Why is it that when I speak to people or write, I speak my local dialect but when I coo at my kittens it comes out as Finnish? I, for the life of me, cannot speak proper Finnish to people without sounding like an idiot. And I would sound even bigger an idiot if I started cooing at people in order to speak Finnish. I guess you can't have it all.
Yesterday I struck out 2/2. Pekka Haavisto did not win the presidential election to become the 12th President of Finland and Patriots lost to the Giants. Oddly enough I'm not too bumped out about either. It would be unbearable to be in NYC right now but other than that I can't muster the hatred for Giants. And yesterday as I was watching the Super Bowl and seeing all these emotional people cheering for and living for their favorite team I thought that the only team evoking such a strong emotions on me is Leijonat, Finnish mens national hockey team. That makes me a proud Finn. No single team is that important to me in any sports.
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