Just another day...

As with so many previous posts, today's one will most likely be full of complaining, bitching and nearly relentless repetition of old jokes. Here's just a little recap to start with: I should have been more explicit in my previous post about my year 2005. Now one might come accross reading it like a list of things I managed to waste my little money on. This was not the intention, honestly. It is funny, nevertheless, that most of the things that really sprang to mind in the process of writing it were more or less what some more educated people might call consumer commodities. It does go without saying that we all suffer from the same fetish but at least it was not my intention to come accross like a bourgeois pig.

Blah, I shouldn't really care about that but wanted to get that off my chest.

If you're one of the more observant kind, you might notice that this post is, once again, written during the glorious corporate working hours. I gladly take any opportunity to use the time they pay me for to do all things random, such as blogging. Now, and please don't laugh, this is serious, this kind of behaviour can be seen as tactical action against my employer - using their time and their means of production for my own good (?) purposes. I believe a certain continental philosopher actually called this something like 'la perruque' - the wig (this is the time when the more observant ones will once again realize that I've lost the plot). Obviously any tactical action taken will always be only a part of a grander strategic goal and this is the question I, indeed, pondered upon: What and where are my strategic goals in life?

So far, I've managed to leave behind the safe haven provided by the family and the Finnish state. All the tactical actions I have taken until now have taken me to my current situation (yes, I know, this is self-evident) but at no point has it become clearer where will these choices take me eventually. Moreover, I'm not alone anymore making all the decisions that might affect the strategic outcome. The equation is just getting more complicated all the time and my inside tactical centre is getting more confused. Where will we end up eventually, who knows...?

Hell with this! I need gadgets and trips abroad!!! Speaking of which, Granada was rather nice. Should not come as a great surprise that one of the main attractions there was the local drink and food. The great thing about Granada is pretty simple: show up in one of the many nice bars, order a beer and get a free snack to go with it. Yes, that's right, you still get a free snack of great Andalucian variety (paella, chorizo, olives, omelette, etc) with a beer. A word of warning though, or two. The Granadians can be a bit tricky so always check your bill before paying and keep a track of how many canas (a small glass of beer) you have ordered. Secondly, if you spend more that four days, be prepared to be craving for something else to eat. As good as it is, there are limits for everything. In sum, a nice city with gorgeous mountain scenery, the great Alhambra fortress and good tapas (food).

I'll be back - as I keep promising...