"First they came for the
Jews; and I did not speak
out because I was not a Jew.
Then they came for the
communists; and I did not
speak out because I was not
a communist. Then they came
for the trade unionists; and
I did not speak out because
I was not a trade unionist.
Then they came for me; and
there was no one left to
speak out for me."

- Pastor Niemöller

Thanks to everyone who have commented and faved my works. I'm so sorry that I've had no time to answer and thank everyone. I have not been busy, I've just been lazy. Even with the better uploading system on DA, I've still managed to be sooooo lay-zee that I've posted just one new work.

I got to get a grip. Maybe I should go out. Or watch that strange Idol performance on Youtube.

- J

"When you criticize someone
walk a mile in their shoes.
Then when you criticize them,
you'll be a mile away
and wearing their shoes."

Well, after three weeks of tinkering and tweaking, I finally managed to get my homepages online. Nothing much to say about them, except that I got a heck of a strain in my right hand - damn those mouse clicks.

Without getting any more boring - go check them out! The images are much smaller than here on DA, but I'll probably will build a few of the best shots to carry a "large image" link on them...

Peace and love.

PS. Thanks to closer-to-heaven for something special! <3

So we are going along the 21st century. Neat. Maybe this year I can find something really useful to do, like starting family or maybe finally get that driver's licence. Which would mean that I would have to get a car. Blah. Maybe I'll just use my legs for now.

I just woke up from my little dreamworld to a feeling I couldn't breathe. I stood up and it seemed like my body had forgotten how to do that automated process of filling lungs with air. Kinda scared me. Wouldn't be a big tragedy.

My wait has paid off. I finally after 27 and a half years heard someone say to me the words "I love you" (not including my mom) in the way they meant something. I'm still flying from that one. Sad thing is She could never be mine. Oh, well.

I'm getting tired on walking alone on this planet. I could lull my self into that sleep again and maybe my body will forget to breathe again. Or I could stop this whining and just start being nicer to people. Nicer to those who exploit me day by day. Nicer to those who never stop criticizing everything I do and giving their "helpful" tips on how to live MY life. Yeah, maybe I'll be nicer to those people. And maybe I'll be the president in the coming elections .. yeah, sure.