I've recently begun a certified programmer course at utb. Nord, waaaay up in nowhere.
Yes, I'm back in Övertorneå, again. Let's hope things works out better this time around.
I went back to Härnösand to meet some old - and it's getting to the point where I can
say that about all of them - friends over new-years. I hadn't seen any of them for over
two and a half years, and I was kind of anxious when I heard a certain someone was coming
to the party. But, it was great. I can't wait to come back.
I hope they'll throw another LAN-party soon. It'll give me an excuse to come visit.

So, for some time now I've been hooked on Alex Jones. I watched his latest hate-Obama-movie just the day before yesterday. I felt it in my stomach, that there was something wrong on inauguration day. It seemed like all the anger and suspision toward media and politicians just vanished. Suddenly the world was at peace? Obama is Jesus! No, that can't be right, there's still a war going on, isn't it? But could Obama resonably be blamed for this, this propaganda explosion?
On a personal side note, I felt the only presidential candidate I would have trusted to be straight with me was Ron Paul. If you have an issue with that, just google him and watch videos almost thirty years old. I don't think he's a turn-coat like the others.
Also, I really believed that 9/11 was an inside job. It made sense to me, because it does look like building seven was demolished in every film clip I've seen, but how can I know for sure, almost a decade later, that it's not all photo manipulation? I've learned that just because it makes sense to me and my particular kind of logic, it's not necesarily the truth. What should I think of this pdf for example?
http://www.jod911.com/WTC%20COLLAPS.....d%208-8-06.pdf
Can Mr. Brent Blanchard be trusted? Is he payed? Is he lying?
Even the issue of Global Warming! On one side there's the sunspots theorists, on the other the CO2 emission alarmists.
What is a person to believe? And more importantly, what am I, as a future parent going to teach my kids?

I thought of the only things I could trust within me, and made this little... shall we call it a poem? Tenets, if you will.
These are the wisdoms I've learned from an almost 25 year life span, they're mostly from video games ;P

'Do NOT feel discouraged, and never let FEAR get the better of you. Trust your INSTINCTS, question EVERYTHING, and always honor TRUTH! But remember that you could always be wrong.'

~Ale

So, I stumbled upon TED talk this morning, and I felt like sharing this with the art community that is the furry fandom. Elizabeth Gilbert certainly has an interesting view on artistic genius, that I think many fur artists will agree with. I myself know how painful the creative process can be, and often is. So, enjoy:
http://www.ted.com/talks/elizabeth_.....on_genius.html

Let me begin a few weeks back...
 AnraX and I are walking home to my place. It is past midnight and the streets are almost empty. It is quiet. He's talking, like always, I don't know what about and I don't care much. We're walking down a path, heading toward the overpass where the E4(europe road number 4) crosses the street below. I turn around as we pass a street light and I see something beautiful...

No, I'm not talking about  AnraX, that dragon ain't too pretty in real life, trust me.

Two foxes are crossing the street behind us. They're heading in our direction. I point toward them and say "look, that's foxes, isn't it?"
We stand still and wait for them, they're not afraid at all. They look healthy, no deceases, no wounds. They walk around us, watching us, maybe sizing us up, deciding whether or not we're an easy kill.
We speculate for awhile over where they live and if they're a male and female, maybe scouts reporting back to a larger group...
...we know absolutely nothing about foxes.
 AnraX snaps a shot with his cellphone camera. It comes out pretty good.

Days later we again walk the same streets, and further down, where the former rail road station (now a fast food restaurant) is, we again see two foxes. It is midnight.

I seem to remember  AnraX was the one bringing up the topic of feeding them.
We decide next time we will bring some food.

A week or so passes, and we again walk out into the night.

Fact:
Foxes like French fries.

I read about foxes in a encyclopedia. There is one thing I've been wondering about. Why are all the foxes in the furry fandom portrayed with a black mustache? If memory serves me right, according to this encyclopedia there's a difference between the north American fox and the common european red fox: mustache looking markings on the sides of the muzzle.

My step mom talks to a friend of hers who knows a lot about foxes. She says the two foxes are probably brothers, and that they're going to go their separate ways in march.
She also tells me they're scavengers and that finding food during the winter months will not be a problem for them. I still want to feed them.

Some people say it's wrong. That it's against nature and that I'm not doing the foxes any favor. That I'll make them weak, unable to find food themselves. Some say foxes are pest.
It's probably true. It is a selfish act. I just want to get close to them. Meeting with wild animals is a magic feeling for me.

I believe about a week later, we meet a fox again. One, not two. The other one's probably dead, maybe it got hit by a car. Maybe it got weak because it started to rely on people to give it food. Maybe the food I gave it made it sick. I feel bad.

Tonight they ran Highlander on Showtime. I decided after the movie I'd go out and see if I could find the fox. I brought with me a box with two sausages and some fries in it. I walked past the rail road toward the spot where me and  AnraX first saw the two foxes. As I passed the E4, I thought back to the time when he and I sat down in the grass eating hamburgers. The foxes eating our French fries from our hands. One of them nibbling on my shoe :)
...the surprised faces of the truck drivers passing by.

I walked down toward the grassy area north of there, where I know we've seen them before, where we first saw the lone brother. Everything was quiet, nothing there but a couple taking a walk. It sounded as if the man had been drinking. It's Monday night.
And then, further ahead, on the other side of the street, I saw a silhouette of a fox, sitting in the grass, and beyond there, another fox walking. I approached their location and kneeled in the grass, looking right at the fox sitting down only a few meters ahead of me, put the box down and opened it. He saw me right away and came running towards me. Only moments later his brother approached. They were both alive and well.

I think, when they started working on the railroad, they probably destroyed the foxes den. Funny, now it seems the foxes have moved into the new shopping mall being constructed where the old bus station used to be.

I can't think of a way this day could have ended better.

I finally took the big step. I've been thinking about it for years, but there's always been something stopping me. I guess fear, mostly. I've always known this to be right, always talking about it with my friends, making jokes. Not sure how I would, or if I should tell my parents. How would they react? Anyway, this is it. There's no turning back now...
Good bye Microsoft.

Ubuntu, here I come...

...and the WACOM pad works too, wee!

September 18

My birthday, yay!
Today, I will eat cake, and spend the day with my friends, one of wich is the most beautifully broken person I've ever met. Meow  paodjuret ^^

Watch out FA, today I got me an A4-sized pen tablet!
What's awesome is, it works in the GIMP, pressure sensitivity and all! Now, to see if it will work under Ubuntu...