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Back in the day (a LONG time ago), I would rake in extra cash by driving drunkards around.

One particular sunday morning I got a call from a childhood friend of mine, asking if I could pick him up from the city. I told him that no, I had pulled a doubleshift at my job at the time and everything was fucked, he said okay, Imma call a cab.

This was around 4am, so I naturally thought they had gone to a bar and he'd staggered off from the ride home and I COULDN'T be arsed to drive 45minutes each direction to pick up someone with the tiniest bit of blood left in their alcoholsystem (Don't do this. Never leave your friends when drunk. Our city is incredibly safe, otherwise I would NEVER have left him there, I am aware that's not the case everywhere).

About 10 minutes after that call I heard my brothers coming home, so my suspicion on the bar-thing kinda got cemented that he wanted to stay when the others went home. I went to bed. He made it there, he can make it home and besides, he promised to call a cab, he's a somewhat resonable guy, I'll call him later in the morning.

LATER THAT MORNING:

R(Roxxy): Was it a good barcrawl last night?

J(Rs brother): ?? We never went to a bar?

R: But B called, he was in the city?

J: Oh! He called you for a ride home?

R: Yes, but I told him that I really don't feel like looking for someone in a crowded bar.

J: Uuuh didn't he tell you where he was?

R: No? It was 4.15am I took for granted he was at a bar and wanted to stay after you went home?

J: He's a fucking idiot. Jfc I would have thought the same thing as you, why didn't he even try to disclose where he was???

R: Wtf are you talking about??

J: B was at the hospital.

R: WHAT? IS HE OKAY??

J: Oh we sent him along with T in the ambulance.

R: And what happened with T??

J: He kicked a burning jerrycan of fuel, so his pants caught fire.

R: Why was there a burning jerrycan of fuel in the picture to begin with???

U(Rs other brother): Village ShitHead kids wanted to see if it exploded when set on fire.

R: ????????????

J: Anyway. Ts pants caught fire and we didn't get the buckle open and pants off in time so his legs also caught fire. S(Ts wife nowadays) sorta saved his legs by wrapping cold, wet blankets over him while we waited for the ambulance.

R: ...I am never fucking driving you again.

T survived, he was about 6 weeks in hospital and had a couple skintransplants. Today married and has got two kids.

Village ShitHead kids got away scotfree at this point. One almost drove himself to oblivion though and is today on probation for a shitload of pettycrimes, I can only assume it's karma.

Moral of the story:

1. Always tell your ride where you are.

2. Don't kick burning fuelcans.

3. Don't leave your drunk friends.

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September 1st 2019.

Never stop the madness ja kohta vedetään taas.

About last night

I woke up at 8am, all my clothes smelled of smoke, my arms were covered in red wine and I have no idea where that weird taste in my mouth came from, and yes still drunk. Question remains, did we burn anything else than the bonfire? And if so, what?

Walking in to your local supermarket in an old nightgown, smelling like an arsoned boozestore, hair on end and sunglasses on up and down, look on cashiers face: priceless.

All in all. Good night.

Now the hangover kicked in. See you in next life if we end up in the same kennel.

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MILDRED?????

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Listen up freaks. I will only say this once. This is gonna be a long one so buckle tf up.

RUSSIA WILL NOT ATTACK FINLAND ANYTIME SOON.

Keep your eyes on Ukraine. They are still suffering every single fucking day. Trust me, we're FINE up north. We will be FINE. We are not scared. Of all the former states in emperial Russia, we are the only one who kept our independence after WW2.

I am not an expert, but I have read enough warhistory to have insight in the matter.

Is Russia building up their army by our border?

Answer: short answer, yes. Long answer: I dare say it's likely just a smoke screen. Russia wants to show power. And keeping the world scared is a good thing for them. The three-day war in Ukraine recently entered it's fourth year and show no signs of stopping anytime soon. So, scare in other ways, empty barrels and all that.

I would however be critical to what they try to evade us from seeing with this.

But they have boats destroying your underwater cables and planes in your airspace! The boats is a type of hybrid warfare, we know, working on it.

As for the planes. It literally happens so often that news no longer write that much about it anymore, and has been happening for as long as I remember. Stop making chickens out of feathers which may be from a different bird altogether.

Does Finland stand a chance in case of an invasion?

Answer: All I can say is that our military has almost 1 million men and women (and nonbinary) in reserve. We held back a stronger enemy with overwhelming odds against us and almost no help from outside because we were not expected to last last time around (shoutout to Norway and Sweden though!) . We never forgot 1939-1945 and that's been a tremendous aid.

Is the geology in Finland different from Ukraine? Yes. Ukraine has strengths in black mud and green forests, but weakness in big open areas. Finlands landborder with Russia consists mostly of thick, dense, deep forest for hundreds upon hundreds of kilometers westward, a few fields, villages and even some cities, then forests again. Our army is trained to fight in these areas, while the Russian army, as far as we know, only educate soldiers to warfare in these terrains in Alakurtti. And Alakurtti is far from the biggest garrison in Russia.

All fun and games until the snow starts humming in finnish and you get shot at from five different directions.

Do you see Finland as a war-theater in the next 5 years? No. Russia cannot bring Ukraine to their knees. They have no chance with us. They aren't that suicidal.

But they can still take Kyiv! It's only a matter of time! No. If they could, they would have in 2022. It didn't make sense to pull back from Kyiv if you knew you had a chance. They fucked up plain and simple (and thank god for that)

Are finnish people scared? Not by default no. We joined NATO in 2023 not because of fear, but because we're tired of them. Our president at the time, Sauli Niinistö, called Put*n the day we decided to apply for NATO-membership and told him to look at the mirror, it's YOUR OWN fault. And that pretty much sums us up as a people.

And now, onto questions which every single troll thinks they did something with. Jfc open a historybook.

Finland can't be trusted because we were aligned with bad mustache man. First of all, we were never "aligned", we used the help we got of weapons and such. BUT YOU DEPORTED JEWS! We didn't though, not on the scale you make it seem. We deported a batch of 26 people, of whom 8 happened to be jews. Once news broke about what happened to these men, the scandal was clear, and no more deportations of jews were made and A LOT of politicians resigned. Paavo Lipponen (former PM) has since apologized for this incident.

Once Germany was losing the war we fought an entire war against them (Lapland war). Finland was never on Germanys side, Finland was always on Finlands side. Did we de do everything right? No, we didn't. But we can only apologize and learn.

Ukrainians fought at the Battle of the Raatte Road! Why are you still helping those who sought to cut your country in two! Funny how you know that they sought to cut Finland in half to cut the escape-route north to Sweden and Norway off and essentially smoke us out, but don't know that Ukraine was a part of the USSR at this point.

Were the Soldiers Ukrainian? Yes.

Were they there willingly? Absolutely not. War is war and soldiers follow orders, if it was because of brain-washing or because of propaganda is debated. But this was after the Holomodor and Stalins cleansings and morale was low, easy to follow orders and you're both starving and the only one left of your family.

They were sent unprepared, in thin summer clothing with food only to last a few days, condoms and instruments because of a planned celebration in Oulu, in a huge column across the border in december 1939 (the coldest winter yet measured). Once Finland struck them into Mottis, it was over. They never had a chance once the first bomb destroyed the road.

A lot of soldiers deserted before reaching Finland. The thought of killing a brother-people was too much. The few who survived the nightmare in Suomussalmi were killed by their own that very spring.

Do we blame Ukraine? No. We know where the orders came from.

You lost the wars in 1939-1940 and 1941-1944! We consider it a bitter win. We had to give up 10% of our landarea and put 11% of our population onto the road to evacuate Petsamo and the Karelian Isthmus (Twice! Both after the winter war and the continuation war), which was about 400 000 people back in the 1940s.

We lost a lot of men, women lost husbands, mothers and fathers lost sons and around 55 000 children lost their own fathers. We lost a lot of land. A lot of people had to start their lives over in a new place.

But we kept our independence. And that's the price we, and the fallen soldiers payed.

Finland wants Karjala Takaisin! That means you want war with Russia! As I mentioned, the Karelian issue is a bitter pill and not completely swallowed. But we also know that it's beyond saving, Finlands economy won't handle that. We will support Karelias fight for independence, but we have to be realistic. It's not something we can do anymore, in the 1950s, or maybe even into the 1960s there was a chance to salvage what was left after the war. But not anymore.

So be critical and don't fall for all propaganda, it's not gonna get better. Focus on helping Ukraine, they are the ones fighting for their, and all our freedoms right now.

Don't think of us, we'll be fine. Don't paint the devil on the wall. And ffs don't share every sketchy news-source you see✌️

Slava Ukraini. Fuck Russia.

(Free Palestine and fuck Israel while we're at it.)

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Can I have advice? Lol.

I live in a shithole of a tiny village, like under 500 people live here and I hate 90% of them. Longass story but small town is a small town, what you don't know about yourself, everybody else does.

I moved away in 2011, then came back half by accident in 2018. I should have just fucking stayed. I mean I got my ass handed to me that fall and tried to wrap my car around a tree before I almost frenchkissed a semitruck, so I just had to get back on my feet I guess.

My paternal grandma died in october 2018, it was expected, she had been a vegetable since 2015 and her hand was in first stages of gangrene. But she was the best one of my grandparents. And I was already in a frail place.

When your paternal grandmas sister-in-law has to hold you back so you won't claw out the eyes of the guy working for the church you know you should leave town.

In my defence he:

1: Forgot/didn't care about grandmas soulringing*. Didn't answer phone when grandad called, grandad, who can take tasan two steps without falling over walked to the priests house and told him, priest called him, then he answered. Never apologized, chewed gum and looked at his phone thru the entire ordeal.

2: When talking about burial plots, he casually asked; And where do want to dig the hole for her. We were in church, had this happened today I would have thrown hands with god if I needed to. I was too soft back then.

3: When asked about burialplots at the cemetary he gave us the option of a plot right beside where the pumpstation for wastewater is. Isolated and far from the other graves. I voiced my opinion, and said I will not leave her here. I asked for a plot on the other side of the cemetary. "Well, usually those plots are saved for people who contributed to the village". I took two steps forward and had to be held back by my grandmas sister in law.

Do you know how embarrasing it is for a 25yo who wrestled horses daily to be held back by a 78yo woman who's half as big as you are? I will get my whoop ass one day. One way or another.

He never apologized btw, and I have since learned he holds a grudge because his grandfather got played by my great grandfather in the 1920s. Grow tf up, I hold grudges too but not for my fucking ancestors. Jesus christ.

Also when you stand in line to the fishcar at christmas and you smirk when imagining the other townsfolks obituary you need to get a grip. It's not their fault they never ventured further than Vaasa.

Then this goddamn gem.

"I heard you DON'T have multiple sclerosis, you just have a herniated disc." First of all, who the fuck are you, seriously. Second of all, how the fuck do you know that I have MS in the first place, third of all, I have both. I have tried calling people who has been DEAD for years! That's how well I keep up with people. And this person, who I don't know, somehow knows my medical history??? Get fucked. Turns out my maternal grandma had squealed to the wrong person.

Now, I moved my horse in october to another town (right on the way to and from work so no biggie), and since then I've felt more and like I don't want to stay here.

Without going into too many details, the move got blown all the fuck out of proportion and ended with a bad flare up of my illness (which in turn led to me getting steroids and sytostatic medication, yay all the lost weight came back with a vengance🤸‍♀️), high bloodpressure, liver ATL thru the roof and what I can only assume is some sort of PTSD.

Kept no contact with former BO who tonight was at my door demanding to see me. I had a bad panic-attack, didn't open the door and just let my dog handle it (He's guarding the house, let yourself in without my permission and you will get hurt. Fuck around and find, I wish a bitch would). Next time I'll call the cops. I should have done it already but they have a busy weekend and honestly, a drunk driver or a drunk wife/childbeater is a whole lot more important than my drama.

Heard thru the grapevine that she and another neighbor keep track when I leave for work and when I come home, and based on this data they know that I have sold my horse and don't go to the barn.

I have not sold her. I know the fate that awaits her if I do. Warmblood trotters are worth less than dirt and I would rather have her in the ground than risk that. I am at the barn 4-6 days a week, with a 5 day average. Depending on if the co-rider is riding her or not.

So I should move. I should never have fucking moved back to this godforsaken hemorrhoid in satans asshole to begin with.

Now, here's my pickle.

My house is built in the 1800s, renovated in the 1950s (after SOMEONE set fire to the second floor) and in the 1980s (which I have since learned is actually a "blackbuild"*), the land has been in our family for as far back as we can go in our ancestry (1650s or something). It is in dire need of renovation and I am so uncertain if I even wanna stay here anymore. It is currently owned by my dad and my uncle.

If I move, it will most likely fall into disrepair, none of my siblings or my cousins are interested, and in all honesty, I don't blame them.

They could put it out for sale but this area is notoriously hard to sell in and you usually have to go down in price atleast 50% from the original price, neighbors went down 75% and they only sold to get rid of it.

If I renovate it's gonna cost me atleast 200k euros and I can get a wholeass nice, newer house in another place for 150k euros.

As a single income household there is no bank in the country that will give me a loan.

Anyone wanna get married? lol.

I think I love the sentimental part of my house more than I love thought of it. It's big, it's old, it's got shit neighbors (two of whom literally collect shit like crashed cars) in a shithole of a village that I honestly wouldn't mind if it just fell into the sea.

I have the option of moving to my grandparents second apartment in the next county over, but then I have to live nextdoor to my maternal grandad, and I would literally rather set myself on fire. It's 2am and I will not have finished that rant before the sun comes up but the gist of it is that we're only related on paper.

It's a shit situation all around and I have the options of ebola on steroids or a unholy campylo-salmonella situation. Either way I'll probably die.

Help a bitch out.

Also important to note, moving to an apartment is not an option. I have a dog who guards and would never shut up. At this point I can't afford it either.

*When someone passes away, they ring the churchbells to tell the town that someone belonging to the church passed away, they call this soulringing.

*Blackbuild is they strayed so far from the blueprint that it's no longer considered okay from a legal standpoint.

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Bruh

This qualifies as a dumbass report.

I was on my way to a jobthing. Left the office, started driving.

Realized something was off.

I was on my way home.

I went the other asshole-direction from where I was supposed to go.

At least I noticed before I hit the freeway.

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Me and my brothers.

"I installed this machine which will improve production for company...."

"I inspected a school and read reports of mold found in a private apartment, then I started on safety spreadsheets for a watercompany."

"I thought about hąnging myself in the traverse then spilled coffee on a shit blueprint so I could remake it."

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Cold is coming

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Every now and then I'm reminded of the time I rawdogged an 11 hour roadtrip by myself.

An absolute shitbox of a car (sorry Volvo s40 but GODDAMN), no snacks, about a cubic meter of coffee, two energydrinks and a salad later and I pretty much questioned every single fucking decision I had ever made.

I only stopped once too.

Do not recommend.

Just don't.

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