I have a really twisted subconscious mind. The other dream I remember from last night... hrrr. Someone mentioned yesterday Saw III, and then I dream being a possible target of his.
I was in a familiar house with him, under that threat and he let me go. I run out of the house, it's obviously night since it's pitch black outside. I keep running the snow-clad street, sure that he's coming after me. At some point I slip, and as I have no strength left ot get up I try to crawl forward, sinking my nails in the icy surface of the road. I hear noise behind me and as I turn around I am sure he's there. Instead there's a punch of strange women who came to help me. The last thought before waking up (at six a.m.) is the incredible sense of relief: I'm safe.
Funny how it's always women who help me or are the ones I go to when I need help. Some time last December I had a similar dream. In it I go to my apartment but as I go to one of the rooms a strange woman with her child come in asking me who I am and what I'm doing in their apartment. Despite of me having the key they just throw me out. As I'm puzzled, and questioning my existence, I decide to go and stay at my relative's place while I sort out the situation. But when I arrive to that house, instead of finding my relatives there, there are a punch of kids with whom I had played for quite a while earlier in that dream. But they don't recognise me, they've never heard my name before and have no recollection of ever even seeing me before. And somewhere in the twilight zone, between being awake and asleep, I remember thinking that I have to find one of my teachers, Her actually, that She knows who I am.
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I had a job interview this morning. Well, actually it was a sort of a... pre-"job interview" interview at Varamiespalvelu. I think it went quite well. We'll see if it has some considerable consequences in the near future. In the meantime, I'll do the translation exam for Harlequin when the time comes.
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I had a long talk with Wanderer yesterday. It appeared she's had dinner with our beloved president Tarja Halonen. I was so much in awe because of this tiny piece of information that I completely forgot to ask her, why she was invited to have dinner with Halonen. Maybe I'll remember to ask that some time next week, I didn't remember it today when I went to say goodbye to her (she doesn't live here, although she teaches here, for the time being, anyway). Speaking of which... Wanderer won the Lecturer of the Year -award this year. That makes her the first female teacher to receive the award. One other English teacher has dominated the vote for years but I would say his reign has ended. I still don't see what's so special about him. Despite this fact a male friend of mine, whom I saw today (the catching-up took about an hour), keeps making fun of my spot in the English department being due to my alleged affair with the teacher G. Yeah, right... Not in this lifetime.
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Kjell Westö was lecturing today in my town. Alas, since the communication isn't very obviously exactly working I had no idea of the thing until I opened my computer an hour after his presentation on the other side of the town had started. I'm pretty annoyed: I would have been more than interested in knowing the perspectives of a Finlandia-awarded author on writing. Damn it! I mean, these occasions are not exactly common in my home town. Ggggrrr... I'm going to write some response to whoever is responsible for updating my town's home pages.
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I saved Deep Purple's collection album today from a sale. I've been now humming and whispering and singing their classics all evening. Especially 'Perfect strangers'. I love that one. Also gained more prestige after Mr. Koivunen sang it in Idols. it was the first song I heard sung by him. Until the first final round I had just ignored the whole Idols, mainly because the previous season was so crappy. Then a friend of mine I hadn't seen in a while told me to watch one episode. I did: as Ari sang I was just sitting there in front of the TV, paralysed, with my mouth open. Once he had finished I was in a trance-like state for a second before jumping up and starting frantically looking for my cell phone to vote for him. Watched every single episode after that, except missing the Scorpions cover in the finals; I hope I had had the possibility to hear it myself.
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The Meme of the Day:
I have no idea who performs this song that I keep hearing from the radio. Anyhow, it has a nasty tendency to scorch itself on my memory and keep interfering with my inner jukebox.
"Tokyo, you got a rhythm in you.
Tokyo..."
