Update.

I´m tired.
My head is throbbing.
Migraine.
A whole day of hangover.
And I got one step closer to skin cancer.
I burned my back sleeping in the sun.
And so did my brother too.
What have I been doing.
Took my brother & gf to my favourite miami bars yesterday.
The Room & The Radio.
They got tired.
Wen´t home.
I stayed all night.
You never say no to free tequilas, right?
Wen´t to bed at 5am.
With my boyfriend Abuelo.
Who also seemed to be suffering with me.

Today wen´t to the beach.
Took them to my favourite takeaway Joe´s stone crabs.
Watched Forest Gump.
Which I realised might be one of the best movies all time.
Then we went for a bike ride.
The wonders of Miami beach.
Then my tattoo artist wanted me to go over to the shop.
Lovehate tattoo (yes it´s the Miami Ink shop).
So I wen´t there.
Hanged out for a bit.
And talked about life in general.
And Sweet Brown (youtube if you don´t know it).
They had a quiet night and were bored.
They live the same kind of life.
All over the place.

I have missed a lot of people today.
And I have missed home.
Now I´m on my computer working.
Like a normal person does.
At 11.45pm.

I should not take people shopping. I might end up buying shoes like these.

He is just such a character.

In my hungoverness,
I was laughing at the pumped people you see on the beach.

MEXICAN COKE, thank you for trying to save my day.

"Jenny, I might not be a smart man but I know what love is."
This is a quote that was used a lot in Australia. 

My SoBe.

Ride or die.

Question.

I've heard people have had problems commenting, can someone prove me
right or wrong? Does the mobile site suck? Someone? Anyone?

T-day.

Yesterday was a great T-shirt find day.
And clean up your clothes day.
My brother and his girlfriend came.
They brought me AMAZING STUFF.
I was never a great rye bread fan.
Now, I can´t get it.
So I feel like I want it.
I need it.
I am fucking dying without it.
These days, no one´s really selling that shit on the streets.
Reverse psychology.
Now I wanna thank my sister for the amazing Iphone case.
A custom case with a picture of us on the back.
Love you.
(This is where you go: Awwwwwwwww).
By the way.
My dirty hands will be touching your face all the time.

I love pictures.
What would our memories be without them.
What would my mind be without them.
Blur.
Fading.
My minds make believe.
Goodnight.
I´ve spent recent nights on the phone.
Mostly with travel agents.
And hotels.
Time difference is a close friend to insomnia.

Who´s bad?

I´ve been looking for this T for a while, RIP.

Remembered I have this awesome Hunx & His Punx T, I cut the sleeves.
I did production for them in Finland. 

I had to get this!!!!! I did not know Live Nation had it´s own merch company.

I HAVE piles and piles of clothes, want some?

And these are the items I requested from Finland.
Fazers chocolate - of course, LEGENDARY.
Reissumies - Proper Rye bread.
Salmiakki - salty liquorice
Oltermanni cheese - just so relish now that I can´t have it here
Abba - tuna paste thingy to put on your bread (my mouth is watering).
JALOVIINA  or JALLU as we call it- this liquor made of brandy, neutral grain spirit and water
Last but not least.
HESBURGER MAYO - This burger chain with the most unbeatable burgers.

I GOT SO MUCH.
IT´LL LAST ME AGES AND AGES.

GUESS WHAT.

My brother.
From the same mother.
Is coming to Miami.
With his girlfriend.
My sista from another mista.
And they are bringing me a lot of goodies from back home.
So off to the airport I go.
I will play this for them in the car.
"South Beach, bringing the heat"

Did you know.

I am from Finland.
I´ve lived in the US for about 8 months now.
I left to live in Australia for a year when I was 19.
By myself.
I traveled around Indonesia by myself when I was 22.
I used to dance ballet for about 8 years.
I continued on to hip hop.
I used to teach 3 groups in different ages in hip hop/street dance.
I participated in the championships of hip hop in 2007.
Solo.
I used to work as the Moomin character "Pikku Myy"/"Lilla My".
I used to study photography.
I got accepted into a photography school in London.
I did not go.
I used to write a blog about my unfortunate relationships.
It grew big.
Got fame.
I stopped.
I´m only 25 years old.
I feel like my soul might be older.
I have a lot of stories to tell.
Secrets.
Someone, publish my book.
I´ll pitch the shit out of it.

Welcome.

My friend.

Insomnia. 

Well he decided to unexpectedly join me a couple of days ago. 

I thought he would just stick around for a day but he decided to extend his stay. 

So last night he would not let me go to sleep until 6:30am. 

It wasn´t all that fun. 

At 9am I had an appointment at the vet. 

No, not me but my boyfriend Abuelo.

Came home and noticed Insomnia had left me. 

Without goodbyes.

But he had left parting gifts, friendly as he is. 

I wen´t back to bed and slept the whole day.

With my two new friends. 

Swollen throat and hardcore aching body. 

Yes, there is a difference between just an aching body and a hardcore one. 

This always happens to me when I get off tour. 

My body turns into a party and everyone´s invited. 

An ode to my mother.

It´s not just a dish.
It´s a feeling.
It´s love.
It´s closeness.
Laughter.
Friendship.
The shared past.
And the upcoming future.
I tried.
I had the chicken.
Bananas.
Bacon.
Oven.
My knowledge of making it.
Yes, the flavour were there.
No, the feelings weren´t.

And you´re thinking: "what the hell is that?!".