there are those moments in life, when you find yourself home alone on a friday night, disconnected from the world, staring at the dim illumination of your computer screen and wondering what exactly it is that you do, in fact, have to live for. all is dark, and hope seems but a distant romance from a long forgotten age. the ice age. possibly even earlier. maybe something with dinosaurs. either way, it's probably safe to say mammals were a few pegs down the food chain... so there you are, lost in the seething discontent of this dinosaur-infested emotional wilderness, casting about for a trace of meaning, a skerrick of inspiration. and just when you're finally on the verge of giving up and reaching for the spud gun (hey, if you're going to die, you may as well do it in style) BAM! youtube intervenes.
it's a glorious time to be alive. and finnish.
