? Can’t do that – feels somehow embarrassing when I think about next generation of archeologist.

I’m not a traveler, I’m afraid… need some time to get used to a place. 10 min at a site, while guide reciting dates and facts, and then of you hurry to another site… that’s not especially attractive. And travelling on my own at my pace and liking is problematic… hence, shopping.

RE: Pain Management

A horrible event indeed, and the family regretted bitterly that they didn’t seek help at once, and that pain they are left to live with.


As to non-medicational pain treatment… You can imagine your pain as a badly sewn seam, loose it up, and then sew again tidy and evenly. Works for me against headache once a month. (Though I must say that aspirin is more effective. ) Doesn’t work for pain in my back and feet, nor against headache caused by low atmosphere pressure. Never tried it with tooth pain… looks like I’m not a martyrish type.

RE: Pain Management

The best way to deal with tooth pain is to go to a dentist at once. If there’s difficult to get time at public health care, go to private. A brother of one of my good acquaintances died of sepsis while waiting for his time at dentist. He was 16 years old.

Complaints

An hour of throne speech, then 30 min under fire of question – and here I am. Survived. Again.

But why, oh why it’s so exhausting to speak for public? A friendly audience, a familiar matter, and after 1,5 h you feel like all blood has run out… (Ought to eat more pomegranates)




Travelling… Actually I’ve travelled today, with my neighbour in her truck to a lovely boutique. I’ve bought an obelisk for my hoya.

Complaints

Lucky you! I can’t say “No!” to shopping…

(Complaint)