Becoming a Pro Or: How Fuzz Installed Straplocks

Does this sound stupid?
ehhh I don't care.
On 7th July a postman showed up (finally) and gave me a little parcel. It's address on the back showed that this thing is from UK.
There was my oh-so-new guitar strap and a pair of straplocks in it. I searched in my dad's boxes of random stuff and found some screwdrivers, etc. and took them. At that time I knew - I will not die of boredom.

I'm actually glad about the result.
Straplocks work perfectly.
And this proves that Fuzz has balls to do a lot of cool things ;)

Take care!

As fuzzy as hell,

Fuzz x

Here's a song which fits my mood perfectly

new blog appearance #2

The summer has begun so I decided to freshen up appearance of this blog.
Actually the songs of Arcade Fire gave the idea of changing this blog. Also, it's been almost a year since I've changed something. Changes are good, aren't they? But I didn't change the header. I just love it too much!!!
AND, if I randomly (as always) get a brainstorm, then I will change the background more often.

xxx
Fuzz

Fuzz goes investigating: a face of a purrfect man

Randomly, I decided to find out if there is such thing as "an ideal type of men's face"
I found five photos of men who looked nice to me. I used their face shapes, eyes, noses, lips and their hair only once and put them in random order.
So, using my photoshoping skills, I mixed their features and made five different men.
....Here are my results:

He looks sort of like a typical Lithuanian guy (in a bad way, of course) 

a-la bohemian artist

He is my favorite because he looks like an owl (???)

Actor of cheap comedies 

the shitting model

Fuzz goes straight to the conclusion:
They all look.... erm... weird to me, so I think there isn't such thing as "an ideal type of men's face".
If you try to make a good looking man out of from many other photos, you will never get the good looking one. It's because that every man and every person in this world is unique. They are unique in their own way.




Experiment two: a very ideal man
All you need is:
*a random victim with his/hers own opinion (I chose my sister);
*a computer;
*the internet;
*googling skills;
*photos of nice men;
*photoshoping skills;
*photo editing software.

She chose different men's face features, clothes and background she liked the most.

Result:

I don't know how about you, but I think he has something missing. Maybe it's the face but I don't know. He looks just too weird.... what do you think?


P.S. I want to apologize my sister for bothering her with this stuff :P She was shocked with the results but in bad way (maybe she had a few nightmares :D).


cheers!
xxx
Fuzz

Today is my 9th Martian b-day!!!!!

hehe, yep.... when there's any kind of celebration, I WILL surely celebrate it :D
so, today I turned 9 on Mars *party*. 

One Martian year is 687 days.

One Martian day: 1 day, 37min, 23s

If you're interested, go to this website to find out how old you are on the rest of planets of Solar system ;P

I'm Feeling F**king great

sitting here and faffing around...

weird outburst of emotions and inspiration

Today. I. Wrote. A. Song. Yesterday. I. Did. That. Again. Tonight. I. Will. Do. That. Either.
Maybe I just need to wait until the night when the best ideas come into my head.
And again, I'll go to bed 'early'.
Also my emotions are very weirdly unstable...
... I had a weird dream of a guy who was my neighbor and he was obsessed with band called 'Bombay Bicycle Club'. I was pretending that I'm obsessed with them as same as he. He wanted me to visit him every day and made me read every single magazine with them. That guy was sleeping on the couch covered with magazines... Also he had a secret entrance to the underground world... Oh, weird.... when i woke up I thought 'WTF?!?'
Also I don't like my neighbors who are living beneath my flat 'cuz they are WAY TOO LOUD. Even now I hear them running around...

Nice photo from the past...

Things will get better soon, won't they?

"Sometimes I feel so fucked up with everything. I am so tired of failing, feeling sadness... When will this period of darkness end? Sometimes, or more likely, usually, I start laughing. Not because it's funny; I laugh of despair. My laugh is filled with sadness because I do not know what to do..."

"Believe. Believe in the future," somebody has said to me..

These were short extracts from my real-life diary.

... and this song is in my head right now. Don't know why but it keeps me feeling positive about everything

Smith Westerns - All Die Young

My Drawings Or: How I'm enjoying going to bed 'early'

Last night I could't sleep, so I decided to draw something and I ended up with a bunch of sketches and few a-la Tim Burton style drawings. I went to bed kinda early, at about 2am. It IS early to me :D Anyway, last night was really productive :D

Here are my favourite drawings:

half woman-half skeleton

a walk in the dark

another post or: how I'm dying of boredom

so, it's been a long time since I wrote something here. What's been new? I guess nothing. Except that this week my town's scout group (I'm a member of it) were going to kindergarden of disabled children. It was nice to do some good jobs before Christmas...
But talking about christmas... It's 3rd of December, right? So, it means Christmas is near? Oh God...
Everything's repeating and I don't feel the Christmas spirit again. But who cares. My family's watching the first  part of 'Home Alone'. And it's every year. Christmas lost it's spirit many years ago. Well, it's just my opinion.
Tomorrow I'm gonna go to thrift stores just to buy some cool stuff. Oh, God, bless the thrift stores and markets!!! People who think they are stupid are just so mean, for example, last week I bought a-la military style jacket for very cheap price :D Sometimes I like being different is an advantage! And it's SO TRUE.
I also, finished my old diary... Too bad. But now I'm writing in my own diary which I made from scratch.
Oh, soon I'll go watch a movie with Johnny Depp.

In my head is playing  this song by David Bowie. I think he's a legend! (Oh, I'd love to buy glasses like the ones which David Bowie is wearing on the video :D)

Ground control to major Tom

Ground control to major Tom

Take your protein pills and put your helmet on

Ground control to major Tom

'till you're superpowerless...

Sunday, 14th November, 2010. 1:25pm. Freaking cold. Drinking 4th cup of tea. Soon it will be my 5th cup. Tea almost lost it's flavour. I think I'll add one more teabag in cup. Or I'll change the cup...
I wanna eat chocolate. There isn't any...... I ate it yesterday when I had the so-called 'Bad Hair Day'
My room is total mess. I like that. But my mom doesn't. I don't care after all...
I wish the time would go slower... So, what can you find on my table? keys, phone, mp3 player, thermometer, lots of tissures, papers, two books, old magazines, gloves, black nail polish, a banana, scissors, air heater, photocamera, loads of wires, pen, pins, two cups, brushes, loads of other stuff...

my 5th cup of tea

one song is stuck in my head... It fits my mood perfectly. It's 'Superpowerless' by The Kills...

Take a drink of my red wine
I've got enough to go around,
Take a drink of mine
I've got enough to go around.

'Till you're drunk 'till you're high 'tlil you're fake, 'tlil you're crushed.

Come into my shipwreck
Half the time we just sit around,
Talkin' shit over sour milk
Waitin' for the rain to come down.

'Till you're drunk 'till you're high 'till you're fake 'till you're crushed 'till you're red 'till you're superpowerless.

Take the weight off my mind
I got enough to slow you down,
Take a cut of mine-oh-mine
I've got enough to go around.
Leave me when you're giving in
when you're last little lie is out,
I'll show you just how dark it gets
When the sun really does go down.

'Till you're drunk 'till you're high 'till you're fake 'till you're crushed 'till you're red 'till you're superpowerless.

'Till you're drunk 'till you're high 'till you're fake 'till you're crushed 'till you're dead 'till you're superpowerless.

Everythiiiing is okaaayy
If everythiiiing stays the saaaame.

'Till you're drunk 'till you're high 'till you're fake 'till you're crushed 'till you're red 'till you're superpowerless. 

a short note from me

Sci-fi in soviet era. Part four

This is the last part. I believe there were more comics. Unfortunately, other magazines were lost...

Translation:
"Turn on transcosmic engines! We had moved!"
"Destination - blue coast. We came into magnetical field which mazed us."
"At least, solid ground. Lozenge, measurements!"
"Gravitational fiels - 1,1. Bioenvironment is suitable for mutations and psychopathological... Everything's clear: stay here for eleven minutes without scafander and you'll gonna be schyzophrenic".
"Or maybe genius?"
"Do the leakage test!"
"What an interesting cactussy (erm.. cactus)!"
"Lozenge, go back! You'll mire us again."
"Faster to the glaider!"

THE end
Hope you've enjoyed those four posts ;)


AND here's the cartoon from the same soviet magazine :D It's called "Adventures of Micky Ridicky ":

All the best,
Simona

Sci-fi in soviet era. Part three

Here's the part three:

Translation:

"I see the light. They're probably there."
"Regai!"
"Regai, we came here to save you". "I didn't ask for help". "???" "Damn, can I at least concentrate in nature or not?!" "Regai, you are out of your mind". "Two more years and I...."
"Regai, we are leaving the day after tomorrow!"
"Out, stupids!"
"Regas gone mad." "I think I'm starting to understand him, captain."
"Where are people?"
"Not a soul in sight. We need to check the ship, though."

another post to say I'm back

well helo! how are you doin'? I'm doin' kinda good...

Also, my two-day-long journey had finished. I came back home on Thursday evening. It was a pitty lo leave the city, but I was really homesick too. I've visited some shops, nice places, parks, I even visited  the Cross mount.
It's in Siauliai. The Cross mount is a place with LOTS of crosses... It's a favourite place of piligrims (erm... despite the fact that I'm not religious), blah blah blah, and it's an authentic place 'cuz nowhere in the world there aren't such places like that...

The first day was shopping day... My sister and I visited some shops, supermarkets, etc... We went to the city park on evening... When I saw "The Golden Boy square" I thought that I've come to the village 'cuz the grass was about one meter long. I think it was even longer... in some parts of city, people were cutting the grass with scythes and transporting it with tractors... erm... yeah, and this is called "THE City". Just purrrrfect...

This is the famous "The Golden Boy square" with enormous grass (yeah, it's me on background...):

also, we've visited the... park (?) with a nice iron fox:

Then, I've spent night in hostel, where my sister lives when she's studying at university. Here's the view from My room's window:

After taking this picture we've watched football on TV. Spain didin't win...

Next day we've continued shoppings and ranblings around the city. I was really amazed by sounds of fighter planes flying around the city. "They are for safety," my sister explained. When another fighter plain flied followed by very loud sound, I said that it was amazing. My sister answered: "what? again? I just don't hear them". It was nice experience, though.

Later we've visited The Cross mount... Last time I've been there was about 6 years ago...
here are few photos from there:

and here's the last picture I made on that day:

HUGS 'n' KISSES,
Fuzz