Happy belated Easter to my western-Christian readers.

Dear western-Christian friends, I forgot to wish you a happy Easter, which was obviously on Sunday, 23rd.

I did so because a couple of people force-fed it to me and I already had a couple of cases where people forgot my Slava on 31st January (that’s my family’s patron saint once again! More of a pagan thing that Christian, but, well, Serbs are an interesting sort of people and probably not completely Christian either…) and my Christmas on 07th, yet, as usual, insisted to wish me a merry Christmas on 25th December and I simply decided not to bother at all. Instead of that, I spent the weekend finalising stuff for two new one-time design jobs that I snatched during March…a successful month indeed.

Also, the chocolate bunnies mania on one side and overusing of religion and making crosses out of everything on the other side totally freaks me out! As I always say, I hate comsumer-mas and consumer-ster; but at the same time, I think various backwards habits don’t have a place in XXI century. He’s risen? OK, sure he’s risen and although I’m not religions, I believe Jesus was not a myth and I respect all of the things he tried to teach people (and failed, as people seriously suck), it was, alongside Utopia and Marxism in theory the only idealistic thing in this world…but attending a mass doesn’t wash bad things you (no one in particular, any person!) might have done and it won’t change your life. It just might make you feel calm for a day or two.

But, since I know how it feels when people don’t care and when they think their culture is the only one in the world, and today is probably Easter Tuesday, happy belated Easter! I hope you all spent a nice weekend with your families. Love from me!

P.S. Mine is on 27th April this year and YES, it was on the same day as yours last year and in 2004, but NOT in 2008. I’d put money on 3 people on my friends’ list forgetting it.:p

P.P.S. If you respond to this with “Happy Easter” and you aren’t my clown-commenter; I’ll delete it and write you a long email about what I call comments taken straight from the bottom of your butt

Why one shouldn’t talk to idiots.

I tried to state something extremely obvious to a bunch of morons who have written a bunch of fairytales in the meantime. It was funny to look at their crap for a while, but there’s a point when things change from lack of information to lies and protecting someone who could probably do as well without their pathetic protection. So, this is how it went.

Me: THE SKY IS BLUE.

Moron #1: Are you sure? Do you have a written proof of that? How about pictures?

Me: Dammit, the sky is blue!

Moron #2: Stop manipulating me, you twat!

Moron #3: It is clear that you don’t like the night sky, which is a pity, because that’s your loss.

Me: You don’t get the point, do you? The sky has been blue like this for a long time.

Moron #1: I’ve been to the moon!

Me: Who cares, that’s a waste of time and money.

Moron #4: Woof woof woof

Me: OK, each one to their own….

Time flies…

I’m 25 years young today. I was born on 03.03.1983, which probably makes me half-evil.

In Japan, from what I understood, this day is a holiday when dolls are displayed, a doll festival. Dolls are merely things, with no hearts and feelings and easy to break. When you think they’re the ugliest possible reflection of who you are, you smash therir heads and throw them away. But what if they are no dolls?

And this is what my friend Laura sent to me and I thought it was madly funny. Courtesy of I Can Has Cheezburger, of course:

I can think of three people who won’t wish me a happy birthday and one that always forgets it and remembers it either on 02nd or 04th March for some odd, odd reason. But that’s life.

Spammers are the most creative people on Earth.

This made my day when I woke up and checked my mail. Spammers’ creativity amazes me.