<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846</id><updated>2011-12-20T08:57:54.825-08:00</updated><category term='illness'/><category term='dad'/><category term='beer'/><category term='live'/><category term='funny'/><category term='helsinki'/><category term='oldtown'/><category term='riga'/><category term='m0r5k'/><category term='stocholm'/><category term='tattoos'/><category term='promo'/><category term='sky eats airplane'/><category term='pärnu'/><category term='emotion'/><category term='dc'/><category term='uk'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='scenario'/><category term='sun'/><category term='emo'/><category 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term='blog'/><category term='steffani pizza'/><category term='rock cafe'/><category term='trip'/><category term='four years strong'/><category term='time'/><category term='teenagers'/><category term='every once in awhile'/><category term='food'/><category term='wake up'/><category term='twitter'/><category term='new songs'/><category term='million'/><category term='monster games 2010'/><category term='snowboarding'/><category term='bedwetters'/><category term='liberty square'/><category term='prague'/><category term='shirts'/><category term='social media'/><category term='nazi'/><category term='zagarkalns'/><title type='text'>m0r5k's mastermind</title><subtitle type='html'>Here is the place where I and Me find a solution to what my third I(the mind) has imported.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-3743673363891787064</id><published>2011-09-07T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T07:27:51.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fastlane</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've felt like writing for a long time, but all I've managed to do is stop by this blog and read what I could find. I guess here's the development of my own personality in some deep form. Since some time the whole deep- deep side of me just moved to a more quicker form - tumblr. To analyze that I kind of feel like a dumb donkey, I mean seriously dumb pictures, videos or a few other links just to clear out my thoughts.?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rMNw-uqeF8E/Tmd-aBRkaqI/AAAAAAAAAWw/CA2pEZEaQ_8/s320/060127_rm_KickDonkeyTN.jpeg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 205px; height: 212px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649623243043400354" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess its the pressure that comes from our society, nowadays everything has to be QUICK, FAST, NOW NOW, BUY  USE GET...you know. And I'm kind of trying to take the time off and enjoy every minute of what I'm actually doing, whether its good or something I don't like that much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wasn't there some saying for every new challenge overcame means getting to be a better person or smth!? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I wish all the kids going to school all the best as I'm a student again myself. Have fun in lectures, have fun on your breaks, meet new people and don't be cruel to others. IF you see bully's fuck em up or go tell someone, those fuckers need to have their asses kicked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And try to see who are your real friends and what they give you out of unconditional love for making you better and vice a versa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"have you ever been at some place, recognizing everybody's face until you realize that there was no one that you knew"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IIws6nr_fc4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IIws6nr_fc4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-3743673363891787064?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/3743673363891787064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2011/09/fastlane.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/3743673363891787064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/3743673363891787064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2011/09/fastlane.html' title='fastlane'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rMNw-uqeF8E/Tmd-aBRkaqI/AAAAAAAAAWw/CA2pEZEaQ_8/s72-c/060127_rm_KickDonkeyTN.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-3814431006088999686</id><published>2011-01-24T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T05:29:51.240-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedwetters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='space'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nirvana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>The Game Room</title><content type='html'>They are known as very active young guys with quite a reputation of entertainers and socially very capable guys. Everyone performing their own arts and traits of manipulation. The "gang" itself is not a bunch of regular consistency, depending on the stars and the moon phase the presence rarely occurs. Its like the vampires are thirsty for blood after a while of feeling hunger pain in their bodies. They never hunt alone, they are too weak to do it on their own.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This very day it all begs to differ. The bunch of six gather around the table and sit back, relax watch the time fly in a different motion, speed. It is if they have entered another zone, where the typical well known physics rules of time and constant do not exist. The dimension comes to them with ease and opens up some irregularity. Like a dream that won't end with a surprise of waking up. They make moves with their minds, its like a game, but yet it is life. Higher intellectual mind fields... in a barely bordered room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead of a regular four walled room like normal humans know, this one is exceptional. One out of three white painted walls does not endure to wind pressure. The wall is invisible but has some type of framework to keep the unwanted out. It never gets stuffy although there is no air conditioning- they presume that the blocking framed invisible wall lets some particles of fresh breeze to them. Sometimes depending on how much pressure is put upon the surrounding, small holes send in winds flows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also there is a escape patch to the upper parts of the room, where types of sound waves flow. Once the upper stairs have been entered other dimensions have opened up a portal to an emotional trip. The sound waves are programmable, formable, touchable... They attach on regular people and change the neurotransmitters to receive and put out something that people only dream about - nirvana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-3814431006088999686?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/3814431006088999686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2011/01/game-room.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/3814431006088999686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/3814431006088999686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2011/01/game-room.html' title='The Game Room'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-7202294655848606137</id><published>2011-01-03T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T04:57:48.082-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snowboarding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='latvia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zagarkalns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tallinn'/><title type='text'>snowboarding</title><content type='html'>This year I'm taking snowboarding a lot more seriously than before. Every weekend its ZAGARS time.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fz_0M6jUimU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fz_0M6jUimU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pow poW. I'll be back with vids maybe every week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-7202294655848606137?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/7202294655848606137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2011/01/snowboarding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/7202294655848606137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/7202294655848606137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2011/01/snowboarding.html' title='snowboarding'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-74763188394073259</id><published>2010-11-28T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T10:32:05.270-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oldtown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prague'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedwetters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medevil'/><title type='text'>Medevil From Prague</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/TPKf5QoZGYI/AAAAAAAAAUM/ZZzbjfGJu50/s1600/IMG_1445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/TPKf1rl1oYI/AAAAAAAAATs/eKvFgx552rk/s320/IMG_1406.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544669835829813634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-74763188394073259?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/74763188394073259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/11/medevil-from-prague.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/74763188394073259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/74763188394073259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/11/medevil-from-prague.html' title='Medevil From Prague'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/TPKf5QoZGYI/AAAAAAAAAUM/ZZzbjfGJu50/s72-c/IMG_1445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-3276482048617966398</id><published>2010-11-26T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T07:32:30.692-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estonia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brewery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prague'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pig'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>From The Brewery.</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=UTF-8"&gt; &lt;meta equiv="Content-Style-Type" content="text/css"&gt; &lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt; &lt;meta name="Generator" content="Cocoa HTML Writer"&gt; &lt;meta name="CocoaVersion" content="949.54"&gt; &lt;style type="text/css"&gt; p.p1 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Georgia} p.p2 {margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 16.0px Georgia; min-height: 19.0px} span.s1 {text-decoration: underline ; color: #0022e4} &lt;/style&gt;   &lt;p class="p1"&gt;PowPow.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Yesterday we went to this Beer Brewery in Prague old Town called &lt;a href="http://www.npivovar.cz/"&gt;&lt;span class="s1"&gt;"Novoměstský pivovar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to have dinner and a few beers.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Hope you're familiar with the oldschool Hanseatic type of restaurants like we have Olde Hansa in Tallinn. Reaallly medevil awesomeness which you can feel all around you. And of course the smell of old beer tins and grease.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;The whole procedure was pretty cool. From the moment you sat down at the table the beer started automatically coming in. I couldn't even finish the jug when a new one was brought to the table. So thats how I got pretty drunk within just 40minutes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;The best part is that I had just woken up from my daytime nap just half a hour before we went to the brewery. And then my appetite being all to the max THIS HUGE ROASTED PIG came bouncing in. I was like SHIT! THats what I'm talking about :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;So the rest of the night carried on with drinking as much beer I could and eating greasy pig dish.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;Aight People. I'll see what I can do with today.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p1"&gt;I'm really loving this city.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-3276482048617966398?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/3276482048617966398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/11/from-brewery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/3276482048617966398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/3276482048617966398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/11/from-brewery.html' title='From The Brewery.'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-3039726786284343638</id><published>2010-11-25T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T06:56:16.583-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prague'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedwetters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dc'/><title type='text'>Prague Beer Brewery</title><content type='html'>PowPow. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday we went to this Beer Brewery in Prague old Town called &lt;a href="http://www.npivovar.cz/"&gt;"Novoměstský pivovar"&lt;/a&gt; to have dinner and a few beers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you're familiar with the oldschool Hanseatic type of restaurants like we have Olde Hansa in Tallinn. Reaallly medevil awesomeness which you can feel all around you. And of course the smell of old beer tins and grease.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole procedure was pretty cool. From the moment you sat down at the table the beer started automatically coming in. I couldn't even finish the jug when a new one was brought to the table. So thats how I got pretty drunk within just 40minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best part is that I had just woken up from my daytime nap just half a hour before we went to the brewery. And then my appetite being all to the max THIS HUGE ROASTED PIG came bouncing in. I was like SHIT! THats what I'm talking about :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the rest of the night carried on with drinking as much beer I could and eating greasy pig dish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aight People. I'll see what I can do with today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really loving this city.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-3039726786284343638?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/3039726786284343638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/11/prague-beer-brewery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/3039726786284343638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/3039726786284343638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/11/prague-beer-brewery.html' title='Prague Beer Brewery'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-8714922654316191883</id><published>2010-11-24T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T07:38:47.722-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liepaja'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estonia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fontaine palace.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lapko'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prague'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='latvia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedwetters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='riga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tartu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dc'/><title type='text'>Prague</title><content type='html'>What What?!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My long waited vacation days finally arrived and right now I'm sitting in this Neat Music Cocktail Bar enjoying my margarita. Looking back on the last weekend I pretty happy that we had such great time with Lapko while touring in Latvia and Shs. And it even got quite emotional in the end- haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now here is a true story: A few years ago BW had a gig at the Baltic Beach Party in Liepaja. We partied all night long and then in the morning it was EHVVIN hard to pack our bus and lock the door. Yeah You read it, We didn't lock our rehearsal room door...Where I forgot my newly purchased Mac. When We got back, It wasn't there anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily after a few months I got a call from the police saying that they found my dearest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kaspar Lost his Laptop in Liepaja last week and thank God It was found a few days later. Actually the whole scene and drama was pretty funny, now to think of it. I totally know how that guy felt that morning. CONFUSED OF HIS LIFE BEING LOST:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But about the rest that is going on. Yeah I'm here In prague enjoying some free time and then some DC time. Okay. ENough of this. Now I know that I can access Free Internet in the Bars not in My HILTON HOTEL:P...cause its fucking expensive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I'll gather some real thoughts for a change and post em here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-8714922654316191883?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/8714922654316191883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/11/prague.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/8714922654316191883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/8714922654316191883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/11/prague.html' title='Prague'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-2799306647829788198</id><published>2010-11-03T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T14:08:38.929-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='four years strong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estonia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='steffani pizza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedwetters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='live'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pizza'/><title type='text'>Found something</title><content type='html'>I found this really cool band: Four Years Strong. Fought with EMO shit in my head and got over with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking on the beach with my doggie Lassie and chilling around with only music in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5AqJ3xZ4_sY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5AqJ3xZ4_sY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a picture of !LasBie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/TNHOoTDKR4I/AAAAAAAAAS0/Oy15faXsiHg/s1600/IMG_1363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/TNHOoTDKR4I/AAAAAAAAAS0/Oy15faXsiHg/s320/IMG_1363.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535432608718669698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Oh! this is the oldest in the book: What does the Chef's hat look like to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/TNHPG7OzgKI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Z2D3gkJFbyM/s1600/IMG_1366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/TNHPG7OzgKI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Z2D3gkJFbyM/s320/IMG_1366.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535433134901002402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-2799306647829788198?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/2799306647829788198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/11/found-something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/2799306647829788198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/2799306647829788198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/11/found-something.html' title='Found something'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/TNHOoTDKR4I/AAAAAAAAAS0/Oy15faXsiHg/s72-c/IMG_1363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-1250411150148486116</id><published>2010-11-02T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T13:56:52.988-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orkut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rauno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my chemical romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='m0r5k'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedwetters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='million'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rauno kutti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='porn'/><title type='text'>Thanks for reminding me!</title><content type='html'>I would like to start off my long waited post with practical joke.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is this radio station in the States where they play these word games from time to time. This time the game is called " Name a word that is not in the dictionary".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People call and name different words that typically end up being in a dictionary, but this once...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The DJ: " Hello, caller number 72, whats your word?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;caller: " I would like to suggest a word Guaaan"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The DJ: " Let me see now, Yeah, it really isn't in the dictionary. Now put it into a sentence!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;caller: " Guaan and fuck yourself!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The caller gets disconnected immediately and the game continues without setbacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now after a little while...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The DJ: " Hello, caller number 148, whats your word?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;caller: "SChmiiii."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The DJ: " Okey. This word hasn't been named yet, neither is it in the dictionary, try to put it into a sentence."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;caller: "SCHMII again, Guaan Fuck yourself!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HA HA HA, BIG FUCKING HA. Thats right: the word was GO ONE....And SChmii was ITS MEE..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway big thanks for the anecdote Mihkel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I've been doing a lot of stuff lately. We're making a lot of new songs with bedwetters for the next big thing you know. Gathering ideas, working on the whole concept and the genre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I myself even built a little home studio in my apartment to try and record my ideas. And also to make somewhat countable demos for Joosep- he works mostly on the backtracks nowadays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're really excited about out upcoming minitour with Lapko. 18-20. As you've probably seen on our FB page.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work is somewhat tiring. I was pretty stressed a little while ago- I guess I had somewhat reality check on my life...things aren't as pretty as an idealist materialist would like them to be in this system... but then again I got back to the roots of my happines. MUSIC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also I kind of feel the christmas spirit getting nearer to my heart. All these Tangerines and Mandarines in the stores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of the most. I can't wait for the tour and after that I'm having a break from Estonia. Going to Prague and then from there to Kiel, to visit my sister and nephew Kieran. Gonna be a hell of a trip. And thats gonna be the most active online period of...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually there is so much to talk about...I mean with your my honey blog...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aight. Now I have to finish cause I just came from skateboarding...;) which is going pretty well...and the tub is almost full so I have to embrace this warm tubwater and relax.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;meta charset="utf-8"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-1250411150148486116?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/1250411150148486116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanks-for-reminding-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/1250411150148486116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/1250411150148486116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanks-for-reminding-me.html' title='Thanks for reminding me!'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-6427791864255163622</id><published>2010-10-28T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T01:24:59.310-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social network'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estonia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedwetters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reverbnation'/><title type='text'>Some Improvements</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just made some new improvements regarding our music online. I managed to find a widget which you are able to attach to any of your social networks. This means you have to PRESS SHARE button:&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyODgyNTM5Nzg3MTQmcHQ9MTI4ODI1Mzk4NTAwNyZwPTI3MDgxJmQ9cHJvX3BsYXllcl9maXJzdF9nZW4mZz*xJm89/MzA2NzM4NzVmOWVlNDk1Mjk1NmU2MDZmODM1MWM*Yjgmb2Y9MA==.gif" /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://cache.reverbnation.com/widgets/swf/40/pro_widget.swf" height="200" width="262" align="top" bgcolor="#ffffff" loop="false" wmode="opaque" quality="best" allowscriptaccess="always" allownetworking="all" allowfullscreen="true" seamlesstabbing="false" flashvars="id=artist_742650&amp;amp;posted_by=artist_742650&amp;amp;skin_id=PWAS1001&amp;amp;border_color=000000&amp;amp;auto_play=false&amp;amp;shuffle=false"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://www.reverbnation.com/widgets/trk/40/artist_742650/artist_742650/t.gif" /&gt;&lt;img height="1" width="1" border="0" src="http://a.triggit.com/px?u=reverbnation&amp;amp;rtv=742650wd,Electronica%2FDance,Rock,Metal" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To add this to your own channel; blog and voila- you can listen to our music nonstop while writing or reading. POW POW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any questions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;m0r5k&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-6427791864255163622?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/6427791864255163622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/10/some-improvements.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/6427791864255163622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/6427791864255163622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/10/some-improvements.html' title='Some Improvements'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-4932517621268450209</id><published>2010-09-16T15:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T17:09:09.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Figure Figure no. 9</title><content type='html'>Hello there fellow bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about you for awhile now. The reason why me thought have had the chance to be scribbled down like usually is because of my ultimately tight schedule. It doesn't mean I don't chill, but rather putting my free time into NON tech related relaxing. But the good side of this story that I have so much to write about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO cut the chase.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is BW day in Tallinn. As we met Lapko (fin) guys in Lithuania and had a concert together in Nostury (fin) its time to do the same in Tallinn. For the fans this means a party day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard so many people ask me : why don't u play here, in estonia...NOW we are here and everyone has the chance to come...BIG thanks to the girls who've travelled along with us...special thanks to Airiin ofcourse. AND NOT TO MENTION everyone that has come to our concert anyway...ANYWAY...i'm repeating myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the band has developed in many ways and we have some secret news, which is very overwhelming for us and also for u. But you won't know about till I dunno...in a few months?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the days are filled with spring routine- lots of work and now I go to school also...AND I'm doing Motocycle licence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy to have a life like this, travelling from time to time, seeing all these people who adore my passion- makes me feel powerful and inspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man. i stopped by the store to get something to drink...And i think I'm not allowed to finish this off...I'll keep the idea just in this bubble till I define myself better.&lt;br /&gt;laterz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-4932517621268450209?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/4932517621268450209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/09/figure-figure-no-9.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/4932517621268450209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/4932517621268450209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/09/figure-figure-no-9.html' title='Figure Figure no. 9'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-7311715320103552243</id><published>2010-09-01T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T02:53:36.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remark</title><content type='html'>Weird thing. I just realized that I don't have much problems. I think I might have chewed more than My big mouth can handle, but what thell, I guess I have to spit some out....nah&lt;br /&gt;I think I can handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my belly is too big.&lt;br /&gt;R.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-7311715320103552243?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/7311715320103552243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/09/remark.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/7311715320103552243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/7311715320103552243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/09/remark.html' title='Remark'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-8130114425220168459</id><published>2010-08-30T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T06:13:48.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedwetters - Hayley</title><content type='html'>HERE IS THE MASTERPIECE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/YPtLIhDnt3A/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YPtLIhDnt3A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YPtLIhDnt3A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="480" height="295" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHARE IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-8130114425220168459?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/8130114425220168459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/08/bedwetters-hayley.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/8130114425220168459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/8130114425220168459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/08/bedwetters-hayley.html' title='Bedwetters - 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Heyley (new single out now)'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-9004101730735184621</id><published>2010-08-09T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T07:43:31.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm telling you its gonna be crazy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/TGATiXmsMpI/AAAAAAAAAR4/K0sioIQ_Tqc/s1600/photo-4.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/TGATiXmsMpI/AAAAAAAAAR4/K0sioIQ_Tqc/s320/photo-4.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503420225819521682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who remembers the words from our videoshoot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got it all, the looks the talk, I mean the way you walk is insane...FUCK i get chills all over my body while I think of last Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but the thing I wanted to write about is this little side story that you should imagine the way Peter Griffin tells it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now at 4 in the morning after Rock Nights / Roko Naktys 2010 we were driven back to our sleeping place. It was just on the lake and OF course me, Kaspar and Karla thought it would be cooler to go waterbiking instead of having to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the thingie...pedaled to the midst of the lake- the aim was to reach an island near...OY no way guys, lets see if this bike can tip over...nooo it can't, it can, noo...hahahahhahah and SPLÄÄÄÄÄÄSH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing you know, I got up to the surface, saw that the bike got tipped over our heads, Kaspar came splashing out...BUT WHERE THE HELL IS KARLA. It was like a few seconds till he got to the surface... We laughed really hard and it was fun, till we saw that we were in the freakin middle of the fucking lake. SHIT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't tip back over, so Guess what, we swam with the damn thing for at least an hour to reach an island and then pedaled back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could probably make anyone laugh the way I can tell it live, but You have to imagine it by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH- Even Joosep and Mihkel got back in the mean time...Mihkel screamed on the shore...FUUUUUUUUUCK WHAT AA DEALAAAAAAAAYYYYYY..... we were like...WE GOT TIPPED OVER....he was like OOOOoooooOOOOOOOOOOooooo. IT ECHOOOEEEESSS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, ROCK NIGHTS ROCKED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cWUfplo0BSE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cWUfplo0BSE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check some more of this channel- theres plenty where that came from;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/TGAR3Btm2aI/AAAAAAAAARw/xuOoA3CPuJE/s1600/IMG_6780.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/TGAR3Btm2aI/AAAAAAAAARw/xuOoA3CPuJE/s320/IMG_6780.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503418381696948642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-9004101730735184621?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/9004101730735184621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-telling-you-its-gonna-be-crazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/9004101730735184621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/9004101730735184621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-telling-you-its-gonna-be-crazy.html' title='I&apos;m telling you its gonna be crazy!'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/TGATiXmsMpI/AAAAAAAAAR4/K0sioIQ_Tqc/s72-c/photo-4.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-2516512250616330500</id><published>2010-08-05T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T00:39:18.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New video</title><content type='html'>We have gathered here to discuss some topics regarding today and tomorrow and some other days near today....mwhaha what a start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big deal is, we are starting to shoot our new video for our new single. IT should've been a nice weather and stuff, but today it isn't...so i guess we'll have to figure something out. I'm emailing with the producer to get the MAXimum out of the sound quality...just a few more changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE NEXT post will have pictures of our shooting and a YOUtube link to the single. So you can be familiar with it, share it- the video will follow shortly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we're shooting the massscene at the beach and on saturday we're playing At &lt;a href="http://www.rocknights.lt/"&gt;Rock NIghts festival in lithuania&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for the next one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-2516512250616330500?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/2516512250616330500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-video.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/2516512250616330500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/2516512250616330500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-video.html' title='New video'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-4795244936581823981</id><published>2010-07-28T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T03:34:22.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG what I found</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="380" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CdCp_iXWDcQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CdCp_iXWDcQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUMP JUMP JUMP JUMP higher than HIGH;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-4795244936581823981?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/4795244936581823981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/07/omg-what-i-found.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/4795244936581823981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/4795244936581823981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/07/omg-what-i-found.html' title='OMG what I found'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-2022168274005158783</id><published>2010-07-09T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T01:09:36.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>I used to record Beavis and Butthead when I was young. Now I have youtube:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the best:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="440" height="305"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UOejUGb5QDU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UOejUGb5QDU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="440" height="305"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-2022168274005158783?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/2022168274005158783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/07/memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/2022168274005158783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/2022168274005158783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/07/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-2827057173004435071</id><published>2010-06-29T04:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T04:54:20.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>Well Soon is a very abstract meaning...he-he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how back in elementary school you had to write about who you want to be. All the kids in class usually wanted to be Like Mich in LifeGuard or some cosmonaut or smth. Even I wanted to be a freakin' comsonaut:D, but things started to change when people went to middle school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that time, when I finall got to the 5th grade, MIchael Jackson was the king of pop. Half of my class mates even knew the dance moves. I mean, i liked him also, but only a few songs. I was a huge fan of Metallica. It was in the midst of a summer when I was chilling with my family and the besties our family. And all of a sudden I got this Metallica Reload album from the familybesties. AND THAT CHANGED EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new dream was to become a rockstar. I played that freakin CD all day and night rocking around the room with a broom or smth. I mean I even bought all the T-shirts and Hoodies I could get from the cheap russian market. A TRUE FAN. One day a good friend of mine from school made a wooden Gibson Xplorer Like James Hetfield had and I immediately replaced my broom with it:P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c-BTgXeelLs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c-BTgXeelLs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point I was pretty sure I had to make another step for my Rockstar Career. So one summer My dad offered me a job. I quit tennis and asked a very good friend of mine to join me to earn some cash. The job was to paint a whole house in Pärnu- so we did. And with the money we earned we both bought Acoustic guitars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how good feeling that was. Unbelievable! I was so happy, but then again a bit confused-  I didn't know what to do with the damn thing. After countless hours of trying I knew I had to try the damn music school- FAIL, wasn't good enough. SO I started my career on my own. TABS, Writing my own songs, tehcniques and thanks to TAbsites, everything was possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT LEAST WHEN YOU have 5-8 hours a day patience to practice.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So thats how I started to chase my dream...It goes on, but I'm going to stop now, 'cause the rest is WAAAAYYY tooooo detailed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace y'all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-2827057173004435071?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/2827057173004435071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/06/dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/2827057173004435071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/2827057173004435071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/06/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-4487710207891884395</id><published>2010-06-24T06:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T06:38:05.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check in.</title><content type='html'>Now I've been here for half a week and I don't feel like being somewhere else. Usually when abroad you run around try to do whatever you can and just can't wait to get on that train to nowhere. In my case I'm like at work, so I've got duties. DOODIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;a href="http://m0r5k.tumblr.com/"&gt;Here are&lt;/a&gt; some of the works I found one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the song of this trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u_R9fId_Rqo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u_R9fId_Rqo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And A big Salute To all the people I've met all around the world. At parties, at seminars or workshops or the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a REALLY big UP for Keith from Massive Music. Yesterday I had the honor to visit they Beach Party with Karl and it turned out just great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THree words: Rose, Pizza and Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I'll find more time for you my blog, I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1aUo65bKFxE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1aUo65bKFxE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSPS! Today is Ogilvy Networking Party&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-4487710207891884395?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/4487710207891884395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/06/check-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/4487710207891884395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/4487710207891884395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/06/check-in.html' title='Check in.'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-4324595860388621626</id><published>2010-06-19T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T02:27:00.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/TByNUlzqCpI/AAAAAAAAARo/Id1QbjRMfr0/s1600/Photo+160.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/TByNUlzqCpI/AAAAAAAAARo/Id1QbjRMfr0/s320/Photo+160.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484413831116098194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 12:16 I'm at our apartment house in my room with Kair. All the travel exhaust is gone and oh yeah I guess we all are pretty much excited. At least Kair is bouncing off the walls and shit...:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to the beginning, I woke up at 5', Kairi helped me pack- wouldn't have done it myself...at least not before the morning and I would've probably missed the plane by then... Well at 6 I was at the airport, bon voyage to babygirl and then off to the que.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt sleepiness and wanted it to go away, but you still have those sniper spots in your eyes..? Shit, me too. When we boarded the plane I knew I had to take a quick nap. powPow and 3 hours of flight passed by like 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...now I'm here- Palmtrees and mountains, warm weather and now I'm off to see the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to keep my geezer updated!!!&lt;br /&gt;Peace yo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-4324595860388621626?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/4324595860388621626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/06/beginning.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/4324595860388621626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/4324595860388621626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/06/beginning.html' title='The beginning'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/TByNUlzqCpI/AAAAAAAAARo/Id1QbjRMfr0/s72-c/Photo+160.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-8410627633879135185</id><published>2010-06-16T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T06:42:36.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LionS: RäuR</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/TBjR9lmYR8I/AAAAAAAAARQ/4HckIujLfBw/s200/photo-1.jpeg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483363402318890946" /&gt;Zup Monsters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Some LB and thinking what a lucky bastard I am. A perfect job, two perfect bands, perfect friends and a life full of surprises. Hard work during these last weeks has really worn me out, but A SUDDEN attack of good news have made my flower worth of wetting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About my work, Like I already showed some Toyota videos, some more of FB shit and while I was rambling with ideas of vacation and shit, Me Padre ( The boss) "Pocked a Gun in my face" and told me and other 5 pranksters from our office Da' good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE HEADING TO CANNES- FRANCE. Advertising fest, so Wooop Woop, gonna see what these ad preps do for partying...oh yeah, I mean we're going there to see some ads and learn a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways Dudes and dudets- the rest of m0r5kland and music will be producing some good ol' and When I come back, we be filmin':P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reiu Fest in Pärnu was off the hook, I mean, noone ever imagined it like it was. HUGE. around 3000 people both days. BW and Mushy both ROCKED like WoW. People just weren't prepared for us like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I really don't know whats with this gangsta' Rap ghetto grammar, but its fun to write.&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/TBjTCuemwxI/AAAAAAAAARg/nWtGKNDCc3Q/s320/photo-2.jpeg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483364590113178386" /&gt; RIght?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like MR. F. Durst says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" You can take that ride through this life if you want, but you can't take the edge of the knife! No SIR!"&lt;br /&gt;....you'll learn it when you're through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. Life is good&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PSPS! Except the fucking piece of fuck Army part I had to go through. The medical department postponed me till 5th October, hopefully I can bullshit myself out of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-8410627633879135185?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/8410627633879135185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/06/lions-raur.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/8410627633879135185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/8410627633879135185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/06/lions-raur.html' title='LionS: RäuR'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/TBjR9lmYR8I/AAAAAAAAARQ/4HckIujLfBw/s72-c/photo-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-2021918405762036463</id><published>2010-06-08T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T05:56:07.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Stuff I Like</title><content type='html'>Ok. I've been thinking about making a new blog about things I like and DO, but I'll start off in my Mastermind first. See how I can pull it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway: I Bought this Über Awesome iPhone app called Angry Birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bNNzRyd1xz0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bNNzRyd1xz0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This game is just COOL. Cool graphics. Reallly good sound and FUN FUN FUN.&lt;br /&gt;It also cost only 0,79 €&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll post some really awesome Toyota videos, which we made this weekend...NEXT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE! Check Out these videos. Guess who is behind this work;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ho18Nf4-hf8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ho18Nf4-hf8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-2021918405762036463?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/2021918405762036463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/06/some-stuff-i-like.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/2021918405762036463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/2021918405762036463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/06/some-stuff-i-like.html' title='Some Stuff I Like'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-5822645152893587040</id><published>2010-05-31T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T09:08:31.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>home alone</title><content type='html'>And another weekend is over, this time it was a lot more diverse with different plans...plans that dured more than 24hours in a row. But all in all very enjoyable:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;briefly: &lt;br /&gt;the charity event for children: success&lt;br /&gt;Epordwerk Won the Jagermeister rock league&lt;br /&gt;some rest...yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the for detox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I read this article about Estonians being 134 of 141 countries in depress state or smth and I got myself thingin'. The article said, we are a money, wealth driven nation and I am feeling it too. I know I want a lot of money, I know I want to be successful and I know I can't have fun without being materially ensured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if this guy from I don't know where comes here and tells me that I should relax, enjoy my life without thinking of the money in life...I'd say go and sit under a tree here in Estonia and feel the power in you. You can't pick a freakin' banana off a tree here...all you can get is a freakin pinecone. You can't sleep under a tree, you'll freeze your freakin' ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough of that...how about those youngsters who dream and want to chase their dreams...yeah what about them, if there are no people, more or less 100 people all together, who want to believe in you then WHO will help you succeed in your dream catching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE big finale: yes thats why we young estonians try to succeed outside of this little dream country. MAybe we'll find some like minded people who'd love to follow along and try to be different or at least do what we please...(this rant was for some finnish journalist)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides my rant. Yeah, if this week is over, we're havin a huge photoshoot with BW. We've got some cool secret plans going down...and also a lot of rehearsing to do for Reiu Rock. Also waiting for BeachPArty and Rock NIghts. AND kind of miss Riga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But erm, if any of you goes sunbathing, leave me a comment or smth- I'm really jealous so I wanna know who is thinking about me, while enjoying the sun:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-5822645152893587040?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/5822645152893587040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/05/home-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/5822645152893587040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/5822645152893587040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/05/home-alone.html' title='home alone'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-7957038117474274154</id><published>2010-05-19T06:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T06:13:59.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summerish</title><content type='html'>I see that the last post agitated some youngsters from estland. OK I'm sorry for saying PEOPLE don't care...some do care. And I'm really happy for that, without ANY support we wouldn't be in business...so to say business. I wouldn't like to put anyone in a more vantage glow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really wanted to say today is that this summerie feeling gets me back to this blog. I remember last summer, when I Started writing, every new emotion had to be written down. For sometime in the winter I didn't have the time or I just didn't feel like it...Busy with work and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now its a whole different story. Oh Yeah. I'm going to Turkey next Weekend. GONNA BE NICE eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Peace guys, wherever you are, I feel you!&lt;br /&gt;PAY ATTENTION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-7957038117474274154?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/7957038117474274154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/05/summerish.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/7957038117474274154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/7957038117474274154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/05/summerish.html' title='Summerish'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-8033655419840916341</id><published>2010-05-17T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T06:08:50.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S_E-CZWh0mI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ZD1jp29c_Bk/s1600/IMG_0848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S_E-CZWh0mI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ZD1jp29c_Bk/s200/IMG_0848.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472223233117901410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booohhhooooooh!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAve you ever had the feeling that you just had such a great time for some days in a row, that coming back to your routine life is like waking up from a dream...still wanting to back to that special world...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its exactly what I felt this morning. Last week I had crazytime at work, doing the Social Media plans for Lithuania and helping my teammate, but all the time I was preparing for the weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S_E-TMyZufI/AAAAAAAAAQg/zNg5HqjDITw/s1600/IMG_0851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S_E-TMyZufI/AAAAAAAAAQg/zNg5HqjDITw/s200/IMG_0851.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472223521802926578" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt; On thursday we had a gig at Youth Band 2010 Finals' after party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We don't have many gigs in Estonia, so we prepared thoroughly to impress our friends and fans with or energy and new songs. We stepped on the stage around half past one in the night, had 30minute gig. We tried these new songs, which were ment to be as the pilot tryout for Monster Park gig. They were just great. Anyway the party was till 4 in the morning...WhatJoy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S_E-TcFK4WI/AAAAAAAAAQo/b31t9Dj7glM/s1600/IMG_0852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S_E-TcFK4WI/AAAAAAAAAQo/b31t9Dj7glM/s200/IMG_0852.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472223525908177250" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day was full of things and mental preparation for Saturday. We did our routine roadie-ism...haha this time I took Kay to our new rehearsal room and I was surprised of how good roadie she could be. MWhahaa- some whacko dream of mine I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways we enjoyed the rest of this freakin hot summer day/evening and 7 in the morning I was supposed to pick up our band and roadies. It was preeeeetttyyy hard to get up, but hell yeah It also was exciting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A classic scenario here: JOOOSEP IS GONE, WHAT DO WE DO. Ok fuck him, we're going and then on the last minute he calls, Hey guys, where are you...DUH. I don't wanna stop for long here...or the post will be toooo long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S_E-4skzo5I/AAAAAAAAARI/7HXCsIGyMug/s1600/MonsterLeg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S_E-4skzo5I/AAAAAAAAARI/7HXCsIGyMug/s200/MonsterLeg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472224165990998930" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now the Monster Games hangar was mega huge. There was this awesome Skatepark built and in the far end there was our HUGE stage. Man How I felt good at that moment. As we and the other car was late...we only had 10 minutes to do soundcheck...Then we went to our hotel to have an interview with Latvian Music Channel, it was at least 1,5 hours long:S...We met martins and that girl there- nice people...And you know what...in a random BAR in Riga oldtown, there were these guys who were amazed and said: OH SHIT, YOUR FROM BW, WE'RE GOING TO YOUR SHOW, JUST TO SEE YOU...and that was just amazing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met my other friends in Riga and Felt just awesome to have these cool people to see. I felt like Leonardo DiCaprio in Titanic:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After hours in oldtown we had to rush back to the Skatepark, cause we had to start with our show within an hours...SO EXCITED, I'm getting these butterflies in my belly again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QpLlnHHaV1U&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QpLlnHHaV1U&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here we are! AMAZING. JUST AMAZING! LOVE YOU RIGA! And there are Estonian flags in the front row! When will Estonians appreciate our music and Bedwetters like this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S_E-4vz3L6I/AAAAAAAAARA/F-HOkLNCM7E/s1600/Monster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S_E-4vz3L6I/AAAAAAAAARA/F-HOkLNCM7E/s200/Monster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472224166859452322" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 126px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a bit sad that I was too tired of the week to party there, but whatthehell, I'll be back in Riga soon enough. I came home the same night, slept for some LONG HOURS and woke up totally upside down in my with a BAD toothache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S_E-UH--69I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/_vm2iMRd5Wc/s1600/IMG_0855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S_E-UH--69I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/_vm2iMRd5Wc/s200/IMG_0855.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472223537693387730" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the crew was back in Pärnu, we had a grill after party at Mihkel's parents house and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S_E-UH--69I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/_vm2iMRd5Wc/s1600/IMG_0855.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt; enjoyed the sun. Later on I was in Sauna with my other friends and went swimming in the river...FREAKIN awesome:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I gotta finish or this post will be toooooooooo long and noone wouldn't read it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lielakeda.lv/?album=Monster&amp;amp;kpap=2"&gt;Link to some BADASS pictures Taken at our LIVE In Riga, Monster Games 2010&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace My friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-8033655419840916341?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/8033655419840916341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/05/back-in-reality.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/8033655419840916341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/8033655419840916341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/05/back-in-reality.html' title='Back in Reality'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S_E-CZWh0mI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ZD1jp29c_Bk/s72-c/IMG_0848.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-2725793852421266242</id><published>2010-05-11T14:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T14:32:51.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MONSTER GAMES HERE WE COME</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mo04R-fzjqg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mo04R-fzjqg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy and Share!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-2725793852421266242?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/2725793852421266242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/05/monster-games-here-we-come.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/2725793852421266242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/2725793852421266242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/05/monster-games-here-we-come.html' title='MONSTER GAMES HERE WE COME'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-1718935887590558215</id><published>2010-05-07T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T09:31:18.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Ol' Friday</title><content type='html'>Today is the best day of the whole week. Can you believe it, I've been waiting for this special day for a few days now and finally its here. Hurrey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet everyone is going nuts buying alcohol right now- its the CELEBRATION day. But not me, I feel eccentric today. Not that I'm depressed or anything, just that I feel pretty good having no rush to anywhere, no party no nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was something around five, and I was still sitting at work, havin thoughts run through my mind and I didn't feel the tickle in my stomach tryin' to pull me into this Alcohol driven party world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE A DEEP BREATH IN and out. I just gotta wait when my main man you know who is arriving at home waiting for my quick visit to blaze the world...heheee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway tomorrow we have the photoshoot for BW t-shirt collection and before that we (mushy) are starring in an estonian tv series: dormrats or smth. Its gonna be a busy day- after all of this its BW big rehearsal in the night, where I've planned some filming for our FACEBOOK rats:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S-RAEj_LLGI/AAAAAAAAAQI/7jfhP5uls-0/s1600/photo-2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S-RAEj_LLGI/AAAAAAAAAQI/7jfhP5uls-0/s200/photo-2.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468566294658493538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OH. I just realized I'm freakin excited about next week: we've got a gig in Tallinn, Korter on the 13th and 15th is the big Show at monster park in Riga. MAAAN I sure wanna rock those latvians already:D Its gonna be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that emotion I'mma leave this MAC on the table, play some goood old country on my acoustic and wait for the epic phhonecall. YOu know man! And Checkit: I colored my new TAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immaa Sccram now.&lt;br /&gt;m0r5k&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-1718935887590558215?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/1718935887590558215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/05/good-ol-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/1718935887590558215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/1718935887590558215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/05/good-ol-friday.html' title='Good Ol&apos; Friday'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S-RAEj_LLGI/AAAAAAAAAQI/7jfhP5uls-0/s72-c/photo-2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-7642396020532391976</id><published>2010-05-06T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T06:32:05.671-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedwetters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sky eats airplane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='riga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='t-shirts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monster games 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='promo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shirts'/><title type='text'>T-Shirts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey Wazzup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listening to the new song from Sky eats airplane - Sound of Symmetry. This song is just off the freakin' hook. Anyways On Saturday we're having a photoshoot for our new T-Shirts and I guess we've got some braingstorming to do for the other shirts in our collection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S-LD7yMsMVI/AAAAAAAAAQA/gS40D99ODac/s1600/photo.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S-LD7yMsMVI/AAAAAAAAAQA/gS40D99ODac/s200/photo.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468148329435902290" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S-LD7a8UzaI/AAAAAAAAAP4/QJUNQNgmqes/s1600/photo-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S-LD7a8UzaI/AAAAAAAAAP4/QJUNQNgmqes/s200/photo-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468148323193245090" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These shirts are way better than the first ones, Even I'd wear it:P That means GOOD. I'll try to remember to bring the camera to make some nice videos for our FB crowd. Monster games is just in a week, so gotta make some promotion. Anyone of you guys reading...do the same;) PROMO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By for now and here's the nice song for you;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gJoTXBUoVDg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gJoTXBUoVDg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-7642396020532391976?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/7642396020532391976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/05/t-shirts.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/7642396020532391976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/7642396020532391976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/05/t-shirts.html' title='T-Shirts'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S-LD7yMsMVI/AAAAAAAAAQA/gS40D99ODac/s72-c/photo.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-1708923230894704464</id><published>2010-04-28T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T06:06:43.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our special room and weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's one big secret going to be revealed soon. We, bedwetters, moved to another location with our rehearsal room. All the bills got over our head as we are broke and shit. Hopefully I'm enthusiastic about making a welcome video for our fans showing what the new place looks like and shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was kind of sad to move and stuff, but all in all- money makes the rules and as we don't have it we have to follow the rules in this gay lame-o world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But at this moment what matters the most: its warm outside and every glaze at the sun I dream of swimming or Pärnu:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND having the chance to touch the iPad made my day today:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S9gyl5lqg2I/AAAAAAAAAPw/x7DmNZA-Oas/s1600/92479994-d68380a8a9ca2445825a5755bd836fce.4bd7ff3f-scaled.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S9gyl5lqg2I/AAAAAAAAAPw/x7DmNZA-Oas/s200/92479994-d68380a8a9ca2445825a5755bd836fce.4bd7ff3f-scaled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465173774509441890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 196px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-1708923230894704464?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/1708923230894704464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-special-room-and-weather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/1708923230894704464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/1708923230894704464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-special-room-and-weather.html' title='Our special room and weather'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S9gyl5lqg2I/AAAAAAAAAPw/x7DmNZA-Oas/s72-c/92479994-d68380a8a9ca2445825a5755bd836fce.4bd7ff3f-scaled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-8670806616883486474</id><published>2010-04-23T01:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T01:31:55.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At Metallica</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A big thanks to All of you who had the time to share my voting link with Rock beer to get me the free ticket. Unfortunately I didn't score the MeetandGreet, but nevertheless it was fucking awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S9FZiRiU3qI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ici7-Z78eeU/s1600/26922_1305229949020_1178642186_30752214_3446161_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S9FZiRiU3qI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ici7-Z78eeU/s200/26922_1305229949020_1178642186_30752214_3446161_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463246268334923426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Being in the front row just one and a half meters apart from James Hetfield and the rest of the gang was COOOL. You know I've been a huge fan since their Reload album was released, I was like 12 or smth back then. To be honest, they were the reason why I started playin' guitar and dreaming about being  in a band and being a rockstar:P.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A friend from school even sawed out a gibson explorer wooden guitar type of thingthingie...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Otherwise work and the damn dogs shit everywhere. Thank god my parents returned back home from their vacation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peaceyo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rauno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-8670806616883486474?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/8670806616883486474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/04/at-metallica.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/8670806616883486474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/8670806616883486474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/04/at-metallica.html' title='At Metallica'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S9FZiRiU3qI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ici7-Z78eeU/s72-c/26922_1305229949020_1178642186_30752214_3446161_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-6302988330817361474</id><published>2010-04-11T11:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T12:09:46.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Editing some videos</title><content type='html'>Check out these two new videos I edited and uploaded today&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mihkel working his drumtechnics at the rehearsalroom:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cCz1xRmoHhs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cCz1xRmoHhs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Mushy is completing the first BOMB EP:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aUQicbhwUIY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aUQicbhwUIY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you had fun with these. It seems that making videos is getting easy for me...I'll try to capture, edit and upload more of this stuff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About my personal life...Spring is getting warmer and more beer is filling my belly:D But this also means gigs are coming up. Next stop Riga Monster games 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeya dudes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-6302988330817361474?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/6302988330817361474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/04/editing-some-videos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/6302988330817361474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/6302988330817361474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/04/editing-some-videos.html' title='Editing some videos'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-6685090813158044200</id><published>2010-04-01T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T08:10:26.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Since last time</title><content type='html'>Since time flies by in an amazing pace, I just keep postponing my next blog post. BUT I've got some reasons...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I moved to a bigger better and more awesome penthouse:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I was sick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I used my friends and fans to help me get the METALLICA CONCERT TICKET WHICH I DID WOOHOOOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, but seriously. As you know, work has been taking all of my time...If you insist, I must tell you what my day timetable looks like(in an english accent). 8.00 its time to wake up, snooze 3 times every 5 minutes. Take a shower. 8:30 breakfast, usually its kelloggs. 9.00 I log on to my computer at the office. BRAINwork till 17:30. Then I eat and to the rehearsal room. Then its 20-22 and then I've got 30minutes to walk home and then I've got 1.30 hours time to chillaxe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time table sucks, as you probably figured out. SO my proposal for the better feeling- SUMMER and it really is warm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm continuing the last draft I saved..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keeping my parents two dogs, and the headache their causing...ÖAaaaah! Freakin' pranksters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally its friday again. I'm thinking of stayin' in bed and not leaving the house for 2,5 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-6685090813158044200?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/6685090813158044200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/04/since-last-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/6685090813158044200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/6685090813158044200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/04/since-last-time.html' title='Since last time'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-877729183153435552</id><published>2010-03-07T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T11:16:51.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FANS!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm a bit hungover and shaking of the ultimate excitement Modern Warfare 2 has given me, but thats not my topic today.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its this video: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=9943412&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=9943412&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/9943412"&gt;Bedwetters&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user3278709"&gt;Luzia Flotzinger&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;I'm just unbelievably surprised, amazed and excited because of our fans. This video brought my inspiration to another level. These girls and the Mexican guy are just freakin' awesome, I don't have words, I almost spilled a tear seeing this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CAn't wait to get the new album ready to make our people go crazy AND can't wait to get to all of these fans that want to see us, but we aren't able to get to. DAMN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got think now. Enjoy the whole movie! Its awesome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UNBELIEVABLE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-877729183153435552?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/877729183153435552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/03/fans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/877729183153435552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/877729183153435552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/03/fans.html' title='FANS!!!'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-125564817568700111</id><published>2010-03-02T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T10:25:12.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLY SHIT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S41THOLW-kI/AAAAAAAAANo/BcdxDev56IY/s1600-h/IMG_0668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S41THOLW-kI/AAAAAAAAANo/BcdxDev56IY/s200/IMG_0668.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444098908090726978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just realized that my last post was like a month ago. WOW&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I guess today was a welcome to the real fucked up world day. Has been a long time since things felt so fucked up as today and there is no comfort in anything (besides my loved one).  But I'm not here to yap about emoism and selfdestructive patterns in my life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The case is rather to catch up with you guys. You know FEB had a few nice gigs with mushy: one in Tallinn and one in Viljandi (btw, both are in Estonia). The coolest thing was, that although we don't practice at all, LIKE AT ALL, we still own the stage and the crowd. We're working on our upcoming EP, but as time has shown us, we're really hardly working:D. But at last we've aknowledged it to ourselves that we're taking things easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S41UCLG0JpI/AAAAAAAAANw/hNf7SYBhmE8/s200/IMG_0670.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444099920878642834" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Viljandi had lots to offer us: cool bands, friends, new people and Mart. Yep you heard me Mart- he is the mustache guy on this picture with Silver. He is something like the main organizer of cool youth events in that city. At least thats how I know him. This time we stood around as the show for us started around 2 in the night. After the show our main man got us SHITLOADS of drinks and we carried on to his place. Damn it was nice, I even let myself loose...don't do it very often these days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coming back to the banding business: With Bedwetters we're really working hard right now. Everyday, except today cause i feel like shit, we meet at seven at our rehearsal room and give the most of us to finish up the work for our upcoming demo session. Its already in two weeks and we've still got half the way to go. Another thing we can't wait for is the gig at Kerkkoo Helsinki, we've played in Finland a few times and it always rocks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now I'm enjoyin' my headache and trying not to watch TV, GODDAMN how I hate that machine. SORRY, except Cartoon Network, thats the channel that has cracked me up since I was like 5 or smth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll show you guys my project that I've worked on for a few months now:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/1263945516935"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/1263945516935" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice eh?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has taken quite a lot of my energy, but thank God to my bands and good friends to bring me away from this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll post something more awarding next time. I just needed to load this shit off...not on you, on my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tSfY8AQWb88"&gt;PS...PS...This is Joosep's way awesome video i Starred in:P &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: Did I say I'm a fat lazy bastard? NOp? Yep, I'm not.:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-125564817568700111?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/125564817568700111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/03/holy-shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/125564817568700111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/125564817568700111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/03/holy-shit.html' title='HOLY SHIT'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S41THOLW-kI/AAAAAAAAANo/BcdxDev56IY/s72-c/IMG_0668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-6093641042394385840</id><published>2010-01-31T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T11:14:26.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sunday Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S2XU2_v8IFI/AAAAAAAAANY/0kZeezDlThI/s1600-h/limonaad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 107px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S2XU2_v8IFI/AAAAAAAAANY/0kZeezDlThI/s200/limonaad.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432982566782902354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know, that Sunday should be the most relaxing day of the whole week?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I did...OK! FINE! I made it up. But come to think of it, when I was a little boy, it used to be the day for my family to sit back, relax, watch tv, enjoy good food, go to sauna and drink ice cold Lemonade( Limonaad, which now is A. Le Coq). I wonder if there is any other lemonade with the same taste, seriously doubt in that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now I'm the boss of my own life- finally... Don't see my parents nor sister very often, which is a bit disturbing. But then again, when it happens, its nice. Remind me to visit my parents more often.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm waiting for mihkel to arrive in Tallinn, so we can meet the whole band in our rehearsal room. Finally I've got the chance to take the CD for autographing- I promised Gabriela Soledad...(a long name) about two months ago, that I'll send her the promised prize( being the 666th fan in our Facebook) of CD,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S2XUX-DjadI/AAAAAAAAANQ/_bvuxmgEsKk/s1600-h/Photo+155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S2XUX-DjadI/AAAAAAAAANQ/_bvuxmgEsKk/s200/Photo+155.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432982033752353234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; poster of somesort and a T shirt. I guess I'll finally be doing it tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;About the meeting, we've got much things to discuss regarding the few next weeks and plans for the rest of the year. Our "vacation" should be over now and we should be shooting stars again:D.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In brief about my Sunday- slept a lot, recorded guitar tracks for one of mushy's EP songs and took some time to relax. No lemonade or sauna though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Waiting for the next week, much to do at work, much to do with both of the bands and as a treat: theres a gig with mushy at tapper on friday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See ya guys, I'll be posting more often now, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/guitarass"&gt;even youtube stuff on my Channel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bye Bye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-6093641042394385840?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/6093641042394385840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/01/sunday-sunday-sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/6093641042394385840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/6093641042394385840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/01/sunday-sunday-sunday.html' title='Sunday Sunday Sunday'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S2XU2_v8IFI/AAAAAAAAANY/0kZeezDlThI/s72-c/limonaad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-213601730886837060</id><published>2010-01-28T01:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T02:02:34.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, and what about that snoozing in the morning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://208.106.181.133/_media/imgs/articles/a356_s1.jpg"&gt;http://208.106.181.133/_media/imgs/articles/a356_s1.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://208.106.181.133/_media/imgs/articles/a356_s1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I already mentioned the thing on my facebook, but its still stuck in my head. Every freakin morning I wake up...oh wait, every night I set my alarm clock on my iphone to alarm at ....time. Every freakin' morning when the alarm sets off, I'm like...FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!! The fuuuck!?!?!....duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, finally passed all these years I'm thinking why the hell is it so hard to wake up? Has anyone got any ideas how to improve my waking-up-skills?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the norm is to snooze at least 3 times, and in some cases even 5. Saturday or Sunday, depends which day is the partyday, I can even snooze the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a thought here, hope I'm not the only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I found this, something to think about:&lt;br /&gt;"... a big part of insomnia is often anxiety about not sleeping. In other words it becomes this self fulfilling cycle where we're not sleeping because we're worried about not sleeping. That can be a big problem that gets in the way of sleep. So we'll learn how to release that anxiety and relax about the whole thing especially when we get to part three which are techniques on how to go to sleep. In other words super simple snoozing strategies."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thagahs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeya Jerks:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-213601730886837060?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/213601730886837060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/01/yeah-and-what-about-that-snoozing-in.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/213601730886837060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/213601730886837060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/01/yeah-and-what-about-that-snoozing-in.html' title='Yeah, and what about that snoozing in the morning...'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-7141650806285685110</id><published>2010-01-26T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T12:09:48.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Its been awhile"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hey Ya folks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So here I am seeing all you guys wanting me to blog some. Since the Title is "its been awhile" I thought it would be nice to add an old favorite song of mine:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wVC1iBVnKJk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="853" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So here we go. The new year has been really good. Though I haven't been doing much till now. The new year was awesome. Had drinks with my good friends and girl Kay. I had a performance at Club hollywood, a solo project with my Mac. The next days were after hangovers and just chillin' and the rest of two weeks were exciting waiting days for my Snowboarding trip with my homies. I guess I'll be writing about those mostly now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The trip started from Pärnu with Me and Kay packing all our stuff and headin back to Tallinn. Picked up the girls and met the rest of the crew to buy the last things: liquor, food, necessities..and off to the boat it was. On the boat I saw Claire a so to say fan of mine:P, it was nice to see her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Well and then drinking started, which wasn't a big thing me, as I had to be the driver for at &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S19IKGP9UfI/AAAAAAAAALw/FfRFsMTfxcM/s1600-h/19762_1199570114494_1385786331_30499067_5668610_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S19IKGP9UfI/AAAAAAAAALw/FfRFsMTfxcM/s320/19762_1199570114494_1385786331_30499067_5668610_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431139013945545202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;least 700km next day. JEESH was that boring. But at least I had the CD with some good electronic music. I'm tellin' you don't a trip doesn't start until you've reached the favored destination...this time it was Äre, Sweden (don't have the right letter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So at 21 we arrived at the mountains. We were the second to reach the destination and THEN FINALLY i Felt the relaxation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Popped the corks on the bottles and oh man How good it felt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My mind was set for the best snowboarding trip on a huge mega mountain ever...well it wasn't that big though, but still. Knowing that I had 6 days snowboarding ahead of me...damn How many times I have to tell that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had two houses of friends there and huge plans to conquer the whole resort..huuuuh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The first three days were action packed with offpiste, forests, ice drops, bigairs ( well I was kind of wuss to manage any 3 60s, but cmon I didn't wear any protection). YOU KNOW WHAT, I can't even right about 'em I'll just put some pictures here...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S19JL0yzYUI/AAAAAAAAAL4/_ntLzHpMM8g/s1600-h/19762_1199569234472_1385786331_30499048_2127998_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S19JL0yzYUI/AAAAAAAAAL4/_ntLzHpMM8g/s320/19762_1199569234472_1385786331_30499048_2127998_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431140143131222338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S19Jpl-HefI/AAAAAAAAAMg/xjFsisWL5hw/s1600-h/22479_272936444848_726274848_3570636_4598219_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S19Jpl-HefI/AAAAAAAAAMg/xjFsisWL5hw/s320/22479_272936444848_726274848_3570636_4598219_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431140654548220402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S19JpYd9EgI/AAAAAAAAAMY/xnPCnlPAcl0/s1600-h/22479_272936449848_726274848_3570637_1982809_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S19JpYd9EgI/AAAAAAAAAMY/xnPCnlPAcl0/s320/22479_272936449848_726274848_3570637_1982809_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431140650923659778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S19JpCv7QHI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/3OVXCQqM5hk/s1600-h/22479_272936474848_726274848_3570640_879533_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S19JpCv7QHI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/3OVXCQqM5hk/s320/22479_272936474848_726274848_3570640_879533_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431140645093458034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S19Jo0y7W8I/AAAAAAAAAMI/BVL02LorHXU/s1600-h/22479_272936409848_726274848_3570633_4160919_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S19Jo0y7W8I/AAAAAAAAAMI/BVL02LorHXU/s320/22479_272936409848_726274848_3570633_4160919_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431140641347951554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S19Jo3pmf5I/AAAAAAAAAMA/WOWC4z8wylU/s1600-h/22479_272936374848_726274848_3570630_6232350_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S19Jo3pmf5I/AAAAAAAAAMA/WOWC4z8wylU/s320/22479_272936374848_726274848_3570630_6232350_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431140642114142098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well these are just some of the pictures...and some more&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S19KuqsyDxI/AAAAAAAAAM4/g89el9Bsrco/s1600-h/19762_1201005070367_1385786331_30501405_1137384_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 107px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S19KuqsyDxI/AAAAAAAAAM4/g89el9Bsrco/s320/19762_1201005070367_1385786331_30501405_1137384_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431141841228664594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S19Kub9xDSI/AAAAAAAAAMw/DCdVcTbjPh0/s1600-h/19762_1201009990490_1385786331_30501417_6941089_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S19Kub9xDSI/AAAAAAAAAMw/DCdVcTbjPh0/s320/19762_1201009990490_1385786331_30501417_6941089_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431141837273369890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S19Kt8cLr6I/AAAAAAAAAMo/vFu4PqZfVos/s1600-h/19762_1201010110493_1385786331_30501420_5398765_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S19Kt8cLr6I/AAAAAAAAAMo/vFu4PqZfVos/s320/19762_1201010110493_1385786331_30501420_5398765_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431141828811009954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So there I was, enjoying the time of my life for a week with my friends. On the third day We realized that: OH SHIT, ITS ALL GONNA END in a few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND IT DID.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now i'm working and thinking of our band stuff. With one day I got quite a lot good news(today) BW tour, Mushy gigs and a management proposal... And the recording with both bands.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Darn...my battery is low...erm. I'll be back soon. I promise! With studio sessions, cool videos and nice songs. Gotta watch family guy with mario now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last song for you guys to enjoy:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JqGXrDkMZH4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JqGXrDkMZH4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first song on my cd. &lt;br /&gt;Now you guys know I love you, And you BLOG. You know I love you, but I still promise, I'll write something this weekend. Or maybe try to record a song for you to learn or at least see how i play it.&lt;br /&gt;Add me on facebook...&lt;br /&gt;darn I'm a bit ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;doo doo doodoo dood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-7141650806285685110?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/7141650806285685110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-been-awhile.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/7141650806285685110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/7141650806285685110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-been-awhile.html' title='&quot;Its been awhile&quot;'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/S19IKGP9UfI/AAAAAAAAALw/FfRFsMTfxcM/s72-c/19762_1199570114494_1385786331_30499067_5668610_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-3972760108396145449</id><published>2010-01-07T00:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T01:11:56.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW YEAR</title><content type='html'>Hey guys.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a long time since the last post. A lot has been going on and still is...:D but I'm sincerely sorry for forgetting you guys and most of all, I feel bad for myself. Blogging has always helped to sort things out for myself, but recently...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all Big Hurrey to Latvia and all the latvian fans: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to them we are on SWH radio(ps! check for part one also, we play "source of..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3_oqH9Wqn1g&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3_oqH9Wqn1g&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; we had a cool interview on the radio, we were on Sems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I produced this amazing movie about this funny creature&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mz57NZQhrik&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mz57NZQhrik&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok enough of videos...not quite Let me see if I can find a video about our concert in Riga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P5KSMOCG1PY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P5KSMOCG1PY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Part 2:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yeieP180N5E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yeieP180N5E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess what! AMAZING. I LOVE OUR CONCERTS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides being in love and stuff. We're facing somewhat difficulties internally. Everyone's performing with different projects and I guess trying to reload the battaries for someshit to break loose before summer. Problems, problems- are meant to be solved. right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now I'm gonna enjoy this beautyful winter- go snowboarding next week/sweden. And zagarkalns. And shit and stuff. I'll be hear no more often so;) you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;m0r5k&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. we're recording demos for the next:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-3972760108396145449?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/3972760108396145449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/3972760108396145449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/3972760108396145449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html' title='NEW YEAR'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-4891562449179774175</id><published>2009-11-26T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T06:18:21.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Sw6NUDPdCII/AAAAAAAAAKo/bj8zU43h1l0/s1600/Seagripp.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Sw6IJHt3U7I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/C0MUa2TVSsA/s1600/11059_171307479721_786339721_2606175_251276_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Sw6IJHt3U7I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/C0MUa2TVSsA/s320/11059_171307479721_786339721_2606175_251276_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408409892790162354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heyyyayaaah!!! "The party don't start till I walk in!"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, thats a phrase from Kesha - tic toc, don't ask why, but I really like that song. Its reallly catchy. And! She is sexy:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, Last weekend we had a pretty hardcore gig with Still Haunts Me and One Morning Left from Finland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was nice to "meet" the foreign guys, but they're not the most sociable party animals from all the bands I've met. I heard there were some emotional/belief issues... to be exact, of which I don't give a hot damn cum about...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Sw6KbY1mJSI/AAAAAAAAAKY/tWzgtdIZ0Zs/s320/IMG_0341.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408412405646894370" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ill us -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Backstage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I fell asleep for a few minutes just before the gig, but after that I was POUNDING LIKE a hurricane and the party lasted till 8 in the morning... and a bit the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KEEP ROLLIN ROLLIN ROLLIN you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now we've got loads of stuff planned...I tell you only a bit;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Sw6LB0SKdYI/AAAAAAAAAKg/3vmP48KknAk/s1600/12dec.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Sw6LB0SKdYI/AAAAAAAAAKg/3vmP48KknAk/s320/12dec.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408413065849501058" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the poster for our gig in Riga on 12th Dec. Its gonna be huge. We've got some nice interludes for you guys and cool stuff to dance to;), even a new intro song:P.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO GET YOUR TITTIES READY TO BOUNCE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah I like girls, but it would be nice to see some guys for a change. Not that there aren't any at all, it seems that more and more guys are willing to take a little step out of their little grey box and show a middle finger to all the haters who'd say- NAH BW IS FOR PUSSiES.... i think!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUCK YOU HATERS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND i'm feeling pretty excited...My bday is coming up, my freshman months at work are gonna end, see if I'll get fired or not. AND...I hope I'm not fallin' ill, got these weird sypmtoms...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAIL PIGGLET&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Sw6NUDPdCII/AAAAAAAAAKo/bj8zU43h1l0/s320/Seagripp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408415578125568130" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They should throw rocks:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AIght my loved ones! Share my blog, visit our Facebook...And oh yeah Our first winner gets a free tshirt and an album with all the autographs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah, don't worry &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Gabriela Soledad Diaz Cerda already won. We're putting the post together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ONE MORE THING: there is this competition for the hit of the year in Estonia. VOTE FOR our songs SPECIALLY: Bedwetters - Long Some Distance on this site : &lt;a href="http://r2.err.ee/aastahitt/"&gt;http://r2.err.ee/aastahitt/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And maybe we'll get another award:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANK YOU GUYS. I love my life, hope you do also!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;m0r5k&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xox0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-4891562449179774175?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/4891562449179774175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/11/heyyyayaaah-party-dont-start-till-i.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/4891562449179774175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/4891562449179774175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/11/heyyyayaaah-party-dont-start-till-i.html' title=''/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Sw6IJHt3U7I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/C0MUa2TVSsA/s72-c/11059_171307479721_786339721_2606175_251276_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-5333950917570797370</id><published>2009-11-16T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T06:44:45.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>During these days.</title><content type='html'>The swine flu epidemic has expanded. Its in estonia too. Noones dead yet and I don't think there will be any deaths...all the estonians are kind of used to all these flu's. And so am I. Last time I was ill when we had a gig in Sweden- stage dive day out. Now I feel NOT SO good again and funny thing is, we have a gig on friday.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're marking the calender for remembering when will this year end. AT WORK THAT IS...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah man I'm dizzeeeeee. Working and being like an adult "should" be is alright and stuff, but you know what...I kind of miss daylight. I mean, its not the same when you get it from the window and all. I see it in the morning and erm in the weekend...thats it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another nice thing is that I've got my vacation planned:P- isn't that awesome. Snowboarding in Are, sweden. AH, I keep seeing these nice dream where i throw off every edge I see, with a 3 60 or some grab. ÕAAAH. CAN'T WAIT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm finishing my work for today, Hope I won't fall really ill...we've got quite many preparations for our gig, new stuff to present and some jam sessions to start off. YEAH, actually can't wait to get my ass to the rehearsal room, its been awhile...since finland...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUCK I SURE HOPE MY AMP IS OK! I SPilled some drinks on my head during the gig....FEKH...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, see ya around:P Keep posting those stories on our FB discussion. Its so inspiring to read the stories...REALLY AWESOME!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;m0r5k&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. I just hate when the lack of freetime messes up your special time with your closest people, loved ones, and family. whäää.:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;psps. and my blogging kind of suffers by this..timelessnessnessess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-5333950917570797370?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/5333950917570797370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/11/during.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/5333950917570797370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/5333950917570797370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/11/during.html' title='During these days.'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-6870604755961361715</id><published>2009-11-11T03:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T03:39:45.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helsinki</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Svqf-ggIT4I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Q0-rhHPG6jU/s1600-h/IMG_0303.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SvqccoouoYI/AAAAAAAAAJg/UZxTL9SSaeg/s1600-h/IMG_0294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SvqccoouoYI/AAAAAAAAAJg/UZxTL9SSaeg/s320/IMG_0294.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402802718742847874" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;NoW its time to write again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much has happened lately, but I've just thought of blogging...I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;just wasn't ready&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday morning we had that Tv show gig you've probably seen on FAcebook and for the amazement for us all, suddenly there was snow all over Estonia. Well, I would've loved to take&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; my snowboard to the egghill somewhere...but work first&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; fun later. I'm planning to earn some money and then visit Are in sweden around january or smth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway this picture was taken after I got home after work. SUDDENLY it was like winter. Fresh snowy air mmm, I just love winter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I went home, chilled out and shit, rehearsal and movies, night out...actually I was quite tired so around 2 I was wasted enough to take my ass back home and prepare for the next day. WASTEEED(A).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SvqdSmgGiCI/AAAAAAAAAJo/NIQT0OVv5pM/s320/IMG_0295.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402803645882730530" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next morning me and Mihkel had to rush to rent a car for our equipment. Both were PRETTTYYY tired you if know what I mean, but nevertheless, who else could do it, besides us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a funny picture, the waterworks of the rental house had broke down, so I was checking these guys and a huge digging machine doing there work. I was like: UMMMM, thank god fuck,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I have some education not to digg...NOt that I'm dissing the workers, noway, just that I wouldn't imagine my ass being in that cold water:S:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we took off to our rehearalroom, packed our shit and took off to get on the boat. OH YEAH, Me and CarC(karla) bought a bottle good-old Nipernaadi rasperry vodka, to keep ourselves warm:P (Bytheway Nipernaadi vodka is designed by the agency I work in:P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the boat We had our regular talks, played some iphone games, checked out this mature couple cuddling and well...not so much fun, not even excited about the gig. BUT! As a huge perfume fan, I found this special aroma I found(D&amp;amp;G)...Good shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SvqeheIDOzI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Lf37uncDkDw/s320/IMG_0299.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402805000844032818" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is HELSINKI...Oh wait, this is the bar next to Tavastia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why I made this photo is just the little reason my good friends sanderssrsrsrs last name is ILVES. FUnny EH?:D Dunno if it is for you. I guess its more for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway the place was nice. Upstairs there was a huge REggae party- which means happy times for us, and down stairs was our little venue called semifinal. As a sidemark: foo fighters, him, and shitloads of good bands have performed there, so we were pretty stoked:P.L E G E N D A R Y place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had sounchech, lunch, drinks and started waiting for the people. At first there were only us, a few of our new friends and Spyro. We were pretty scared to perform to an empty venue, but just like 10 minutes before our performance a lot of people showed up. SO THE SHOW WAS a fucking awesome rumble. We did our shit, people seemed to enjoy it...fins are supposably really reserved at concerts. Tony supposed its from seeing all those stars almost every week...dunno, but we managed to impress people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Svqf-ggIT4I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Q0-rhHPG6jU/s1600-h/IMG_0303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Svqf-ggIT4I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Q0-rhHPG6jU/s320/IMG_0303.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402806599209734018" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We met the vocalist for clarkkent- nice guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spyro pulled off a nice joke: When I got outside just for like 10 minutes...managing things, when I got back, the stage was filled with people. I was like THE FUUUUCK:D. I immedialty follow up to the stage and rocked infront. It was a major feeling to see all the people rocking on the stage...and being infront for a change was also pretty cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had numorous drinks after the show, met two cool fans from Netherlands.GREETINGS!!!. For being kewl, they even got free Albums in advance;) so they'd start promoting us somehow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to some pub afterwards (around 4 in the morning i guess) and an unbelievable question was asked: Is Dolce And Gabbana your sponsor:D I WAS LIKE HAhahaha. SHIT MAN. SO I explained. DC 4 LIFE Y'ALL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SvqhOJlKjoI/AAAAAAAAAKA/LyRZqiRcOpo/s320/IMG_0307.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402807967446371970" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. Around five or smth. We ventured across all helsinki:basically from tavastia to Olympic hall or whatever its called...It took us like an hour or two to find our hostel. No money for a cab, only a map and some...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT we had a lot of funny chasing all these rabbits. DID you know that there are 2 rabbits after exactly every 10 meters you walk? ITS TRUE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And did you know, that hills in the middle of helsinki aren't that small to conquer:D I think you get my drift. WE HAD SHITLOADS OF FUN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next morning was the usual: tech pickup, mcdonalds, boat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I told ILves yesterday: the trip and the people you meet on the road are more valuable than the gig itself. For us atleast, the energy on stage is another world, its AMAZING, but how often could I write about it, its something you guys should report.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, so JOIN our facebook and get a free tshirt and our album;) IF you're the 666th joiner. Tell your friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now we're waiting to perform on the 20th in Tallinn and then waiting to get back on the road(out of est.).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till then BYYYYEEEEEEEEE and listen to our shit:P.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I left out some details, the post would've been like 2 meters long.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOVE YOU GUYS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see you soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-6870604755961361715?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/6870604755961361715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/11/helsinki.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/6870604755961361715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/6870604755961361715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/11/helsinki.html' title='Helsinki'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SvqccoouoYI/AAAAAAAAAJg/UZxTL9SSaeg/s72-c/IMG_0294.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-193316328311545588</id><published>2009-10-29T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T06:24:21.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP BW!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SumXILtAZwI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/LaY3i20X75w/s1600-h/IMG_0178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SumXILtAZwI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/LaY3i20X75w/s320/IMG_0178.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398011795216557826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is urgent...not that I'm worried:D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to cut the crap: we're in the voting for SWH toms Grevins show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take this link: http://www.radioswh.lv/swh/toms.php?id=57&amp;action=vote&amp;blizid=pusdienuhimna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vote a PLUS for us and share the link to every friend that could care or does care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really thankful for the effort. As you probably see from the page, we're not in a bad position already, but its kind of an experiment for me...I wanna see how many PLUSSES we get with tonight and tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SumWSpwkdCI/AAAAAAAAAII/p8wS3O9fZbg/s1600-h/IMG_0220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SumWSpwkdCI/AAAAAAAAAII/p8wS3O9fZbg/s320/IMG_0220.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398010875571631138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PS: Yesterday I saw rise against live here in tallinn...Kind of sucked:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a few pics from friday:D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SumXI9AQgNI/AAAAAAAAAIw/o2C5kQWjYh8/s1600-h/IMG_0191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SumXI9AQgNI/AAAAAAAAAIw/o2C5kQWjYh8/s320/IMG_0191.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398011808450642130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SumXIkeQ6oI/AAAAAAAAAIo/p3F4i9zw0cg/s1600-h/IMG_0188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SumXIkeQ6oI/AAAAAAAAAIo/p3F4i9zw0cg/s320/IMG_0188.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398011801865611906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SumXIXCkweI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oPpiIbIU_KA/s1600-h/IMG_0187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SumXIXCkweI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oPpiIbIU_KA/s320/IMG_0187.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398011798259810786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SumXIBN7BmI/AAAAAAAAAIY/FHhFqLGY6Sc/s1600-h/IMG_0185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SumXIBN7BmI/AAAAAAAAAIY/FHhFqLGY6Sc/s320/IMG_0185.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398011792401827426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-193316328311545588?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/193316328311545588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/10/help-bw.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/193316328311545588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/193316328311545588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/10/help-bw.html' title='HELP BW!!!'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SumXILtAZwI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/LaY3i20X75w/s72-c/IMG_0178.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-6585311136727486297</id><published>2009-10-28T05:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T05:43:01.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EGOTRIPPIN'</title><content type='html'>After Riga MTV BDAY, our heads got messed up. We were out of our country for the first time and people loved us more than here. Ofcourse it was just somekind of illusion, but by now I know it had somewhat truth in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continued small gigs around Estonia and at the same time the EMA thing was going on full throttle. I neved paid much attention to it, 'cause I knew the other bands like klaxons and sunriseavenue and stuff competing in the whole thing...seemed so impossible...I ignored it, but I sincerely HOPED. HOPED REALLY BIG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day around 12 o'clock a band got expelled from the list. So every day at nooon We were terrified...OH NO. WHAT NOW. till the 4th band was supposed to get the NONO sign. We were just at our previous sponsor VANS raid, getting ourselves some new gear and we got the freakin' phonecall. YOU'RE IN. PACK YOUR GODDAMN SHIT TOGETHER AND HEAD TO THE AIRPORT IN TWO HOURS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We flipped the fuck out of our minds and started planning...me and the others except joosep took sanders car and headed to our hometown, which is 120km away so we had to be quick. ME as THE DRIVER, I stepped on it really hard doing 180km/h till OPS. The cops pulled me over. I knew I was screwed, but for real, I DIDN*T CARE LESS:D. Cause we were heading to MUNICH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45 min to pärnu 40min back. That was a quick one:D. The media was flipped out, we were flipped out...I mean, THATS WHERE the dream really begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its way far more complicated than just "OH NOW WE'RE THERE", so I'll be coming back to this topic tons of times- the story is ;) pretty old you know:D and we've done shitloads of cool stuff inbetween....BUT right now, I gotta continue working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a little reminder that I'm trying to be active and I really wanna tell you my story!!! Its awesome, but it takes time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People from finland: come see us at semifinal on the 7th of nov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna say hello to the guys in Spyro(fin) you're cool, see you there.&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of my friends, come and join us in Facebook, Lets talk, chitchat,bolllocs and share stuff;) its fun, I promise:D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE YA SOON GUYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT time I'll write about stuff that happened in munich;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-6585311136727486297?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/6585311136727486297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/10/egotrippin.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/6585311136727486297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/6585311136727486297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/10/egotrippin.html' title='EGOTRIPPIN&apos;'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-7931553795783653492</id><published>2009-10-20T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T13:53:45.933-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recording'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karla'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kaspar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='every once in awhile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='england'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='album'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finns'/><title type='text'>a video from recording walrus</title><content type='html'>OH jeesh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rehearsal today was almost great. its been awhile when we played, but tomorrow will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to share a little video of me and kaspar playin' in petter's studio in sweden. its recorded around my b-day: december 7th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e393b48c4c5fd62" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0e393b48c4c5fd62%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331070838%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DA60E6811EE7E1DE3C224DA2B62203EBD83FED8E.1A5FDF7AC2F2FCE3C8DB34C32316379E59A4F785%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De393b48c4c5fd62%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEmJbShvHFSnstjLFHCC5TWG-12U&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0e393b48c4c5fd62%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331070838%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DA60E6811EE7E1DE3C224DA2B62203EBD83FED8E.1A5FDF7AC2F2FCE3C8DB34C32316379E59A4F785%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De393b48c4c5fd62%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEmJbShvHFSnstjLFHCC5TWG-12U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty excited about the concert on friday, hope there are gonna be a lot of people...but fuck that, I know we're gonna have a great time, and the afterparty mmm mm mmm.:D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna say hello to all the swedish guys who are reading my blog- i know you are and wait. WE're gonna be there soon. I promise. And for the finns and a special HEY to dean ash from UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I'll keep you guys updated on everything. I've got a few videos and cool pics so ! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W000000T!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-7931553795783653492?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/7931553795783653492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/10/video-from-recording-walrus.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/7931553795783653492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/7931553795783653492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/10/video-from-recording-walrus.html' title='a video from recording walrus'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-4349455791178952066</id><published>2009-10-15T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T07:14:30.802-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estonia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedwetters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naked'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Things are starting to roll again</title><content type='html'>Yeah. Like I said: things are starting to roll again...:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting at my office right now. Today has been a weird day- woke up really early to get to this meeting...And when I got to work, it was all dark and morningie you know. And the MOST weird thing- IT NEVER GOT ANY LIGHTER...stupid weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this weather brings me a bit down, which isn't utterly bad, 'cause the inspirational flow hits me in the eyeballs(dunno why there) from time to time. Now I'm heading back to my appartment to write some electronics for our songs...The NEWSHITISWICKED youknow:P...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven't been on stage for awhile now, but things are about to change. 23rd we have a gig in Tallinn: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R769p7PVIfw&amp;feature=player_embedded &lt;br /&gt;Then 7th NOV in Finland Semifinal- HOPE that ones gonna be big. We've got some radio interviews and store visits planned, so its gonna be fun. ANd something for our latvian gangstaz:P...comin' up soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides all this...Its PARTYYYYYYY. I'm a bit heldback with the material I've got in my iphone. Naked people, people crossdressing(DON'T ASK WHY), and drunken antics:P...funny shit anyway. If I take my courage out of my pants, I'll post some shit on my twitpic/twitter. CHECK IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're planning a new photoshoot for the upcoming shows and events. AND even considering making a new video soon. As for "L.S.D" we wanted to hit the HARDER line, just to make the next one a bit more mellow and POPier. So like I said, its gonna be soft- not soft like BANANACAKE, but soft like we do soft:D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm confusing, but Hey, Thats me.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm gonna finish my day at work, go make some badass music, eat something- cause I haven't had anything today...aaaaaand wish for something good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I've got more news, But I don't wanna spoil anything...I'll get back to you after this weekend. We've got a huge party comin' up, I guess you gotta see some pics. Till then, see ya' in facebook.:D or twitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W00000000000000000000t!!!&lt;br /&gt;wally&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-4349455791178952066?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/4349455791178952066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/10/things-are-starting-to-roll-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/4349455791178952066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/4349455791178952066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/10/things-are-starting-to-roll-again.html' title='Things are starting to roll again'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-7007152989206816717</id><published>2009-10-08T09:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T15:38:24.885-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estonia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rehearsal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedwetters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helsinki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='live'/><title type='text'>NEw shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Yo Yo!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;So as you've been reading from my twitter and facebook and BW facebook page, we've been dealing with somewhat new material a lot. Rehearsal rehearsals and so on.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Mostly its because we have to keep our minds fresh and our inspirational flow runnin' but it most certainly doesn't mean that we're not playin' any of these "MEET THE FUCKING BEDWETTERS" songs. NO WAY, they're still fawesome and we keep playin' those at shows for a long time. And we've still got a lot of copies to sell, before we afford the next studio session and videos and shit...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;As I promised in the BW facebook page: IF you guys put some effort into our page there, I'll post a little video of our rehearsal.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;SO here it is!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;We've got a lot of different experimental shit going on. This song is totally unfinished, half of it is just a random impro JAM and no backtracks are added yet. But I think its something good for you to see. I'm so eager to upload something with our new backtracks, but NOP...I'm a bastard;)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;LET THIS BE A TEASER FOR OUR NEXT TWO CONCERTS IN ESTONIA AND ONE IN HELSINKI(finland).&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;See what you think of it, AND i'd love it When YOU guys comment on it on our FACEBOOK page!!! FOR REAL!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;IF we get the whole life going really smoothe there, I'll come up with different shit for you guys to enjoy.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;I'll write about some deeper topics later, maybe on the weekend&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;ps. sorry for being so busy right now.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;PSPS: I miss blogging.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;m0r5k&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a6d2f18304c1c768" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da6d2f18304c1c768%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331070838%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D62D859A538B712CE4D8F0CEFD4C5EA564E0ABA8.4A1DCEFA67347FE01439C5EF18EAC9F4C758F4D3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da6d2f18304c1c768%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOsAcqxxBtrBhca5pUVn3jRgkRik&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da6d2f18304c1c768%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331070838%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D62D859A538B712CE4D8F0CEFD4C5EA564E0ABA8.4A1DCEFA67347FE01439C5EF18EAC9F4C758F4D3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da6d2f18304c1c768%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOsAcqxxBtrBhca5pUVn3jRgkRik&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-7007152989206816717?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/7007152989206816717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-shit.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/7007152989206816717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/7007152989206816717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-shit.html' title='NEw shit'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-5272736255112164365</id><published>2009-10-02T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T05:34:44.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BDAY</title><content type='html'>Thank you all for congraduating us on FB and other platforms. ITs really great to hear you guys having a part of our fun journey with Bedwetters. LOVE YOU GUYS. Hope to see you on all of our upcoming concerts(next: 23. oct In tallinn Rockcafe). WE wwilll beeee DOING THIIIS FOREEVEEEERRRR:P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need all the support you can give us- we do it for you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing beats the joy of making people enjoy your work!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c ya&lt;br /&gt;m0r5k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS I guess he was five:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SsXzTI4NpbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/pDqEUoRxrGg/s1600-h/IMG_0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SsXzTI4NpbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/pDqEUoRxrGg/s320/IMG_0023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387980039344989618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy bday To BW. Happy B day To BW:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and please do join us in facebook Bedwetters page- we're having quite fun there:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-5272736255112164365?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/5272736255112164365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/10/bday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/5272736255112164365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/5272736255112164365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/10/bday.html' title='BDAY'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SsXzTI4NpbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/pDqEUoRxrGg/s72-c/IMG_0023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-1135679581420138462</id><published>2009-09-29T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T05:37:31.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bedwetters 5 years part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SsH_ZiAEmUI/AAAAAAAAAHA/zDXeM7SGIAc/s1600-h/The+Bedwetters+first+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SsH_ZiAEmUI/AAAAAAAAAHA/zDXeM7SGIAc/s320/The+Bedwetters+first+pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386867443400743234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;About that Picture. I'm not gonna wait any longer, somethings aren't retrievable I guess...Makes me feel sad that digital photostuff leads to some of 'em vanishing from this world. Thank god I started blogging, right? I mean, what if I die one day, and noone will ever know the true side of BW story from my point of view... ... .. ... Mwhahaa...I GOT THE PICTURE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first gig with this lineup was at a small town in Estonia( unbelievable isn't it:D). The Headliner was Tanel Padar and the Sun- by that time it was something huge, believe me. On stage, I felt the energy just like I had been in the band for years. I can't remember exactly, but I don't think any of us was uncomfy with me. Anyway, lots of snacks, some beers and some "SMÕUK", we carried back with our tour bus(small 9 seat car). Who would have thought, that we'll be trippin' around like that for a few years after my joinging. Actually I didn't imagine anything about our future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second gig I don't really remember- It might have been the gig in RIMI: here's a little sneak peek down below. I remember I met this nice little blond girl Helena there. She's been some type of "fan" since then. Now shes grown up tough, but I bet she still likes bw. Anyway- it was the MAALLLL gig:D. A lot of family and friends like always- the biggest support for us, even now. You know what, in the beginning I was like: damn I wanna see some more strangers enjoy our shit, but now, sometimes at a gig I'm like: damn this is gonna be sooooo cool, I wish some of our buddys would see us rock on this stage and with these people. Then again, I'm not saying, I can't enjoy a gig without friends...I just sometimes wanna show our stuff to my people(Big props to my friends and family)- HUGE PROPS TO ALL OF YOU ROCKERS:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-11e9a98b2c94f573" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D11e9a98b2c94f573%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331070838%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3A76C3CD8074FA2C9D26588B74EA4429150D5A50.521E1B6EB35B8771E115E1E68F58F5BD3F69F3A0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D11e9a98b2c94f573%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCRkF2OOU2X37asrx6pqyVr6VR2c&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D11e9a98b2c94f573%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331070838%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3A76C3CD8074FA2C9D26588B74EA4429150D5A50.521E1B6EB35B8771E115E1E68F58F5BD3F69F3A0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D11e9a98b2c94f573%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCRkF2OOU2X37asrx6pqyVr6VR2c&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now - now. The first gig out of Estonia, was my third one all in all with BW. It was MTV B-Day in riga. We got picked up from pärnu by a huge MTV bus from Tallinn. We had partied all night long for some reason: I remember I had lost my voice because all of the drinking and smoking, but Hey, ROLL nd ROCK you know. We entered the bus with a crazy party mood still on, no sleep at night. Jeeesh:D very amateur, but it was fun. Immidietly we had to share bottles of Jagermeister with the rest of the bus, and Oh my god how we showed off with stupid jokes and stories...Thats life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the gig was just a small bit of the big picture. We hung around like we always do- drink, party, meet people and chill. Here is a sneak peak of one of the songs- don't mind our unprofessionality...I mean really...that was 2 years back, when we couldn't imagine anything besides a few gigs here and there...and only a few songs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=24218768"&gt;http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=24218768&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny part was after the big event, when we got left behind at the venue, in the middle of Riga:D. We were like, wow, hey, digitalism finished and erm...erm. I was like UM, NOW WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;We didn't have any transportation or anything and we had to go to some kind of hotel in the center- at least 30min away. Sooooo, we stole this shopping cart, stacked our whole equipment in there and started our journey. ALONG WITH ALL THE OTHER GUESTS OF THE WHOLE EVENT- like 19 000 people, at least:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun.:D They recognized us and even offered some help, but we were laughing our asses off, we managed ourselves. Come to think of it...We've been in some DEEP shit loads of times(I'll write about 'em in the sequel), but no matter HOW fucked the situation is, we still keep our heads up and keep doing our stuff OUR way:D.!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when we got to the hotel, we had some complications...I mean, we thought that MTV Would take care of our asses, but no way- Heres the lifes lesson- "If you want things done right, you gotta do it yourself" - LB. I mean, now, Yeah I say its our own fault, but then again, How the fuck were we supposed to link things together, we were just young punks:D. And by WE being too young, I mean, only me and Mihkel got to go to the club, The others were too young to enter. MAin problem was with our little drummer boy:D- OH HAIL all the problems with him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARN.  I gotta go Now. I think its enough to read for a few moments, The next part will be about EMA awards at munich. So stay tuned and come back soon- I won't be leaving a huge time gap between this and the next sequeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I opened a facebook Bedwetters Page for Y'all. So feel free to join us there, Me and the rest of the band will be posting stuff there and we'd like you guys to participate by sharing your ideas and fan stuff OR just viewing the whole action(videos, music, pictures, thoughts). And all in all, when we've got something new going on, you'll be the first one to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.facebook.com/pages/Bedwetters/169727824174?ref=ts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets communicate people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-1135679581420138462?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/1135679581420138462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/09/bedwetters-5-years-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/1135679581420138462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/1135679581420138462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/09/bedwetters-5-years-part-ii.html' title='Bedwetters 5 years part II'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SsH_ZiAEmUI/AAAAAAAAAHA/zDXeM7SGIAc/s72-c/The+Bedwetters+first+pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-484307973960853532</id><published>2009-09-23T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T01:20:43.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The day we've all been waiting for:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SrnWsowkGwI/AAAAAAAAAGw/-FMN99MFsmA/s1600-h/kall1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SrnWsowkGwI/AAAAAAAAAGw/-FMN99MFsmA/s320/kall1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384570891841837826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting at the office of heaven and I thought, that Damn- all these things I've wanted to blog, I've had to postpone all the time. Even now its a bit hard for me 'cause I'd need some more time for it. BUT! I'll just share a little bit of my happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how many of you are in my Facebook or Twitter- some i guess, but I've been bosting with my DARLING arriving here. As you've probably noticed I've mentioned a special someone in my previous posts. ANYWAY last friday was the big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nights were really long last week, I had rough nights with no sleep and heartboosting tempo changes:D. Fun thing- my freakin' mind generates all kinds of stuff and I'm like a wrestling character sometimes. Love is crazy, isn't it.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SrnWyCE8PnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/MtG-bMlgDLI/s1600-h/kall2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SrnWyCE8PnI/AAAAAAAAAG4/MtG-bMlgDLI/s320/kall2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384570984537538162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm really hooked up everyday and my time schedule has filled up even more. Not that I'm sad or anything, or I should do anything else:D NO, I' m really fucking happy. Specially, that I waited for so long and it paid of. GUYS! DOn't rush with your life, "carpe diem" and things will shake in the right place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another cool thing I just found was the making of Mushy - GEneration improved. Fuck yeah, its a really awesome video and I want you guys to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://vimeo.com/3999817&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the actual OFFICIAL making of tough, but its good. If you want the real thing you gotta add me as a friend in Facebook. OR I'll post it soon enough on my twitter or smth. Maybe even our myspace. So here it comes: FOLLOW ME BIAAAATCH:D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I feel a bit better now. Wrote some important things down, but GODDAMN I' ve got so much to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I'm visiting my parents this weekend- my favorite peace of mind place where I'll finish off all my undone work. With me blog. So stay tuned, and check me out.&lt;br /&gt;Much love to my friends and family and love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-484307973960853532?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/484307973960853532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-weve-all-been-waiting-ford.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/484307973960853532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/484307973960853532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-weve-all-been-waiting-ford.html' title='The day we&apos;ve all been waiting for:D'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SrnWsowkGwI/AAAAAAAAAGw/-FMN99MFsmA/s72-c/kall1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-7907715156873462650</id><published>2009-09-14T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T00:42:58.150-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='symbol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hollywood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nazi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mushy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>The weekend- vague memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Sq3tasbOHNI/AAAAAAAAAFc/btkF8t_L8xQ/s1600-h/Picture+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Sq3tasbOHNI/AAAAAAAAAFc/btkF8t_L8xQ/s320/Picture+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381218172635323602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooooo, friday came to a quick end, I ran to dc shop to meet up my appartment pal, bestie, mario to start up with THE WEEKEND!!!. I bought a coffee for him and two shrimp-salmon wraps, just to fill our stomaches before getting some drinks before the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought a huge rum and some coke. Mihkel joined us, we dressed up, did make up and cuddled for three hours( ok, nop, it wasn't quite like that)- talked about women, listened to prodigy and raved around the appartment- OK to make a long story short, we drank all the rum and got wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For next we planned to visit some milfs and then we were off to hollywoods bday(14). I mean, I was pretty excited, since I haven't been in clubs for awhile. At some point I can't remember &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Sq3ufUhsKmI/AAAAAAAAAFk/W1YkoRbcCoE/s1600-h/Picture+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Sq3ufUhsKmI/AAAAAAAAAFk/W1YkoRbcCoE/s320/Picture+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381219351630981730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;things that straight- I guess that happened after I had a few drinks more. Around 23 or smth, me and mihkel climbed into the baggage room of vic's car and SChplääääow. We were already at Hollywood- the bumpy road I can't remember that good. Come to think of it, HOW THE FUCK DID WE FIT IN THERE, THE TWO of us:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This I can't figure out..- is this naked tips 3000? or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually the whole night sucked till I got home. I talked to people whom I remember, but the conversation- not so much. I talked on the phone for a few times...and the moment I arrived home and saw mario with some people there, I've got a clear memory of what happened next...:D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Sq3vKwy1nOI/AAAAAAAAAFs/laUGfEofW68/s1600-h/Picture+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Sq3vKwy1nOI/AAAAAAAAAFs/laUGfEofW68/s320/Picture+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381220097953471714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thank god I didn't lose my phone and I have these pictures:Oh these are the pictures I don't know anything about...I know I took 'em but?!?!: WHY? And SHE made me a mohhito:P That was not good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We jammed till around 7 or 8 in the morning and I'm really glad I wasn't able to make any pictures by then...Or maybe I'm not. But heyy, that was just friday- saturday we had to continue STRAIGHT from where we had stopped. So the second, oh shit. Me and mario were PRETTY darn wasted: we chilled in the rain, found mihkel, WENT crazy and I just passed away around 17:00...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the rest of the night I was more like a zombie than anything else. I chilled in youtube and all the other things the Internet provides me- funny videos, pictures, social media sites...blablabla. At some point mihkel joined me for awhile, 'cause he lost his key on friday...PF WHY the hell am I talking 'bout this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Sq3xasD3aqI/AAAAAAAAAF0/41wyQmo20Hw/s1600-h/Picture+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Sq3xasD3aqI/AAAAAAAAAF0/41wyQmo20Hw/s320/Picture+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381222570583878306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh yeah, just to remember something:D. I saw this on saturday. I was really really wasted and when I saw this, I was like um. Wtf?!:D Am I in somekind of delirium state or is this real. If you loook closer, there is the Nazi symbol thrown in a trashcan:D ...I don't wanna stop here for longer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK and to make things more fun...TO break it down, that I do something else besides drinking and partying...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Sq3yS3otRWI/AAAAAAAAAF8/kjnBzJiqMeY/s1600-h/Picture+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Sq3yS3otRWI/AAAAAAAAAF8/kjnBzJiqMeY/s320/Picture+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381223535763866978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had practice with mushy. Since We've got this gig comin' on 19th, and since we have 2 practices a year, We gotta work sometimes. It was totally freakin awesome! My guitar got rammed a bit, its gone in rust from all these gigs I've done in this recent past...SHE IS ONLY a few months old you know. But she is really good. I' m really glad to have her as my newest honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what... My hun' is returning from hawaii. See what happens then:D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Sq3zAwvGPNI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Ys3QeckAjUA/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Sq3zAwvGPNI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Ys3QeckAjUA/s320/Picture+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381224324185603282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SO. This was my vague memories and really confused and mixed up explanations of what happened this weekend. I'll probably try to figure things out on a higher detail, but I can't promise that I'll write it all down...then again... ANYWAY, I'm waiting for friday to hook up with my long lost soulsistah:P MUAH.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever experienced love?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-7907715156873462650?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/7907715156873462650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/09/weekend-vague-memories.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/7907715156873462650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/7907715156873462650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/09/weekend-vague-memories.html' title='The weekend- vague memories'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Sq3tasbOHNI/AAAAAAAAAFc/btkF8t_L8xQ/s72-c/Picture+037.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-3087719685872742158</id><published>2009-09-11T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T03:16:33.544-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estonia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rehearsal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedwetters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='090909'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='textures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liberty square'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock cafe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tallinn'/><title type='text'>090909</title><content type='html'>I loved the date on 090909. Too bad that I realized it today, I might have used it for different benefits of showing myself everywhere, but you know what... Being in band rehearsal with BW was WAY MORE FUN than just chillin' here. Greets to all the people that got married on that day- YOU ALL WILL BURN IN HELLFIRE.:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SqogqlpBc-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/RtNCG2-Nv6c/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SqogqlpBc-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/RtNCG2-Nv6c/s320/Picture+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380148620878246882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So we finally pulled ourselves together: school has been ON for over a week now, summer partying is over...Gotta pull back to your lifestraws you know. So we took a bunch of our new stuff we've written in the past months and started up jamming. Had some cool guests with us- Mart Niineste and Allu...They were pretty in tune with our jam- specially with some HIGH class chillout medicine. But nevermind that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new stuff involves a lot less electronics, things have turned more hardcore, then again punky and metal- all in all its more serious with our own portion of playin'. Allthough at some point I started to wonder if it is a good idea to put our ELECTRONIC/synth/pop thing aside. I mean, it may give an impression, that we're pussys on our instruments, but what the hell...the trancy sidemix is just the thing that gets me going on gigs. So we're still elaborating and thinking and you know- JAMMMIN, WE'RE JAMMIN.:D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SqogrIJBLBI/AAAAAAAAAE0/vm1728SmSdw/s1600-h/Picture+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SqogrIJBLBI/AAAAAAAAAE0/vm1728SmSdw/s320/Picture+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380148630139251730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna record some of our new songs as demos in studio around this or the next month...I may even reveal some dirty material at this blog, so YOU GOTTA come back;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About this sequel I started...I really wanted to finish off, or at least write the second part of it, but You know. Sometimes things evolve the way you've not planned. I'm used to completing things in every mean by the time I've planned, but sometimes, some people just don't see WHY SHOULD ONE keep A PROMISE ON TIME. I mean, right now I'm pissed at my friend, 'cause he has the picture I need, but the fuck just keeps on forgetting to send it to me. Although I remind it to him everyday. Sorry!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SqogrTvVRkI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Q7ZR9KiodbM/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SqogrTvVRkI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Q7ZR9KiodbM/s320/Picture+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380148633252742722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture is taken at Textures show in Tallinn. I'm not a huge fan of them, but I had a chance to see their show and HECK yeah, I'm gonna visit every show I can(yesterday Tõnis Mägi And Chalice). The moment the guys got on stage I was totally stoked. They all were so awesome and cool on stage, I was like SHIT! I can learn something out this gig.:P Like around the first 5 minutes I ran in front of the stage to start the moshpit. I threw my shirt away and ran, but the fucking security guard came up to me and told me to put my shirt back on, or he'll throw me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF!?!?!? Its a fucking moshpit...&lt;br /&gt;So my friends said, that I must have a too good body to spank all the guys around...I was like...WTF I'm not gay...&lt;br /&gt;Just for laughs...:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I will finish my story, soon enough. I'm Just a bit sceptical if its gonna happen this WEEKEND. A WHOLE LOT OF PARTIES GOING ON IN TALLINN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SqojFqoWmVI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ORieKC_5vPs/s1600-h/Picture+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SqojFqoWmVI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ORieKC_5vPs/s320/Picture+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380151285097339218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm SOOOOO IN love with YOU TALLINNNNN!!!&lt;br /&gt;The statue of liberty at Tallinn Liberty Square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-3087719685872742158?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/3087719685872742158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/09/090909.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/3087719685872742158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/3087719685872742158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/09/090909.html' title='090909'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SqogqlpBc-I/AAAAAAAAAEs/RtNCG2-Nv6c/s72-c/Picture+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-2146252944798152566</id><published>2009-09-07T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T09:03:52.901-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estonia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scenario'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedwetters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pärnu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Bedwetters 5 years part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It was a regular day at the office again. Brought my ideas together for my social media campaigns and stuff, when I suddenly brought a halt and realized, that OH man, I gotta write some. Actually it wasn't quite like that:D.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I looked at the calendar and I remembered that BW is gonna be 5 years old in 2. oct. And we've got some plans for celebrating it. It should involve bringing all the roots back together- I mean all our bands we had at that time( Mushy, BW, paingreed, fortified). For those who don't know these names- We lived in a small summer resort town called Pärnu. In summer its nice, you have the beach, a lot of parties and skateboarding and stuff, but the rest of the time, its a big fucking bombhole.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I started to play guitar and all the scene was so small back then, that we all played in different bands and jammed together- it was just a huge crew and thats it. Paingreed was the band which started to make something out of it. I played solo and some screams, Jos played bass. I had Mushy at the same time, which was really hardcore, and J had BW at its roots. I mean, I really laughed at BW at first...it was just funny. Jos didn't even handle playing bass, and then he started a band on his own, where he sang and played bass. At the same time there was fortified, where karla was playing guitar and some other guys Jonas, and J and Moko.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some of us were really hardcore into it, thinking it was gonna be IT around the world, some of us just were having fun...I mean we were really young and LOUD(unpro). But as time flew by, paingreed quit playing together, 'cause as we grew bigger here in estonia, we realized that some of us weren't taking it as seriously as we should, so we quit. We replaced one of our guys, but it took 12minutes to realized that it was fucked in the first place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I continued with mushy- it was quite a success, with all these competition we won(basically EVERY comp.) but still, it all ran together. I mean, we didn't quit or anything, still playin' but we're taking our time. At the same time, bedwetters made different variations in their lineup. It got more serious and after Mushy had raigned all the comp's, BW was right behind us. We kind of grew the whole scene here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And when BW hit the jackpot button with the youth band thing, everything collapsed. Never had a young band been in such media attention like this before. And then they had fuckups in their lineup. They had gigs and stuff, but the former guitarist Oliver just didn't fit in somehow. I mean, I know they had fights and shit, but I don't know exactly... So one day Jos came to me and asked me if I wanted to join. He had asked me the same thing like twice before, but I was really sceptical with it, I had these other projects and shit, and they weren't that good, so I was like: "maan just practice a bit, and we'll see..." But at that time they were pretty good and I said:" Yo guys, I'll try it out, I'll play your songs a few gigs and we'll see what happens...but I'm not promising anything!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I joined the crew. I wasn't afraid that I wasn't gonna fit in, 'cause I was in it for a long time really, just not in the band, and(i don't wanna brag) I knew my skillz.MWhahaha. So we had like a few rehearsal and there was the first gig with me...Oh shit, I've got a picture of us somewhere...I'll blog the part two, when I get the picture today.:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-2146252944798152566?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/2146252944798152566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/09/bedwetters-5-years-part-1.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/2146252944798152566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/2146252944798152566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/09/bedwetters-5-years-part-1.html' title='Bedwetters 5 years part 1'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-336304910013111680</id><published>2009-09-01T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T03:13:11.487-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedwetters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stocholm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accident'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wake up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morning'/><title type='text'>1. september</title><content type='html'>W00T! Holla at the first day of school here in Estonia. Its a huge event- all the crosswalks are guarded by policemen who make sure that little girls and boys don't get runover. Huge event as I see, everyone is really proud of their little siblings: flowers, A's and B's and stuff. I mean- the little kids event don't know whats gonna hit them for FREAKIN at least 12 years...HAhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning was pretty weird. I woke up by breaking away from my nightmare- my love said he wanted a guy who is an AD and earns 46 thousand per month. I was like WOOOOOW, she must be stupid:S, and then I was like SHIT FUCK, this phone( i've got an exchange phone right now) didn't ring the alarm on time. So I jumped up, feeling really dizzeeee from yesterdays smokeout, ran to the shower, fixed myself up in 15 minutes and ran off to work. I live quite close to my office, just 15 minutes...and erm, 5 minutes from the place my phone rang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost had a panic attack, 'cause I was really afraid, that my boss or someone at work would call me for me being late and all. So I picked out my phone from my tight pants(tightpantstoday) and pulled the led open- it was the alarm clock and it rang at the right time: 8:45?!?!. I WAS LIKE FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!! I stood in the middle of the street just looking around and thinkg- damn I'm stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took my thoughts to another level and looked around a bit. There were these policemen everywhere, people walkin with their kids, flowers, backpacks. Jeesh, brought back memories...I really don't know if they all were so good, but it was a nice day, back when I want to the first grade. I walked back home, just to finish off all my daily morning procedures I hadn't done this morning. I should've danced the way back with singing- LEMME RIDE THAT DONKEY DONKEY, LEMME RIDE THAT DONKEY...:D you know: the biggest hit on youtube and social media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday we're performing a song on national tv and talking about our tourings this summer. A little overview- I'll add some pics or videos after&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Spzt9_l-MjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/KhN7Z6fGD5A/s1600-h/stockholmmetro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Spzt9_l-MjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/KhN7Z6fGD5A/s320/stockholmmetro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376433704472031794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the event has passed by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. BEdwetters is gonna be 5 years old in october.&lt;br /&gt;m0r5k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSPS. The pics is taken last time we were in Stockholm- in the metro(DAA). I like it a lot....It shows mihkel's sexorientation...GAYGAYGAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS THE SONG FOR YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;a id="HyperLinkUrl" href="http://url2it.com/bcrg" target="_blank" style="color: DarkGreen; font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://url2it.com/bcrg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-336304910013111680?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/336304910013111680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/09/1-september.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/336304910013111680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/336304910013111680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/09/1-september.html' title='1. september'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Spzt9_l-MjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/KhN7Z6fGD5A/s72-c/stockholmmetro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-547520405476972898</id><published>2009-08-28T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T05:10:32.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MEME</title><content type='html'>Ieuieu.&lt;br /&gt;So I've been working the whole week and thinking about what happened in sweden. I mean, not that I'm bored at work, but my twin life: worker and rocker compensate each other. After a gig I've got so much energy to work and think of fuckedup solutions to social medialize:D(damn, i'm good in making up new words:D) and then again my work inspires me to write cool songs. I guess I've found the balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a conversation with an amazing friend of mine about balance in life. I've got my lifestyle/hobby balancing my everyday life- inspiring. Love life: usually people say parabols pull each other I mean really different people- again the same thing...ok enough of this everyday thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found two cool videos which I want to share:&lt;br /&gt;Last three songs:&lt;br /&gt;http://bit.ly/13gGEh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dramatic&lt;br /&gt;http://bit.ly/lDkQu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like how Jos just crashed with his thoughts...I SAW PEOPLE LIKE MEEEE:D haha. I mean, I was laughing on the stage:D...but hey. Fuck that, It was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like one day me and miku picked up some backpackers on the way to pärnu from tln and at some point they knew that we were from BW. They asked if we'd listen to our own shit, and I was like FUCK YEAH, ofcourse. I love my stuff! REALLY! They were kind of surprised. Right now, I'm just enjoying our live video gigs- right now Its my solo part in mighty heaven...MAaaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to see our band in front of the stage somehow:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough. I had some philosophyc ideas runnin' through my brain, but converting those youtube links into tiny url's I got stuck with watching and listening the videos. Man- we're positive:D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight guys, I'm a put this shit to an end and go and enjoy my last hours at work, before partying myself to fuckville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS CRAZY LIKE MY MOOOOOOOOOM! ROAR&lt;br /&gt;M0r5k&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-547520405476972898?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/547520405476972898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/08/meme.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/547520405476972898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/547520405476972898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/08/meme.html' title='MEME'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-7216337080392734401</id><published>2009-08-23T07:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T08:38:38.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage dive day out 09'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweden'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedwetters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tattoos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hardcore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stockholm'/><title type='text'>On the boat back Home</title><content type='html'>Finally this trip is near to an end. Like I promised, everyone is sick by now, even marcus from our swe crew:D hahaa- poor bastard. He was really angry this morning when he picked us up from the hotel. Since me and Mihkel have been struggling with the flu for the longest, we're gettting better, but still not there. I thought that, its normal for people to stay in bed when they fall ill: you sweat and drink hot stuff and pump yourself up with all these pills. Nope, not for us- we go to sweden, party, play a gig, hangout and never sleep.&lt;div&gt;"party till you pass out drink till your dead"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- BMTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After my last blog entry I went straight to bed- other guys joined our "tryin' to sleep" thing around 4 in the morning, and when Karla hit our room with turning all the lights on, I was like: ARE YOU FREAKIN' FUCKED IN THE BRAIN...he freaked out:D...I mean even I freaked out- I saw these tornados and shit in my dream...the illness and everything else mixed up really fucks you up in the head. AND THEN. POW the freakin' whole world goes apocalypse! I was pissed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the morning we had some quick breakfast before going to stage dive. Joosep recorded a swedish audiocast for the tv commercials on Swedish mtv, so we could spread our shit more and more. We're planning to have a scandinavian tour within this year, so we've got shitloads of work to do- I mean our team in sweden has a lot of work to do. Everything takes a lot of time, and things need to be carefully thought out, you can't miss anything or you'll miss the "boat". Like I've written in my Myspace blog- every concerts gives me and the rest of the crew a huge amount of belief into what we're doing and we can see that, its just not another band from the US- we're really different with our whole shit- what would you call our music?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we arrived at Stagedive I was kind of shocked to see so many IN THE SCENE people at one place. Usually I see 10 guys out of a 1000 havin' tattoos and piercings, but that fest had more than I had seen before. Most of the time I was like: oh shit, thats a good tattoo, Oh shit that ones even better...oh shit that sucks and you look at that one:D. Anyways the music was more or less enjoyable, non of the bands could surprise me- except casiokid from UK. They were pretty awesome. The bands with backtracks could mostly keep up to their own tempo, but the rest of the hardcore scene would go up and down most of the time...I'm not saying, that we are better than the rest:D just that they all have flaws.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was really pissed at the fest 'cause they didn't sell any alcohol and usually alcohol gets the people really going. I bet the organizers even we're fucked because of that- I heard that 700 out 8000 people only stayed at the fest area, the rest partied in the small town pubs. I mean, WTF:S. Another thing was with the stage managers: I guess there weren't any, every stage schedule was really fucked up...a big annoying mess which I didn't imagine to be happening in sweden. I guess estonia has some skills in organizing fests like this. I'm sorry for the bands that couldn't do their whole setlists...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We chilled till 21 and then was our time to finish off our stage. It was the smallest stage there and having a hard time with the dumb sound engineer, we jumped on the stage just when andrew W.k was on: without a soundcheck. I mean, as soon as we hit the third song, people started showing up. I saw some curiosity in their faces and by the peak of our setlist, people jumped over the barrier in front and we had a crazy rockoff just in front of the stage...till the security showed up. HARDCORE! Thanks to all the people that saw us and had the balls to rock with us. I got my cup of inspiration from you and hopefully next time we'll see even more people. Hopefully we'll have a better experience with the fucking stage! DUMB FAT FUCK! I don't know what we'd do with out sander(our own soundman)- You the man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the show we hurried back to the hotel to get some medicine and chillout "upthere"- we were really fucking tired, but then again were waiting to see whats gonna happen at the "afterparty"(all the bands stayed at the same hotel). I felt like a freakin' camel or smth, my head was really heavy and you already know about my flu and shit...We had a few drinks, met the guys from a band(which name I just can't remember right now:D- hodouken?) and went back to our room...the flu fucked up everything, I'm tellin' you. But nonetheless we had a really good time like always- no matter where we are and what are the conditions- we're still in our own blue world. Or green.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sitting in the lobby right now, drinking monster energy and thinking of what we did these last days. The others are dying in the cabins...I guess I should go die too, but OOOH, I'm so excited: I've got an online date with a really really really nice woman. Unfortunately its in 5 hours so I gotta get some action. I'll see if I can find something to do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You gotta LOVE sweden!!!I mean, I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;m0r5k&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS. I had sat in the lobby for 5minutes and I already heard: Look a bedwetters boy is sitting there...GODDAMN, do I really look that young?:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PSPS. This fucking internet is SOOOO slow, I can't even upload a photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-7216337080392734401?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/7216337080392734401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/08/on-boat-back-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/7216337080392734401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/7216337080392734401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/08/on-boat-back-home.html' title='On the boat back Home'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-9212322732468882738</id><published>2009-08-21T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T13:47:11.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first day in stockholm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/So8G01hXoEI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JSt6JvYxRro/s1600-h/capture1+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/So8G01hXoEI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JSt6JvYxRro/s320/capture1+1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372520385266294850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this time I'm tryin' this trip diary style. I tried to sleep some for being really wasted the whole day(different reasons), but goddamn...here I am. I think my blogging "lifestyle" is growing into me more and more- gotta share my mind you know.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started off from estonia, 8 of us and oh man how the boat trip got the roll in only a few hours. I mean, at least 6 of us were pretty ill by then- now we're all sick or ill or whatever you wanna call it. By the midnight I was shaking my booty with some grannies and just an hour later we were pulling the whole party like some discoballs:D. The illness was momentarily forgotten and oh oh oh the personalities our crew has:D.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At some moment I had danced at least 5 hours straight, I had to get a rest...since the party was getting crappy...or I was just getting sober... anyway I had to hit the sack. In the middle of the night I randomly woke up, saw the little red light on the tv in our cabin and I almost flipped the freakin' bunkbed. I was pretty sure I'm home or smth- delusional and wanted to go trippin'. Anyway after the little shock I carried on with the sleeping part. I had to strategically plan my energy supplies:D...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When me and miku had walked pass all the people( on the luggage line on the side)I was really thrilled to see our people here in stockholm, marcus and specially our mad mate benji. Has been a long time... Its an awesome feeling to be here again and again, its almost like the perfect home-the grass is always greener on the other side, so you always gotta take everything you're given- we go crazy behind the border:P. So our day was pretty saic!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A short conclusion:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and some funny stuff...i mean us;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and name any other place:rooftop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember: if the sign says DON'T JUMP, don't jump, you might get hurt. Me and silver took a swim- so go figure what might have happened. But I'm tellin' we're alive today, still here to tell the story, maybe write a book or something...blabla.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing I didn't know about stockholm: the view from a really high roof over the whole city is just unbelievable... wish I made some pictures...then again, I think every picture ruins the memory at some point. You have a way to tell a story without havin' a spoiler showing the "happening" without an emotion. Then again, I'm not sure of anything right now:D things may be a bit amplified from my fingers:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really really looking forward to tomorrows gig. Listen to this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QGx8PCl_Bjw&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they're performing just before us tomorrow &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and something good I gotta see tomorrow:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XTn8Sdt1cxc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll listen to these songs for a few times more, chillout with kaspar and silver and try the sleeping thing again. I've got a feeling that tomorrows gig is gonna be something big or the beginning of something- somekind of a hunch:P.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures from the first days:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewPicture&amp;amp;friendID=235717861&amp;amp;albumId=1548765&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check It Out!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stagedive Here we come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;m0r5k&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-9212322732468882738?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/9212322732468882738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-in-stockholm.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/9212322732468882738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/9212322732468882738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-in-stockholm.html' title='first day in stockholm'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/So8G01hXoEI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JSt6JvYxRro/s72-c/capture1+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-2715890726784688202</id><published>2009-08-19T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T07:28:33.872-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedwetters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifestyle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interview'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>Autumn</title><content type='html'>Yesterday after havin' blogged my weekend action, a hour later I realized I forgot the important point of my chitterchatter blogger...But today I wanna write about something else:D Sitting at the office, just passing the little moments, I could use for shopping or something instead ,with blogging and listening to A day to remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess a week ago I noticed something weird...autumn had kicked in. I saw this chestnut havin' yellow leaves and all of 'em fallin' down and stuff. You know, I've never liked autumn very much. After this weekend I felt a bit tired, but FUCK, now I'm all ill and shit. Everytime this autumn kicks in, it kicks the fuck at my health- runny nose, caugh..everything. Being ill is not a fun thing- you know when your parents told you the annoying thing: "YOU GOTTA PUT A SCARF OF, YOU GOTTA WEAR THIS AND THAT:.." Now I remember...Its always like that...once you've lost it, you appreciate it...I try to be ahead of my loss though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few hours ago I gave an interview to a swedish newspaper "Sodertalje Posten". The guy Kim was asking all these questions and I bet everyone would guess what was the first question...Where did you get your name?:D I was like... AHahhaa oh really, I didn't expect that Question. All in all we talked for 25 minutes at least: I explained him, what we've done and whats going on(bw on swedish MTV, the album released on 24.08 in sweden and "Someone Worthless" being played in P3 Rockester radio station in sweden). He managed to surprise me with the question about our "reidipede" song. Wanted to know whats it all about: rating your pictures, comments, dating...social media in its babysteps for teens. He laughed:D at us laughing at that nasty little habit of our newage of mediums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, everything went swell, although my fucking nose was totally blocked and I must have sounded like mickey mouse on crack...cause I've was trippin' coffee still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About autumn again. As it always hits the first not- so- weather- news- related- people in the fucking face, causing all these illnesses, I overlooked the MINOR detail. ITS BEAUTIFUL! The sun is a lot lower now, its a lot chillier outside and the whole light/shadow thing is different. I need to get my ass back to my home town and enjoy the view in every park, and the beach and my parents yard. Brings back memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT BEFORE. Yeah. tomorrow is trippin time. Bedwetters is heading to Sweden. We're performing on Stage Dive Day Out, with all these cool bands(andrew wk, millencolin, disco ensemble...) Can't wait. We've got an interview schedule for friday and stuff.....ANYWAY&lt;br /&gt;WHAT I WANTED TO SAY YESTERDAY is...Its nice to sit around the office, screw my brains with my work and then, after six o'clock I throw away my buttoned shirts(I've got only two) and the rest of my "fancy" clothes and bring out the rocker- tattoos, guitars and loud voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet I exaggurated up there, but basically the point is still the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some good music that helped this sick/ill today pass by: Born of Osiris - abstract art; A Day to Remeber the whole Homesick Album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you can't trust everyone you meet!&lt;br /&gt;m0r5k&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-2715890726784688202?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/2715890726784688202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/08/autumn.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/2715890726784688202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/2715890726784688202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/08/autumn.html' title='Autumn'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-6419032424056578534</id><published>2009-08-17T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T07:51:32.665-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hangover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedwetters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parnu'/><title type='text'>Worker BeE</title><content type='html'>"Big Up For Pärnu"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said in one of my posts in Facebook: this last weekend was fucking crazy. My good friends Ilvz organized this BIG extreme sports fest "Kuldrula"(goldenskate) for the fifth year now, and it has turned really big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before(friday) I went to my companys big summerworkshop thing thingie and it all ended up pretty NICE. Everyone was put into teams and we had some "challenges" to overcome: roadtrip diary, poemnight and a performance. Well the schedule was to be pretty tight, but we ended up doing the first two. I mean, haha, I skipped the poem reading part with setting the right mood for my team with my guitarrrrrä. And it was Soooo Güüüd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, at some point I was smokin' around and I ended up trippin' to the main event- Gert and Lauri's performance. My eyes and hands were tied up and Some weirdo shit hitler chatter was going on and All kind of shit I had to endure. At some point I was just making the chicken thing, and I had to get some sleep...OH WHAT A HANG OVER I HAD THE NEXT MORNING.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, free booze in unlimited quantities...ITS A NO NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the Kuldrula part. I managed to get a ride to pärnu. I ended up taking the wrong guitar with me, spilling a litre of orange juice in the car and shit. You know when you're really hungover and hadn't had good sleep for awhile, you're clumsy as hell. But all in all, when the soundcheck was done and time was as far as goiing to the beach, I was really thrilled and excited. I mean, I saw all these people at the beach, and all of 'em were planning to see our concert- chillin' on the seaside/promenade, drinking, laughing, yellin' FUN. And when the time hit the right minute- FUCK! the tent was so crowded. I wish I could've seen my own smile. THANKS GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that, I've lived in Pärnu for 19 years now. Pärnu Beach is a very special place for me- a place where I always got the freedom to chill, look at the sea, think. Other days included all my friends on the beach and the special ones included a special person- romance. And Now that I'm living in Tallinn, I value that beach even more than before. ITS JUST FUCKING BEAUTIFUL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show I was really tired, but a few drinks and the crazy party just ruined me. Or should I say saved me!:D I've never seen so many people IN pärnu- So many cool people.&lt;br /&gt;So many friends, people that I know, People that I've met and people I hadn't seen for a long time. EVERYTHING together made up a fucking great memory and I wouldn't exchange this for anything...Except I would've wanted to dance with a special somebody...but the times will come. Instead of HER, I danced with the whole fucking club:D. The dj played everything I know- starting with papa roach and limp bizkit, finishing with tarantula from pendulum. And the dubstep stuff in the other room. OMFG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SoluKrljiiI/AAAAAAAAAD8/6aJ2Of57vgo/s1600-h/contor.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SoluKrljiiI/AAAAAAAAAD8/6aJ2Of57vgo/s320/contor.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370945160394017314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finishing with my day at the office now, going home and off to the rehearsal. We've got shit to put together for our Swedish show this saturday. Really excited about it. And again, I can go abroad for awhile. See some people, enjoy being a tourist or something else. W000000T!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is fucking awesome, but I feel the little part that is missing, not complete yet.&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to be where I am!!!&lt;br /&gt;THank YoU MOM&lt;br /&gt;M0r5k&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-6419032424056578534?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/6419032424056578534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/08/worker-bee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/6419032424056578534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/6419032424056578534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/08/worker-bee.html' title='Worker BeE'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SoluKrljiiI/AAAAAAAAAD8/6aJ2Of57vgo/s72-c/contor.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-1051293257433747717</id><published>2009-08-01T10:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T10:21:14.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My myspace band trip blog: about RIga Depo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&amp;friendId=370342721&amp;blogId=503368821"&gt;MySpace.com Blogs - Rauno MySpace Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shared via &lt;a href="http://addthis.com"&gt;AddThis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-1051293257433747717?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/1051293257433747717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-myspace-band-trip-blog-about-riga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/1051293257433747717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/1051293257433747717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-myspace-band-trip-blog-about-riga.html' title='My myspace band trip blog: about RIga Depo'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-7809395180296352763</id><published>2009-07-26T04:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T05:04:37.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two days in a row</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I haven't blogged two days in row yet, but I can make an assumtpion: I'm havin' fun!:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here I am sitting with my mac in my own shadow, just to right about yesterday's trip. OMFG. I really wanted to put it all down, yesterday, but well you know, being all wasted and stuff. I'd love to right with my mind clear and the emotions kind of worn off. Thats the only way I won't be over dramtical or smth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So yesterday morning started off with being still dizzee and all, but getting my self under the sun and eating something would make me feel better- we had a gig to go to with Mushy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First of all I and I guess the other band pals didn't expect much of it. The weather was tricky with rain and rainbows and you know(probably you don't). Sometimes it doesn't feel like performing- usually these emotions are fake and you get surprised...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Legendary scenario- me, silver, taavi and pella and santas little helper(this time mattias) gathered at the STOREAGE place, played some ball, destroyed cars, had a few beers and all in all- we were really pissed at sander, 'cause he just can't be anywhere on time. OK OK, lets just face it: he has a car, he has a job, he has to take care everything on the last minute. To make things a bit clearer to a complete stranger- sander has had the problem for ages now. We are all used to it, and in the end of the day everything goes well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sander arrived exactly a few seconds before we would go mad and we took off. We rolled A- just so the drive with go more relaxed and we had a few beers. Funny thing was, that silver had stayed up for the whole night or smth and he was TOTALLY wasted, but hey. Theres nothing mushy can't handle, even if we have like 2 rehearsals a year...Hahaa. On the road, for the first time, I saw a full rainbow...its a beautiful thing you know. I wonder if there's a fortune in the end or in the beginning of it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, two hours passed really quickly. S4 boosting its turbos, the floor bouncing up and about the pavement...a bit scared, but We all know that we're not destined to die, YET. We got to this festival site (ARF @aegviidu), we had performed here a few years back, when we were more or less kiddies, so its wasn't something new for us. All these people you see only at these shows. Its alwats nice to see those guys, have a few chats, greet 'em and stuff. very nice yes. But the greeting and enjoying part of being there was to be left after the show, 'cause we were EXACTLY late a few seconds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We took our stuff, jumped on the stage, prepared our stuff, made a quick soundcheck. I really never left the stage after I went on it...We did our stuff and to my amazement, the people knew lyrics. The sang with us and omfg. I mean, I see this happen with bedwetters, but as mushy is just on idle for a few years...it was very surprising, so THANK YOU ARF! This metal scene is a whole different thing...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the show, we made things a bit more mellow...and hung around just to see some guys and all, like I said a few paragraphs before..:D. After us Split Mind should've entered the stage to rock all these people, but FUCK. Their singer somehow hardcored and totaled his rear bumber(I mean his nose) and he got taken away by the ambulance, SO FUCK. They got cancelled. But Man! I'm feeling for you dude! SORRY! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The dad of this fest is GURU a legendary guy in this scene(big up for guru)- he showed us how to drink vodka so that you enjoy it, vodka thanks you and you get a sweet taste in your mouth...I DUNNO, it didn't work for me for at least four times, but the fifth time..I SCREWED it up, but i felt the taste! Something I've never experianced...There was a really long and cool story to all of it, but I'll leave it to myself. Maybe I can used it, if I learn the trick.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After a little while we had to take off, 'cause the other guys have a big day today with BW'ndMushy gig, a sweet project just to have some fun in the summer...Anyway, a few kilometres further, where we still could hear the music from ARF, we saw this beautiful lake. It was all steamy and shit, Like somekind of dream...We had to stop and swim. Clothes thrown off, we jumped one by one, all naked and shit, head first to the lake. FUCK, the water was like a soup and a piece metal winerparty jumped in it.:DI mean, it was very funny, but as funny as it was, we all almost drowned for it...THANK YOU PELLA FOR THE LOVELY jump! hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;About pella...when I tryed to wash my legs, that little fucker threw me in the fucking lake. It wasn't his own idea- other fuckers abet him into it. But I mean, I didn't lose my glasses, so I just paid him. KAPOW he was all sandy and had to go for a swim..well me too. so we had fun:D IN the end of the day, very refreshing and chill place was Schmushy't.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The rest of the road was full of munchies and being wasted and all. Giving a live show isn't that easy- you get this undiscribable feeling and emotion, but you gotta put everything out for the people and you get pretty tired...OFcourse a bit vodka, scotch whatever and ever make you wasted also. Afterall we had Joosepz bday the day before. When we arrived, I was even to wasted to think. TO SLEEP.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SmxFMqMGggI/AAAAAAAAAD0/-2ILj-PMOuI/s320/Photo+146.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362737340077212162" /&gt;Now here I am in my parents yard. Sitting in the sun, probably I've burnt my tattoo off my back, but At least enjoying Offspring has helped me through this lovely/painful moment, when I "record" my emotions. As long as there are feelings/emotions to share, I'm here.Or with you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today is gonna be a RIOT again, I just can't wait these last hours, just to get my ass there and start rocking and Block rockin' those beats.:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enough for today...probably more tomorrow!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-7809395180296352763?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/7809395180296352763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/07/two-days-in-row.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/7809395180296352763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/7809395180296352763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/07/two-days-in-row.html' title='Two days in a row'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SmxFMqMGggI/AAAAAAAAAD0/-2ILj-PMOuI/s72-c/Photo+146.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-6875329409202845056</id><published>2009-07-25T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T02:59:09.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Partypants</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;THE BIG EVENT HAS PASSED.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This world started off with the birth of each and everyone of us- what a surprise. But the celebration of ones birth is or may be an awesome surprise. Cutting the deep meaningless crap- It was Joozelz birthday yesterday. The annual HUGE Party which we all had been waiting for...a whole year you know:D.I was so excited like already a week ago, because I know that there's gonna be something awesome, but IT always ends up something way cooler than you can predict. SO.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some good news hit me in the morning, after sending some daily love mails and some dreamin'. Did my "chores": painted some and I bailed...BLABLA &lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SmrSjVHszlI/AAAAAAAAADc/YKWrS33TaxE/s320/Photo+143.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362329810744692306" /&gt;why the hell I'm talkin' 'bout this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SO AGAIN we go. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I helped Silver to get some tech. stuff to Joosep's place- we packed MY CAR:D: By we, I have to say, I Did it, 'cause silver had to be a bitch and just boss around and give stuff to me, which was not a good plan. So after I had packed the whole car, he bitched and moaned about my packing skillz, but OW, I really didn't give a damn so much. I was in hurry to get back home and then OOFFFF TO THE PARTY. I literally had to pull him around...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When we got to his place, there was a huge tent with lighting, a stage and lots of food there. So I was like: GET THIS SHIT OFF MY CAR and I GOTTA GET BACK FAAAAAST! PRONTO!. Unpacked, I hurried home, took my three delicious beers(tequila, mojito, andsomething)- My intention was to get drunk fast, just to set the mood. So when Ott arrived with Liis and Rainer, I was SOOO READY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The party had already started. OR was in the right momentum- We jumped in, just a few sec's and The corks on the vodkas flew off. Huurreeeeyyy. Everyone had to take the first shots just to welcome our birthday boy. And so I started throwing those down my throat...Every one of those just made me overwhelmed of the party. Everyone enjoying some good music, I just flew around the set being hyperactive and all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is this tradition at Joosep's place. The birthdayboy gets thrown in the river...So MOM lurked around, found the strongest guys and PO POW!!! IN HE FLEW...Everyone laughed and new shots were filled. Like the old saying is...vodka was poured in rivers...hahaaa I mean: AUS!:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There was a huge surprise...or the SPECIAL event, I'd call it. The band for sunday's concert played there- surely as our crew consists of band members the gig started off and WOW. All the songs you know including Beat it, as long as you love me, so long nanny, oldschool...name it. All the songs that mean something for our crew were played. I danced with almost everyone I guess- can't wait for the picture material. It was such a big event. We've been playing music in our own scene for years now, but never like this. IT was just amazing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At some moment when I showed up from the woods, Joosep was calling me to do a song with me. I mean, I WAS REALLY DRUNK, but fuck it, I enjoyed the party so much and thats what really matters. We played the legendary wonderwall, every me and every you...and i guess some random jam- thank god I wasn't the only drunk one there. THanks guys! It was good to smile there:D.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So then I flew around the place again, at some moment I was drinking with some dads and then I was on a car to get from point A(joosep's place) to point B in the other end of the city...You know, Pärnu is really small, and as a habitant I know every corner...I wouldn't like to describe all the emotions...actually:D To be honest...I can't remember it very well.BUT!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We got to Liis's's's place...erm then I was in the sauna...then I talked to Liis'ss's's mom for hours...Another round of sauna and I ran off to jump in the river..WAIT. BAIL! POPOW again. The moment I stepped on the boat bridge, it was slippery, and WHAMMO I slammed on my back. But the fall wasn't that hard or I just didn't care and I stayed down there, enjoying the moment so much that I lost track of time- I didn't fall asleep. At some moment I heard people worrying already if i was dead or alive, so Ott my old buddy old Pal came to see if I'm Ok. That was the time to jump in the river instead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And erm then, some coffeee, and Then I was home. And now I'm here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I mean...I reallly really want to right it all down, but you know...I don't see straight yet and " When my mind burns, I gotta throw some thoughts away..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All in all, it was the breaking point of my summer. Now we've got this gig with mushy today- dunno whats gonna happen after it, I'll go with the flow. Tomorrow is the big event for the bedwettersmushyband- gig at reiu puhkekeskus, which is gonna be FUCKING AWESOME I tell you. And thats where this summer basically ends...Oh yeah, ott has a birthday and my mom. But from august I've got a huge change in my life. I'm a working man. See what I make out of that....random right now...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I loved the party A LOT. Loved the people. Missed one person a lot. BUT all in all. IT WAS something I have to wait for again...next year...OH MAN. can't wait.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS! SOrry for disappearing like that. Its something I do:S And yeah. this is what I look like right now:Dhaha:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SmrXO4mWteI/AAAAAAAAADs/hgKueCNNnr8/s320/Photo+145.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362334957049394658" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-6875329409202845056?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/6875329409202845056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/07/partypants.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/6875329409202845056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/6875329409202845056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/07/partypants.html' title='Partypants'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SmrSjVHszlI/AAAAAAAAADc/YKWrS33TaxE/s72-c/Photo+143.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-5660960684217723792</id><published>2009-07-23T15:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T15:41:04.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MySpace.com Blogs - Rauno MySpace Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&amp;friendId=370342721&amp;blogId=501856590"&gt;MySpace.com Blogs - Rauno MySpace Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shared via &lt;a href="http://addthis.com"&gt;AddThis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-5660960684217723792?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/5660960684217723792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/07/myspacecom-blogs-rauno-myspace-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/5660960684217723792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/5660960684217723792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/07/myspacecom-blogs-rauno-myspace-blog.html' title='MySpace.com Blogs - Rauno MySpace Blog'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-1370076916146900164</id><published>2009-07-19T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T04:52:49.094-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bedwetters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positivus Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Positivus Festival 09'</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;BIG UP FOR POSITIVUS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On thursday night( day before Positivus) I ended up clubbin'(or something like that) with my good ol' chaps. We had a good time, met some fins and I overlooked at some locals and some celebreties pulling off a "biceps championship". Maybe the fact that I'm not that muscled doesn't attract me to that kind of "sports" or its the issue of not being macho enough. But all in all, its nothing that I see everynight, so I enjoyed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I ended up pretty wasted and I only had a few hours to sleep till trippin' of to our gig at Positivus. We had set our mood for ultimate festivalling just before, so GOD DAMN how I and the other guys had waited for Positivus. We drove off like before every other gig, being EXACTLY late, so we had to step on it...or maybe I'm just paranoid. Like I said, we were so excited about the fest itself and we were supposed to be the first band of the fest, so we didn't expect a big show. But seeing the whole area for the first time and all the people..("Imagine all the people":D) FUCK! That made the festival experiance start with a huge boost.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We ran to our stage, which was pretty big and we had like 15 minutes to start with the soundcheck. I recognized some of our true fans, some other faces, but all in all, there weren't that many people. Everything taken care of, we slammed our hands together and went on stage...Song by song people gathered to see us- by the center of the show, there were so many people, that we went crazy. We did the best that we could and people enjoyed it a lot- Jumping, clapping, screaming....EMOTIONS that only an eyewitness could moreorless describe. And we got called back, so FUCK YEAH LATVIA!!!( It still pisses me off, that our backtrack system sometimes fails, but, cmon...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We got a whole lot of props for it and we really put a "WOW" on peoples faces- something that happens almost everytime, they just never see it comin'...;).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So after the show, we hit some hardcore smokes and the trippin' started. Beer- BEER- beer-...At some moment I found myself hangin' in a club tent(redbull something) and I just raved alone to somekind of jazz thingie. I bought a icecalled super special Mohijto and the raving began:D. At some point Karla saw me and we put up quite a show for the people who wouldn't dare to come along. Wohoooh, what dancers we are..hahaa. Yeah, so by the end of my drink, the woofers in that tent had killed my ears and we went off, to see what our gang was up to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We found 'em near our cars, all rollin' and shit. Heck, we just had like fuckloads of beer and we had to get rid of it somehow- I don't think throwing away was a possibility...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At somepoint me and Mihkel(I think it was M) Went to see the beach-what a view. Before you get to the beach, they have a narrow pine forest. The road goes straight through this place where all these PEOPLE were just sleeping in the dangling beds: some couples were making out, kids chillin' JEESH, I wanted to do that, but not yet. So we carried on, being all amazed and so, till we came to the beach. The beach had 4-6 bars and a few clubs. I was totally amazed...there were hundreds of people, all dancing and trippin' so I was INSTANTLY dancing:D. It was soooo cool. Everyone smiles and is just havin' the POSITIVEST time in their life:D.(Yeah I've created some words). Mihkel knows how to juggle, so we picked up some pinecones and I insisted him to teach it to me...nothing came out of it, so we just enjoyed everything THE PARADISE PARTY BEACH :Dhad to offer us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We partied a lot in our backstage, meeting all these people: The HAPPY ENDINGS guys were the best familiarization:D- an australian band, I didn't see their performance, but according to the other guys, they rocked. We drank all the beers in backstage and the next day, we got the whole blame...ROCKSTAR thing. Fuck the rules:D. But they can't do anything, but to make some publicity out of it...OH NO! We joined our forces with the australians and bought some spice from the spice tent(YEAH A SPICE TENT) and headed back to the beach to roll some joints.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some minutes later Brainstorm started their gig...I forgot to mention that we squeezed ourselves into the schedule of Brainstorm, to say a few words to them and make a picture. I got a RESPECT from REinars!:D But oh man how wasted we were by that time. As they were singing in Latvian, we were like, fuck that shit...So we took our tents and went to organize that thing, before putting a HUGE exclamation mark down for the day. I just can't describe how we do it, but every second we are somewhere(very abstract what I'm trying to say) everything ends up a massive trip. My stomache muscles are still fucked up...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The night ended with me and Ilvz trippin' our own way to the car, 'cause we planned on sleeping in the car. We got even more wasted, just the two of us and I never got to sleep. I had to struggle with not puking anywhere. I didn't, and that felt really good, but by the time I was done struggling, Hannes and Joosep Showed up, so FUCK SLEEPING. We found this estonian Dj- DJ QUEST and we just pulled off some shit, to kill the time. Its not a good idea to sleep at a fest..cmon.:D. We took the guitar, played songs from some time to time- I can't remember anything about the time, it was never a thing to worry about. People woke up and who walked by and had nothing to do, ended up chillin' with us. So we met a lot of different folk. I'd like to say hello to the guy I jammed with...some latvian/american singer...DUDE YOU ROCK!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But when estonian police showed their face, we got scared...dunno why, but we didn't feel comfortable anymore and we went to the beach again- it was just before noon and the sun was fucking HOT! We swam a few times and just checked out the beach and the people- fucking awesome!!! At the beach I really got tired,  and when I got sunburned for the tenth time, I was too wasted to stay awake anymore. So when the guys left to fetch some food, I took a powersleep in the car. I remember people walking by and saying some gibberish in latvian, but I really didn't give a F. Just this one time, when some guy came up to me, being all pissed and shit, So I made really angry face FUZZED at him, and he left...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When the guys got back, they got me 4 winers and half a bottle of ketchup. IT WAS SOO GOOD! I got some energy and the trippin' began again...actually we just sat in the shadows of the trees, till Tom called. Me and Jos had to go to an interview with some huge radio. We both were totally wasted and when we got to the press area, we were pretty amazed- it was a pretty huge thing. We managed great, met a DJ ate some ice cream...GOT back...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK since I can't remember the rest I'll cut the crap for you. Since I was too tired to stick around I jumped on Heikki's car and got back to Estonia. We had HUGE HESBURGER meal just before the border and WHOOOH...I guess I was already asleep...Again I can't remember everything so well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;POSITIVUS FESTIVAL ROCKS! The best festival experiance I've ever had. So many people to meet and so much to do. The vibe is sooooo sweet. I can't remember that I enjoyed any artist besides the DJ's in the clubs. Love it!!! I wanna say hello to all the people I met and special thanks for the staff- we really made a mess everywhere:D! SORRY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next year, I'm DEF THERE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS! The weather was FUCKING UNBELIEVABLE!!! I'm sunburnt everywhere, even my ass is, by now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll add some pics, if I get some.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-1370076916146900164?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/1370076916146900164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/07/positivus-festival-09.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/1370076916146900164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/1370076916146900164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/07/positivus-festival-09.html' title='Positivus Festival 09&apos;'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-2278143861411113191</id><published>2009-07-13T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T02:30:17.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The LEECH</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I had the weirdest dream today. There was a huge aquarium with lots of shrimp in it, but the container didn't have regular glass walls. They were made out of nothing- glittery air just around the steamy water like ingredient. So at one moment when I had gazed at the shrimp eating and doing their thing some stupid little black fishtype of thingie jumped out of it. I thought I was helpful and reached out to catch it, but that little piece of shit Leech landed straight on my thumb. I looked at the painful little motherfucker and then tryed to pull it off, but it didn't come...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't exactly remember how I got rid of it, but there was a round bloody wound on my thumb. So I gazed at the wound till I woke up...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So Now I've wondered who's been leeching my life or what am I doing wrong. Not that I truly believe in all these superstitions like dream interpreting and stuff, but why not give it a thought. Given a thought- My own thinking has been leeching all the joy from me. I'm my own leech and I guess I just gotta let myself go nutz...Last chance to get lost in this summer. I mean the summer is gonna end for me in a few weeks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its been pretty annoying to sit around and do nothing since getting back home from Helsinki. But then again, I'm on my last vacation. From August my life's gonna take a little bit of another route- I call it: catch up with life 09'. I've done loads of plans for my future, can't wait to start shooting at the stars. I've, Joosep works on the beach so, hanged out there for at least three days in a row- pretty paradise-like, when you've been away from pärnu for a quite long time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't visit my hometown this much these days. In Tallinn I feel myself more at home than here at my parents place- I guess I'm breaking away from my roots. BUT TOUGH- This crib here in Pärnu is Gonna be THE bomb, if I had to change something:D...Talk about changes...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday Me and Ilvz sat on the balcony for three hours straight and talked about life. Who would've thought you end up talking about the city plan for Pärnu or the developement sceme for the whole city as a resort or whatever we thought. We depended on some good shit, but STILL:D. Pärnu is a quite well planned place, the only effort to make this city grow into a future "best place to be in summer" is to get some young folks into the cityplanning business.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I mean who's going into politics from our friends? I know quite a few guys or some girls who are so into it. They even participate in youth politics thingthingies- don't know much about it, but I'd sure like to point some things out...NOT NOW. Another cool thing which we laughed on was where we put ourselves in 20 years:D And if been away, you come back to Pärnu, see all these new people and certainly there are loads of people you know since you were young.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...you get these abstract ideas from youknowwhat and start "making the world a better place", maybe I should get into politics...NOT haha:D(I have to save this or print...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In a few days we're heading to Latvia again with Bedwetters. Another gig/trip to a festival: This time its Positivus 09'. Thats gonna be somesort of vacation- good indie music and chillout for a day or two. Can't wait to see moby and get away from my computer. This month is gonna end as a Riot anyway- all these birthdays and other celebrations. WHooh! Crazy:D I'm a bit sad though- I really really wanted to go to Amsterdam, but we have to cancel it Due to bankruptcy. Another time...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Funny thing, Yesterday night and the Leech dream got me determined about a few things. I'm living too much in my head right now, the real world has been set aside or its on idle, and I gotta start changing that- partly the reason why I'm here, gotta get my head around that fucking leech. I'll try to get some tunes out of this old junk:&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Slr-fVabnJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Pxag9UOrUeY/s320/Photo+134.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357874520988032146" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What up Life!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;m0r5k&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-2278143861411113191?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/2278143861411113191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/07/leech.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/2278143861411113191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/2278143861411113191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/07/leech.html' title='The LEECH'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Slr-fVabnJI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Pxag9UOrUeY/s72-c/Photo+134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-2742725065375867789</id><published>2009-07-12T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T06:01:01.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What the fuck</title><content type='html'>Allright now. I'm again at my parents place, feeling all confused and depressed and I figured its a good time to clear some thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking to my mom and I'm saying that everything is so senseless. What do people do most of their freetime: Drink, smoke weed...and end up being 30 and all, and have never done nothing to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'll just go out, find my friends and chill...:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m0r5k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS! I miss the rehearsal room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-2742725065375867789?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/2742725065375867789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-fuck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/2742725065375867789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/2742725065375867789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-fuck.html' title='What the fuck'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-4717100378097903566</id><published>2009-07-01T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T23:56:51.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot summer morning- how rauno has done in these few days</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yeah, Hey there Blogsphere.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been trippin' around lately. These really hot summerdays are pushing me out of the house all the time, not that I really wanna sit around, and I end up in different- partly private beaches. Yeah its nice to just sit around and enjoy the hotness and stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On tuesday, we took a trip wiz lots of booze and something funny out of Tallinn. We sat down on the sand and played football and talked random shit that I don't even remember. We even went skinnydippin'- the water is not enjoyable yet, but that hasn't stopped me not one time:D. At some moment we ran out of booze, i dunno who drankit, and being not that drunk as desired, (It was my last challenge at getting work that day: I wanted to let some steam out, we took off to the city...by the way, day by day(it rhymes:D) I'm starting to love Tallinn more and more. Its just awesome!!! A small town with everything you could ever imagine and an amazing city view from the beaches nearby.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back to the story now...We took a bottle of ouzu from hannes place. Joked around with some russians and then headed off to the bachlor appartment of Sir ILVZ. He has a nice 4m ceiling penthouse...yep yep...and there we had to finish what we had started. Fun, stupidity and laughter and some smõukes. Very overwhelming. Finally when I tackled our stairway..whooh, Its good that I'm alive...Can't remember How I fell asleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next day started pretty early- all these days start very early you know...its so fucking hot...and these stupid road workers(I've been working on the kunder road...) are starting at 8 or smth. I just can't sleep. But as there are three different factors which disturb me:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. These stupid workers that I dunno Chainsaw the pavement...:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. The fucking hot summer hotness hot hot shitty HOT stuff&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. And as third....IT NEVER GETS DARK?!?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So thats why I'm here so early right now. Well partly because I'm nervouse of my job thingie again, but mostly the 3 things mentioned before.( I've got way to many things to say, and their all starting to stack up in one sentence, so I*M CONFUSED NOW)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;From the part the next day... Sir Ilvz picked me up and we managed a whole lot of his stuff. I just bounced around, drank some red wine and chilled out till the hickups banged in. Thats when I quit drinking... till we went to valkla beach...VERYYYY NICE evening if I do say so myself...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Basically, its a constant trip. If I wouldn't have my dearest emotions and needs to write stacking up in my head, I wouldn't meet this computer by any mean. Thank god I'm not a hippy.:D Nor a gay person. Well ok, I'm exadurating again...I really do have a life and friends and something to do here, ON the Internet and I enjoy it. Thank you&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This weekend we're heading to latvia Fonofest- I bet we're gonna have a huge gig.CAN'T WAIT TO ROCK ON STAGE. From now on, every weekend is gonna be a gig, everywhere except estonia. We get to trip a lot and meet new people and have an active vacation or some call it work. Work is something else for me. Being in a band. HoooH, its like...ME?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh oh...I got a cool pic with me mustache&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and about Jaanipäev(midsummmerfest) I already blogged this other day. Never I wanna fall asleep while driving again. HORRID!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now my dearest of dear DEER from hawaii is attending this wonderful Internet Thingthingie, I'll have a nice chat and something else with here. Check back later.&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SkxT8T8qJdI/AAAAAAAAABw/V9GHEdnatwE/s320/jaanipäiv.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353746352648627666" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its pretty neat right now. I'm very relaxed and waiting to go check my mom at her place in Pärnu. I'll have an oldschool hometown vacation bit coming in some few hours.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can't wait. All the guys are already there...Some rehearsals, people, club sugar(they tell me its really good now), and everyone hangin out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LIFE IS GOOD-when your anus isn't bleeding&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;see you diary.blog, or whoever you are to wake my writing skillz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;m0r5k&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-4717100378097903566?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/4717100378097903566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/07/hot-summer-morning-how-rauno-has-done.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/4717100378097903566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/4717100378097903566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/07/hot-summer-morning-how-rauno-has-done.html' title='Hot summer morning- how rauno has done in these few days'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SkxT8T8qJdI/AAAAAAAAABw/V9GHEdnatwE/s72-c/jaanipäiv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-3090868267110596760</id><published>2009-06-29T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T10:26:01.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today I learned, that never touch your zit on a hot summer day:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, its my last day to worry about my "getting a job challenge". I'm fucked up nervous, but as my presentation is already sent, What can I do. Tomorrow is the big day and after that...well we'll see If I'm gonna be a huge CEO one day or I'm bound to be a musician with nothing but my sponsors. OK OK OK Everything is good, I just love being overdramatic from time to time...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just came from BW practice, Jeesh it was nice. Yesterday night I recorded some material of our rehearsal and SHIT, I wish I had a studio already- we'd produce 3 albums a year. AT LEAST. " Ma lähen metsa elamaaaa..." The new songs are just amazing. SO different. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just this afternoon I enjoyed some sun and shared a lot of thoughts of life and relationships with my dearest of deer friend(hahaha:D joker...) But yeah, I cleared my thoughts and stuff... But now I know whats buggin' me. ME! Stupid me. get the fuck...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been busy working on getting this job and all I do is sit around, worry about this and that miss some people and all. I guess that was the depressing time between concerts. Its just amazing what freakin' summer it all of the sudden has become:D. Who would've guessed. But one thing I don't understand. I just came home, took a shower and to my amazement....my tan has been tanned off:D How the hell:!?!?!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aLLLLUUUU...I just talked to my very good friend Allu, who is trippin' around the world. I really miss him...he's been away for too long, but what the heck:D at least he enjoys life in a different way. The time he comes back, Omfg. I guess we gotta sit down, for at least 10 days and talk about his trip. Can't wait.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I actually had shitloads of good thoughts I wanted to write about, but somehow...I can't remember 'em anymore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SEX SELLS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-3090868267110596760?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/3090868267110596760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-i-learned-that-never-touch-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/3090868267110596760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/3090868267110596760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-i-learned-that-never-touch-your.html' title=''/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-3713226411971333573</id><published>2009-06-28T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T08:50:09.039-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teenagers'/><title type='text'>Sitting around and working</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yesterday...all my troubles seemed so far away...:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No Yesterday I was at my friend Kaarels birthday. It was nice to meet new people and see those you don't see everyday. Most of them are band members in local bands and we've been hanging out on some concerts and stuff....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I kind of realized I'm getting older(daa, people really do grow older day by day) and some things aren't that thrilling anymore. I was behaving till all the adults(most of em) were gone...or maybe I should say till the rest got really drunk and then, I started off with heavy drinkin'. Well thank god I only drank Beer, elsewhy I wouldn't remember anything...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;enough of that. Besides a lot of chatter on some dudes fucked up relationship problems and some girls going nuts with alcohol- I loved the music selection. It was bound to be that way, 'cause everyone was pretty hardcore there.:D So I only had to Crank up The volume once...The others were pretty keen into doing it also..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At some moment I just coggled around and looked at the situation, what was going on. Its funny...the legendary party scene after midnight. All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom....:D no really. GUys and boys- just say, I wanna have sex and do it and never talk about it again. Those stupid games....Well noo, don't be so simple...I wouldn't have anything to laught at:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At 4 in the morning when I finally got home, I was too drunk to talk or do anything. I just collapsed in my bed and passed out...missing some hardcore sex action.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've had a busy working day today...I gotta find something else or my brains malfunctions and I'll jump out of the window.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Keep it real gangstah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh yeah, and this was the present for kaarel! Happy B DAY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SkeRFumPBGI/AAAAAAAAABo/gIVK5lM5jlA/s320/Photo+58.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352406209746895970" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-3713226411971333573?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/3713226411971333573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/06/sitting-around-and-working.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/3713226411971333573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/3713226411971333573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/06/sitting-around-and-working.html' title='Sitting around and working'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SkeRFumPBGI/AAAAAAAAABo/gIVK5lM5jlA/s72-c/Photo+58.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-1199526561109726313</id><published>2009-06-27T02:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T03:13:54.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Day/INSOMNIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Damn. IT was so nice these last days: sunny weather, fucking hot and damn it was nice. NOw its all yacky and wet again...BUt then again, if you look further in the sky- the sun is about to come out later on. So its gonna be really nice evening.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TOday is Kaarel's birthday- some heavy shit houseparty today:mhm. Can't wait.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Only damn thing is, I'm so excited of my work, Monday is the deadline and Tuesday: presentation day. I'm feeling already really really nervous. And I dunno...it seems that its quite pointless to create an social media campaign for every job you're given. Like masters of SM have said: A good social campaign deminshes a shitty product...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But, I'm not saying i've got shitty products, just that i'm in a kind of a mess right now. I can't figure out...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Soon enough, this will be over and band touring starts again, and at some point I gotta get away to amsterdam...then I'm prepared for september... Oh wait a sex...There is August between somewhere. SHIET! I guess that month will be a new tattoo month and lots of trippin' with the band and shit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stuff and shit is my today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But the bigger worry that sets deeper in me is my insomnia problem. Every fucking night, I may even stay up for over 24 hours, I go to bed and finito. Nothing happens. MY head is so full of ideas about every kind of bullshit- women, work, band, buildings, chairs...just about anything, If I keep my eyes closed I start wondering around in different pictures in front of my eyes. If I open my eyes, I find just about whatever to think about.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Most of the time I'm really pissed because I can't sleep. I just can't find the inner comfort to get to sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lately I discovered earplugs. From some googled article I found out, that by creating white noise(with earplugs), you calm down and should sleep. NOP. The thoughts calm down, but still...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First of all, I breathe really fast, then I calm a bit down, and start falling asleep and then, when I'm just on the boarder of disneyland and reality FUCK HAPPENS. All these thoughts plunder from zykeswille and fuckedom breaks loose. Fuckedom is my freakin' worst nightmare. I don't sleep, but i'm really tired, I toss and turn in my huge bed and throw the pillows around like a moron. I try to sleep with my boxers, then without...I try sleeping under the blanket and then on top of...nothing seems to help.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank god my mom has subscriptions for some medicine...I use some, and go to sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even IF I wake up early enough, I still find it really hard to get to sleep the next night...I maybe as tired as fuck, but NO! No sleep for rauno. Its pointless...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thats How is sit in all these social networks and try out all these widgets just to pass the time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Offspring: "I've got a bad habit, Yeaha, yeaha, and it won't go away..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;rauno&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-1199526561109726313?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/1199526561109726313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/06/rainy-day.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/1199526561109726313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/1199526561109726313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/06/rainy-day.html' title='Rainy Day/INSOMNIA'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-5561573232129657467</id><published>2009-06-26T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:31:10.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>M0r5k and Tibu: this time its different</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yesterday night was something different. Went took a bag of spice and headed off for a little walking trip in Tallinn Old Town. The nice warm summer wind and the sun setting into the night, just wonderful. Tallinn is awesome.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We took some bears and walked just with no special route. We had quite a lot of discussions, but the most touched one was, how life has turned out and "we're almost in some deep shit, if we're planning to stay as we are". We kind of need something more...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah, got that freakin' tone into our mind, we wondered off to see "the statue of liberty" which was opened a few days ago. It was really overwhelming to stand in front of such a beautiful thing. All the people there...and the thing with it: Its freaky that everyone talked about touching it, and when I got there, I had to touch it myself. I felt somekind of weird power in it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So we headed of the route I walked one night...In hell hunt with took our second beers- dark hell hunt keg beer. Now I've got a favorite beer to drink, when I'm trippin' in the Old Town. Like rootbeer once, when I was really young, and my dad used to bring it home. OFcourse In the middle of the crowd I had to start laughing and fuck yeah I spilled some dark beer on my white gangsta Tshirt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"What the hell, a stain on your shirt...pfff, grow up"...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well then we took a pack of sweet almonds and just sat down in the middle of townhall. We just watched all the people and we didn't even talk too much. We were both pretty worried about shit thats going on...But we were happy at the same time. I just don't know whats the problem...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When we had toured the whole town, we finally went for a last beer in Hell Hunt. Again, the conversations ended quite quickly. I saw mario had a really worried look on him, so did I. We sat on the pub stool and just looked at the waitresses, how they were working etc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Really weird night, but when we were on our way back home, smoked our last joint, we just laughed for the rest of tartu mnt. Its always windy there and the wind is so warm right now, it felt so relaxing. We both were really drunk by that time, legs felt like macaronies, but we managed to reach home, safe and sound. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I headed straight to bed...NO SLEEP, took some drops- SLEEP. But fuck, its like 7:30 now and what the fuck am I supposed to do this early. I mean, I can't sleep...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All in all it was very nice to feel the warm feeling of loving your city. Seeing people do their thing, but most of the time, worries got the hold of me, and I'm pretty sure Tips wasn't very happy of anything also...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess we gotta go back to our routine: "Party till you pass out, drink till your dead..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank god kaarel has a birthday today, I'm thinking of letting some steam out...but fuck I can't gotta stay focused on my work... the deadline is dropping and I gotta be ready.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;FUCKFUCKFUCK&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(we weren't like a bunch of stressballs, but all the laughter ended quite quickly...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-5561573232129657467?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/5561573232129657467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/06/m0r5k-and-tibu-this-time-its-different.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/5561573232129657467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/5561573232129657467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/06/m0r5k-and-tibu-this-time-its-different.html' title='M0r5k and Tibu: this time its different'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-5483290008356226617</id><published>2009-06-25T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T08:08:06.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMMER MIDDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SkOSYzcxsGI/AAAAAAAAABY/ifcT8ySFkVE/s1600-h/Photo+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SkOSYzcxsGI/AAAAAAAAABY/ifcT8ySFkVE/s320/Photo+121.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351281737071702114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The national holiday, summer midday, every estonian on the planet knows it, parties on it and party means drinking...&lt;p&gt;This year we(bedwetters) had a gig in Metsavenna talu in võrumaa, where mihkel's uncle has a huge farm with all the tourist comforts ever. We were the youngest and earliest band(just to party the rest of the day) and the rest of the bands were estonian legends: ROck Hotel, Terminaator, Voldermar Kuslap and as the super dj- märt rannamäe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As the pact of BW goes, we never drink before a gig, except kark, but this time we all had to taste the homebrew of metsavenna talu: "metsakohin". Its a about 70 degree strong drink. We all had about 2cl of it and WOOOOOOHOOOOOWWWW, I was already drunk:D, just unbelievable what that shit does to you, but if felt good and byt the time we had to go on stage, everything was good enough. I just kept reminding myself, I have to keep the pace normal, it don't want blackouts again...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So the gig was pretty chill, no crowds or anything, just a welcome band thing. " I've played a million other shows with only family and friends..." The crowd seemed to like it, but to keep in mind that all these estonian legends were to step on the stage...phah:D I wouldn't have bothered to even go to the fest by that time...WHICH means, but the time we finished with our show, there were like 10 times more people than when we went on. approx 3-4 thousand people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was an amazing sight for me, I didn't expect anything like that. We took off to our sauna side, with a huge tubbath, 2crates of bear and 5 litres of homebrew, and the party started: WELCOME MIDDAY. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For at least 4 years in a row it has rained on midday, but this year it was perfect- still is perfect. We drank, had fun, chilled out, from sauna to the river, from the river to the tub and so on so on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;During the night I met a whole of people who inspired me in so many ways. I've lived in my "big city life" world and never seen life in this light. All the country people are way more relaxed and different that I coud just sit, listen and maybe even interact, but as a total freelance one night country person. They all were so friendly and minding their own business. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;UH UH. At some point, me mihkel and olla were at the tub(around 4 in the morning) and reporter(cameraman) just out of the blue ended up filming us in the tub. JEEESH mihkel was like a small rally boat with his head in the water and me and olla had to act straight(i mean in our manners not gayness straight:D), but things turned out fine and we weren't shown on tiivii.. JEESH:D I would of pity'd mihkel a lot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the tub we went back to the front of our shed. Everyone had gathered and talked a lot of shit about everything, you know drunk people:D. A lot of fun. And suddenly out of nowhere THE MAIN STAR JOOSEP showed up with 5 girls:D(at least). He hadn't had a drink or a joint for a month, but now he couldn't refuse the country vibe. I saw him only two times or three. First after the concert: the sober joosep; around 22: the pretty funny and drunk joosep; and then around 5: the FUCKEDUP JOOSEP:Dhahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We laughed our asses off when these girls brought Josh home and said:" take your joosep", we all were like HAhahahahhahahhahahahahhahahahhahahahahahaha:D And had our laughs on him, He just didn't understand anything anymore. So we yanked him up on his bunker and he never changed a position.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After chilling in front of our house we took the HIllboard and headed up the big hill behind our house. Me and mario were pretty awesome with it. Its just like a snowboard. IT WAS SO AWESOME, everyone with a touch of a snowboard should try it out. Man we owned. Mihkel was a bit fortunate to make a powerslide and some random dude hit the floor with at least doing 15. FAIL. And that definetly hurt. Stupid fuck, don't go bouncing off the floors with the skills you don't have.(I'm have to start up rhyming:D).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At some moment we drank with MR. Märt Rannamäe, freaky guy...and I stole his mustache...:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ARound 5 or 6 everyone passed out, but me having tons of allergies and shit, I went to search for some action. I found a lot of friends, Heiki the barbeque man and....erm its kind of hard to remember all the names right now, I guess its because of the homebrew... Anyway the whole time I was so amazed of everything around, even the two fights I saw were SO AWESOME:D They had a fight, and thats it, and talked normally after that...In tallinn or pärnu, people would've stabbed eachother and the rest of the gang would have made dust from the dead guy... STUPID FUCKERS.( but if you go fighting in võrumaa you gotta yelll ONE ON ONE..LETS DO IT ONE ON ONE. ONE ON ONE MAN, LETS SET IT STRAIGHT ONE ON ONE...and tens of times more the same...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I hanged out with everyone who was awake and ofcourse I stopped drinkin around then, I was to be the driver the next day... I saw Ilmar and Raul the main guys from the village(stupid word). I now know that Raul hasn't had sex for 10 years or maybe never. And Ilmar is a huge singin' bird:D Funny guys. Usually Ilmar sings in front of the small store there, but I don't know why this time was different.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Around 9 I woke up the rest of my gang. Everyone was so cranky and stuff, but NOP not me, so onebyone everyone woke up and the most chill- beautiful day began. We laied in the sun most of the day, and the time just stood still. An amazing thing which I've never encountered in my life. And then was the time when mihkel should've asked me: " SO ARE WE COMING BACK NEXT YEAR", like he asked me ten times before, but I never gave him an answer. BUt YES, now I will definetly go again. At least for the "metsakohin" which I ended up callin "metsakutsu".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We bathed in the sun and laughed on random thoughts. I was totally braindead and I couldn't sleep 'cause of all the action going on. We just laied in our place and people randomly chilled by and even stopped to tell their stories. Everyone "was a best pal" had talks and laughs and they headed off somewhere. It was really nice to see people be good and caring for a change. One thing I really do miss is My lady of my heart...I could've made that precious person so happy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before heading back, kristjan made a good "prank" I forgot his carkeys in the trunk...I guess his car is still there. I drove the car back, and OMFG, Twice I fell asleep while driving. thank god we're alive. BUt everything turned out fine and I learnt a very important lesson...Sleep before you drive:D I stayed up till yesterday 20.00 waiting for a special someone, but my mind burnt and I had to throw some thoughts away so I headed to bed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now I'm sitting here, soon going back to Tallinn, and I gotta start working- although all these emotions are screaming to write a song, but I can't right now...So ME and my main PÄTU are chilling out for some hours more, before I head back to my real life. Its so nice outside, all the sun and warmth, A perfect summer! I hope it won't end very soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's the pic I made yesterday:&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SkOSlh-LrVI/AAAAAAAAABg/btY7sf_iBJI/s320/Photo+118.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351281955718278482" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope you all enjoyed your summer midday, I did. I'm very sexy tanned now and emotionally very chilled.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a nice evening guys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life is awesome.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-5483290008356226617?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/5483290008356226617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-midday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/5483290008356226617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/5483290008356226617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-midday.html' title='SUMMER MIDDAY'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SkOSYzcxsGI/AAAAAAAAABY/ifcT8ySFkVE/s72-c/Photo+121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-9010964137990390698</id><published>2009-06-22T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T06:01:48.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fiesta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Sj93Ehk23CI/AAAAAAAAAA4/v7sJ169ztRI/s1600-h/Photo+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Sj93Ehk23CI/AAAAAAAAAA4/v7sJ169ztRI/s320/Photo+116.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350125801955580962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The annual costume birthday party of sir Kaarel Maide(MAYDAY).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday I blogged how I did shit before going to the party. I wasn't that excited in the first place,but the party itself turned out a fuckin riot! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This year Maide had organized the big shed into a fucking CLUB- would you belive that- Lights, smoke machines, freakin' loud music. And the best thing...there were so many guests(19 plus minus 5 carloads to be exact).For the scene to be exactly like planned, we had to dress up as hillbillys- I'll show some pictures later...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had a chance to lend a cool chrysler voyager with a empty back(for getting a good sleep). SO we took off with Hannes and the rest of the crew(sander, tibu, etc), getting some drinks on our way out of town. I just bought a saku fourpack, the others bought crates of beer and shit..I was like, wow shit...not for me, I'm gonna be an angel, which ended up me drinking everyone else's stash:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had serious laughter and conversations with gannes and when we arrived, we weren't definetly the first ones nor the last ones nor the clearest ones. But OH what a scene opened to us...Haha an unbelievable crew of fucking hardcore hillbillys, in their stripe dresses....just about anything you'd imagine one hillbilly in estonia would look like or anywhere else. And everyone just acted up to everything, it was just a fucking theater:D. YOU GUYS ROCK!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the laughter, there were lots of drinks, games, fun and funny things to smoke:D. Now! I was the first one to start of with the wicked dancing in the shed- i knew that later on, I'd have lots of other shit to do...Oh man its just not enough to write this...My own emotions aren't clear enough...or is it my weak mind which was somehow tranquilized:D.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, at some moment around 4 I was prepared to kill the chicken. What chicken....YEh, the main character. The main event- Jürgen and the other ninjas gave Kaarel a chicken for the birthday gift(YES an alive chicken straight from the farm), and the plan was to kill it, grill it and do stuff to it. BUT FOR FUCKSAKE, some idiot animal lover just released it. DAMN YOU HIPPIES!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well that was the que for me to go to sleep. I rolled up in my badass chrysler with no back seats, sent a MISS YOU MESSAGE off to hawaii and headed off to dreamy land...Next thing- the fucking sun was already too hot and so was no air in the car. So i figured, why not go to the swamp and sunbath a bit. So I planned to takes some chicks and go, but only Jaanikas was willing to come see the making of the porn movie...and we took off with the boat. Some guys were still there from last night, drinking: they were filming "Anaconda 3- the most expensive estonian porn movie evermade":D...But at some point they realized that, no movie can be made with no alcohol in their hand, so they left.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I backflipped the damn swamp and chilled for a few hours in hot steaming sun. Yeah i'm much more tanned than before(NOT GAY!)But what the fuck is up with me and the mosquito's they don't even bite, they just piss me off and chill on my head...AND DAMN I DON'T STINK!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But when we got back, dad had called my phone a million times(which ended up batterydead) and I had to go home, he needed the car. Here comes the funny rest...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the party and everything was very succesful. Memories for me were- I handeled everybody for 10 minutes and then changed the gang...:D so i got to be a friend of everybody again:D. BUT. from sleeping in the car something stayed turned on and my battery was empty--that gotten handeled we drove off till our gastank was empty..FUCK. And the worst thing, me and hannes got stopped exactly on a sewage hole...IT stank worse than my hangover fart..Öak.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So being in a totally stupid situation, still drunk and driving...OMFG We just laughed on our stupidity and shit. BUt NOW i'm home, I've written my journey and still sunbathing:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just don't know if its fun to read this- the pictures are gonnna be way better. But my emotions are just fucking awesome.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THANKS KAAREL! YOUR BIRTHDAYS ARE ALWAYS THE BEST!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and oh oh. Estonian nature is rad! DAMN YOU HIPPIES!!!!I almost got to stab a chicken...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and much love to hawaii!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;peace yall&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;rauno nd Pätu&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll add some pictures if I get 'em:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Sj99NOG5mLI/AAAAAAAAABI/HfDmHXdTbO4/s320/OgAAAMDg_nl7ISdEX17jGuRwUd-8YWtD1jWitgHgHu5ktgvCIoYPN9Oa1KrvNXQrKxovBAJ_t0nuthcYurJ1XxpdI9gAm1T1UNpzD_ZhGfvG5J5_i9FPIwUYZPDL.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350132548418246834" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-9010964137990390698?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/9010964137990390698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/06/fiesta.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/9010964137990390698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/9010964137990390698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/06/fiesta.html' title='The Fiesta'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Sj93Ehk23CI/AAAAAAAAAA4/v7sJ169ztRI/s72-c/Photo+116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-7326986829604750971</id><published>2009-06-21T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T06:43:44.006-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='president'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><title type='text'>giving a hand to my parents and being a president</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;As I've already hyped being at my parents place up to the 5th level of heaven, I spent a whole day trippin' with my dad. I shared my thoughts and objective ideas on my work and he helped me out- back at him- I helped him out with ideas how to finish their kitchen and stuff...we ended up tripping everywhere and talked also about anything. It was really nice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The last time I left from Pärnu, we hugged and I suddenly realized that I have to spend every moment I have with them and make a positive memory of it all...they're old you know. But Like I've already tons of times have repeated myself- its really nice to help out here and do chores, its still a vacation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just finished mowing the lawn and most of time I brainfunctioned the idea, why people are jelous and not proud. If I was a president, I'd use any mean to make my people proud of what they do and what the others do to make up unique nation. At the moment, as my thoughts and the people around me make up, people want to go away from here. Escape this land just to find other porrige mountains and fun everywhere else. But why not start from oneself and change. Its like WOM someone tells you a positive story/emotion and you go seek the same emotion from the same place...And ETC. So thats how the mountain grows.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe I'm getting too wonderous with my thoughts...Maybe everything is just too sweet for me...well not everything I miss Kairi and my sis.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;About my sis, I've learned the thing, I've had a sister for 21 years, but I've never known her. It makes me sad. But thats what happens if your country doesn't provide you enough to compete with your dreams...Thank god times have changed. Now idiots can even go to finland and build some shit just to make a tribal tattoo on their biceps and then drink the rest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm just feeling the family importance on my neck. It feels super good, but then again, bring a lot of worries- I want everyone to feel perfect, then can I rest. ooh oho hoh WAIT. I gotta see and do everything to tell stories...or rather do and share everymoment of what I've experianced- if I'm not alone, it gives lot more credibility:D hahaha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok now I gotta wash myself and fetch off to the siesta. IS gonna be awesome.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And ally! Do come back soon, I've got so many stories, but they all are fading...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks for everything MOM and DAD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;rauno&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-7326986829604750971?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/7326986829604750971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/06/giving-hand-to-my-parents-and-being.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/7326986829604750971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/7326986829604750971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/06/giving-hand-to-my-parents-and-being.html' title='giving a hand to my parents and being a president'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5763270997446884846.post-8730608206732262973</id><published>2009-06-20T06:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T07:05:23.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So, now I've done my own bloggerspot. I guess I'm gonna share my thoughts and painintheass's here and share them later on to myspace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Unfortunatly I already wrote something in my myspace blog...I'm a lazy fucker, I'll copy just this one...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its so good to be at my parents place. So many good memories, but then again, in the present- peaceful, beautiful, quiet, birds singin, the wind is making the trees talk(very naturistic bullshit, but I like it here)... just the thing that, its totally different from the regular PEACE you get in a city like tallinn, not a big city...but the biggest I've lived in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And its just amazing how many weddings I've seen today. They, according to the the tradition, rally around the city and honk around. A few years back, I would have jumped in front of the main vechicle( I love these words:D) and...you know got some liquor, but now its just cool to look at those happy people. Wonder if they're poppin' pillz to:Dhahaha. NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My good friends keeps calling me from finland, his having a great time there, most of the time he's rather drunk and elfish all over, he's fun!:D Wish you were back mario!(for those who don't know him: he is on the front cover in the middle of BW album also my best friend and I live with him...NO WE'RE NOT GAY, just poor.) Some big fiestas are coming up these few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Coming back to the vacation bit in pärnu, its really nice to have my parents running for me: fetching strawberries and mom making stuff to make me all fat and chubby:D. Every now and then its nice. Love it! And my main dog PÄTU, oh man, did we sunbathe together today. Yeah its nice. I must say again I LOVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I was lying in the sun, I started comparing the pro's and con's of pärnu and some other REAL RESORT, I couldn't decide if it would be better to endure 40degree fucking sun or a nice seabreeze from time to time(I'm a little bucktooth) or what...,'cause the nature here is really something different.(I really gotta start ignoring the "really" word)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh! And yesterday I visited Taavi at his new place- some kind of camp thing with every possible comfort...It was awesome. TAAVi is awesome too:D- he's got a huge beard now:D It was pretty hard to get to the soundcheck today, with getting only a fewhour sleep...At least the gig was fun:D I hope all the graduation people did enjoy our song.HAPPY HAPPY DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now i'm sitting with my new cool haircut..Chillin', waiting for some food, Thinking of my nice life and enjoying every little second of it!&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Sjzsd0GlNqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mBQRuB607eE/s200/Photo+114.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349410454355916450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;...phone..noway i'm lending my XBOX...stupid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok. I'll get back to this some other time, I guess i've written everything in me...or not.&lt;br /&gt;Wish you were here.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;m0r5k&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll be bloggin more often now...This eases my stupid mind for not overheating my brainfunctions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS! And how the hell can I add a picture?!?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GOTIT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5763270997446884846-8730608206732262973?l=m0r5k.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/feeds/8730608206732262973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-first-one.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/8730608206732262973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5763270997446884846/posts/default/8730608206732262973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://m0r5k.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-first-one.html' title='My first one...'/><author><name>m0r5k</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02153678986269925126</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/SjztOMLB-OI/AAAAAAAAAAY/HxBLrPRnBQ8/S220/emorunkkar.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pHb0bXBsBz0/Sjzsd0GlNqI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mBQRuB607eE/s72-c/Photo+114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
