Jämstäldhetsissues

Now ain't this depressing? So much for an equal society...

Right-o', it's all in the interpretation, I know. But still...

*grumble grumble*

Did I miss something?

Last week I had a couple of tests. Three, to be more precise. One hand (about regression) in and two written exams (statistics and microeconomics). And now it's over.

I'm still trying to decide whether last week was enjoyable of just a pain, but I think I'll go for the prior rather than the latter for once. Exams sort of gets your blood flowing, after all.

I nailed a lot of interesting stuff, so all in all it was a pretty good week (adding all the nice people and cool stuff I did in between it can even be labeled as a good week (that is, skipping pretty)).

Maybe this week's going to be more of a pain, really. I've been pushing everything forward in favor for my studies - but everything you run from catches up with you there's no meaning in hiding, eh?

Nothing big though, so no worries. It's spring in the air, after all. (of late this phrase has gotten me going time after time, it just gets me into such a good mood...! so off I go to school, ta-dum, ta-dum, ta-dum *humming*)


It's, like, the best music -ever- ^^

I said I wouldn't, but I really have to write this...

Tonight I went to a concert together with my brother. Students at KMH performing music by Nobuo Uematsu. It was utterly amazing. It was a long time ago I enjoyed myself this much listening to music live. Some of those moments tonight was just pure magic...

Shifting preferences? Nah, the truth's rather this:

I'm hereby announcing the [one week test brake]. Tomorrow I have a big hand in regression analysis, on wednesday I have a test in practical statistics, and on sunday in a week I'm having a test in micro economics. Studying should obviously be the top prioroty this week....

See you all in a week!

Well, it wasn't Sandman...

I just finished Y: The last man, and I'm not totally sure that I feel content with the ending...

The death of one of the characters was pretty tasteful, but another one just made me angry. Killing that char was just plain wrong. Bad move, seriously.

The whole series was cool - fastpaced with a lot of action. Con is the Israelis. I never saw them as a contribution to the series, Alter being nothing but a pain in the ass.

Agent 355 though, she the biggest pro for the whole series. It's her character that made the whole series as good as it is, actually.

Why there is a secondary market

This spring I'm studying intermediate microeconomics and one of the requirements for passing the course is to hand in a non-mathematical paper discussing microeconomic problems. Below is my contribution circling around the pre-owned market of videogames. In swedish, though.

 

Företag som Gamestop och Game säljer tv spel, och har sedan ett par år tillbaka även börjat köpa in och, vidare, sälja begagnade spel. Vilken effekt får detta, sett ur ett national-ekonomiskt perspektiv?

 

Försäljning av begagnade spel öppnar upp flera möjligheter för konsumenter:

Då priset på begagnade spel skiljer sig från nypriset på spel (ligger empiriskt observerat på ungefär 80 % av nypris) så får konsumenter ökade valmöjligheter för samma produkt: En begagnad till lägre pris eller en ny till ett något högre. Utökade prisvalsmöjligheter är för konsumenter positivt enligt nationalekonomisk teori.

För att kunna sälja begagnade spel så köper företagen även in spel från kunder. En möjlighet för konsumenterna att reducera sina omkostnader för spel. Försäljningen av begagnade spel erbjuder konsumenterna att spara pengar genom att sälja in gamla spel de ej vill spela längre.

Inom detaljhandel så tas nyprodukter förr eller senare ur sortimentet. Kunder som byter in spel begagnat kan byta in äldre spel som tagits ur sortimentet, och på så vis öka detaljistens utbud mot andra kunder. Försäljning av begagnade spel ökar utbudet av spel gentemot konsumenterna.

Möjligheten att sälja in sina gamla spel samt att köpa begagnade produkter är båda frivilliga – inga inskränkningar utan uteslutande ökade möjligheter för konsumenterna.

 

Firmor som sysslar med inköp och försäljning av begagnade spel utövar sig av en form av andra gradens prisdiskriminering. Genom att erbjuda konsumenter två olika priser på i grunden samma produkt (här kan man hålla en diskussion angående huruvida en begagnad produkt och en ny produkt fortfarande kan klassas som likartade varor till följd av den kvalitetsskillnad själva användningen tillför) öppnar man upp för kundgrupper som annars ej skulle kunna konsumera varan spel, och ökar således sina intäkter.

Vid inköp av nyprodukter finns omkostnader som frakt och dyl. Dessa omkostnader nollställs vid inköp av begagnade spel (kunden levererar spelet till butiken, osv), en eventuell marginell kostnadsbesparing som likt förbaskat välkomnas av firman.

Garanti lämnas på begagnade produkter likt som på nyprodukter, och det kommer uppstå omkostnader för de defekta produkternas hantering. En omkostnad som med all sannolikhet äts upp av dem ökade intäkterna från tidigare nämnd andra gradens prisdiskriminering.

 


Rent samhällsekonomiskt kommer konsumtionstakten på varan tv spel att öka då konsumenter kommer konsumera spel till lägre nettopriser och i högre takt. Billigare då dem kan återanvända sina tidigare konsumerade produkter till att konsumera nya, och i högre takt då varje enskild vara kan förväntas få en kortare livslängd hos konsumenten då denne vet att den kan göra en monetär vinning på att sälja den vidare. Högre takt på pengars omsättning gynnar samhället rent ekonomiskt.

 

Det finns även ett par mer svårsvarade frågor man kan ställa sig om företags behandling och försäljning av begagnade spel:

Kommer speltillverkares försäljning gentemot detaljistfirmor att minska till följd av minskningen av detaljisternas försäljning på nyprodukter, eller kommer begagnatförsäljningen endast leda till större lager med nya produkter hos detaljisterna? Blir detta endast ett problem i omställningsfasen, på kort sikt, med en förväntad lösning på lång sikt då produktion och företagens inköpskvantiteter återigen börjar matcha varandra?

Kommer prisspannet mellan det dyraste och det billigaste spelet att öka? På vilket sätt kommer medelpriset för vad den genomsnittlige kunden betalar för ett spel att förändras? Kommer uppfattningen om vad den genomsnittliga kunden är beredd att betala för produkten att förändras?

 

Världen har gått in i en ekonomisk kris och konsumenter förväntas hålla lite hårdare om pengarna. Spel måste ses som underhållning och är alltså en konsumtion man drar ned på när ens disponibla inkomst minskar. Man vill dock inte minska konsumtionen, och således kan kanske alternativet att köpa begagnat bli mer intressant än vad det varit tidigare. Att spara pengar på att byta in spel som annars bara ’ligger hemma och skräpar’ kanske även det blir mer intressant. Vi tror det. Vi tror att konsumtionen av begagnade spel kommer öka i och med den ekonomiska krisen.


Entering lounge mode

Ysterday I offered Simon to play him something from my record collection when he was cleaning the dishes. He asked for soft house and I fetched him one of my beach house compilataion.

Pressing the play button so much came back to me: All the good memories associated whit this genre of music collected throughout the years. The strongest feeling: Spring feelings!

Last time I was really into beach house was spring two years ago, in Västerås. A spring where it felt like the sun was shining every day. The sun is shining today, and I wish that it will last the rest of this potentially lovely spring.

Maybe it's a sign?

Yesterday was scary.

After spending the whole afternoon writing on my paper together with Daniel I found myself, upon ariving home at six, sitting down and continuing writing on it right away without considering any other course of action. I even skipped dinner, thinking something like "maybe I am a bit hungry, after all..." when the clock started approaching ten. Finally settling for dinner a quarter past.

This is the first time in years this has happened to me. The first time in years I've skipped both leisure and food in favor for school in free will. And it felt so good. Maybe it's a sign that this is what I should focus my studies on?

Varför min lägenhetskamrat kickar ass

"Simon! Ditt ägg är kokat o klart o står o väntar på dig o skriker 'Simon, Simon, här ääär jag! Kom och ääät mig!"

"Aha, som Corrie, asså?"'
 
"Mm, och den är lika liten o söt som henne också!"


^^

Ever wanted to do this?

Source.

"The costumer is not always right. Most of the time, the costumer is a clueless moron. If this sign upsets you, you are this moron."


For some reason this approach ain't okey IRL. I wonder why....

Zombiemashin' two weekends in a row? Check

Another saturday night spent in company of my brother and my black little friend (that's the 360 for everybody who's not aquainted), this week giving Resident Evil 5 a go (Biohazard 5 for all japanese readers). We're halfway through after the first go.

The graphics are really nice, the gameplay works fine and the setting is superb. Some level design is a bit predictable though, and the move scheme on the human-ish mobs you encounter is somewhat doubtable from time to time. And yeah, the story is a bit 'duh?' too, but that's nothing I didn't expect.

I mentioned that we're halfway through. That's an exaggeration. Oskar is halfway through. RE5 is co-op, sure, but after just ten minutes of back-to-back play I had to confess to myself that my brother would be so much better of with an AI character supporting than having to babysit me. And this was on easy. I really suck at over-the-shoulder shooters...

So yesterday was ten minutes of painful play, two minutes of me convincing Oskar that he'd be better of without me ("I won't leave you!" - "You go brother! Just leave me! Go!"), and a whole night of zombiemashin'. Pretty good, all in all.

Going retro

And just like that I passed 400 posts, 4 posts ago. This blog is really taking shape into something... Big? I don't know.

I remember how it all started: A friend of mine was onto me, demanding that I should start writing a blog so that she could get to know my thoughts, what I was thinking about stuff. My obvious answer was something like "If you want to know what I'm thinking, why not just ask...?" but it probably wasn't good enough considering that she kept going on about this big whole blog experience and how mindblowing it was regardless of my futile attempts to make her see that I really wasn't interested.

Because I wasn't. And when at last I tried it out my publications sucked. Those first posts was a pain, done almost more out of willingness to oblige than to create. Hey, music and women I cannot but give way to, whatever my business is. 

Almost a month after I started blogging we had to put down Ronja, my dog. One of the sadest days in my life, by far. In the afternoon, roughly 5 hours after we'd done it I sat down and wrote about it all, and in writing this sole post a lot of things dawned on me. Mostly things about love, companionship, trust, responsibilty, but also how much writing can do for you sometimes.

That day this blog grew into something personal, and from that day I've treated is as a part of me. I still wasn't good at writing, not at all, but practice rewards. I kept honing my Swedish writing skills for almost a year (leveling up to something closely resembling "Well, not bad. Even a bit enteratining at times.", and in October last year I changed to English.

Turned out a bad call if you listen to the audience. I got more than one mail complaining about the language swap - but how fair is it to keep it in Swedish if I have international readers? Said and done I was now back at square one again languagelevelwise. Though, can't do nothing but to rise to the challenge, eh?

And here I am today, publishing my 404th post. Happy anniversity, I guess.

Happiness spreading like a plague

Yesterday a friend told me that she'd just signed a purchasing agreement for an apartment here in Stockholm. She was eccentric, and you could hear on her voice that she almost didn't believe her own words 100%.

That kind of happiness is the one that spread. Walking around town like that, smiling, people around you will start smiling too without really knowing why.

I was writing an essey (which wasn't going so well, so I was in a pretty bad mood) when she contacted me - but after the call all the bad feelings were just swept away. I just felt that cozy warmth inside of me, savoring the feeling of happiness she planted in me.

Congratulations girl! Wish you the best in your new apartment!

Way 2 alive

This weekend I spent several hours mashing infected, hunters, tanks, boomers and smokers . Left 4 Dead is one of those "this game is pretty bad because of... [this, and this, and this] ...but for some reason I just can't stop playing and I'd never say no to another game."-kind of games. (that's 'slightly better than decent' for all you non-gamers)

Cause' there are things that annoy me: The chars could have been at least a bit unique (for example Francis reloading the shotguns a bit faster than the others, Bill healing a bit extra when bandaging others, and so on), there could have been some more weapons (I'd like at least one other pistol - slower and stronger or faster and weaker, supposedly), and I would have liked some kind of close combat weapon (imagine bringing down a sword of baseball bat on those infected bastards - wouldn't that've been a treat?)

But moving on to the good stuff: What a setting! It's an exaggeration to proclaim that this game feels real, but it's close enough. Nothing more to say about it, really. Valve has, once again, delivered the goods.

And now think if they'd do a Mutant Chronicles game with the same engine. Now that'd be something...

You are what you eat... Um, read.

Scary as it might be, reading fiction affects you. I've never had a problem with novels; it's just text, it can't be true.

But comics are different. Yesterday I started (and finished) the first album of both Criminal and Y: The last man. Out of the blue I found myself feeling marginally surprised every time I encountered a male, and I kept trying to be aware on my surroundings, checking so that I wouldn't be part of some big heist of some sort.

It's definitely nothing big, but it's still a bit unnerving that the thoughts even crosses your mind... Are we really that affectable?

How many japanese was there?

It's almost two and a half month since my plane took of from Narita, Tokyo. Two and a half month. That's a long time. Almost as long as a lifetime, but just almost.

I'm trying to keep the japanese fresh, but it's tough work. Fun though, so it's no time wasted anywhere. This Sunday I wrote a mail do my japanese teacher in Tokyo, mostly in japanese. It's interesting how such a small piece of text (aprox. 15 lines) can take so much time and commitment to complete. But man, is it good training?!

One other interesting angle on japanese is that it really ain't just one language, it's two: The spoken and the written. Just like Chinese, Korean, Arabic and all the other languages around the world not using the roman alphabet.

I have yet to wrap my head around it: Sometimes I feel that the different writing system(s) helps me understand and learn japanese, but other days it's just a pain. Will, of course, get back to you all once I've decided on on what to think on the matter.

And he does it again...

Argh! I'm like the worst porridge maker there is. I forgot to pour salt in it again, so now it tastes like s***. And why today when I, for once, got the consistency just about right? Cruel fate. Cruel, cruel fate...

True enough, it's nothing that a big dose of jam can't heal. But still.

Score'd

When it comes to videogaming I've always been a fan of the ex-Rare boys of Free Radical Design and the games they've made. The TimeSplitter series is superb and Second Sight is short of amazing (in lack of a PS3 I still haven't played Haze though, but rumor goes the gameplay is far from perfect (but I can't say I care that much, considering it's the work of the second non-Timesplitters producing design team)).

TimeSplitters is, in my opinion, one of the most complete shooters out there in terms of story and offline multiplayer (there never was any online gaming back in the days of PS2's height of power). Guess my joy when I yesterday stumbled across TimeSplitters Musicbox, a webpage dedicated to the game with free download of the sountrack available.

Haft a gigabyte later I had them all, and I just looove it. Much due to the fact that I've played the games and am drawing the connections - but that's the meaning of soundtracks, is it not? To relive all those moments without actually replaying them?

"And he's alive!"

And don't tell me we don't get exited about our game.



It's just that its about topdecking instead of freekicks. Plain as that.



Seriously, this is just so good if you know what to look for.

"That was a bloody peculiar toast..."

"To absent friends, lost loves, old gods, and the season of mists; and may each and every one of us always give the devil his due."

Hob Gadling

Up for some TPS? No? What about RSS?

I got introduced to Bloglovin. Pretty comfy I guess so I'm givin' it a shot.

You up for it too?

Request @ flatmate

I'm so stupid.

I come home from work and ask my flatmate what to blog about. His answer: SL busses.

Rats.

I know almost nothing about them (apart from that they're pretty convy to ride in and weights a whole bunch), but I know someone who does!

Daniel (bussdanne.blogg.se), my old friend from highschool is a bussdriver, and a passionate one at that. Check out his blog, it's pretty entertaining (but in swedish, just so you know).

This post came into existence due to me not remembering that I'd allready updated the blog today (this morning) and believing that my update for the day was late. Obviously it wasn't, but I only realized that upon finishing this post. And why discard a complete post when you can publish it instead?

fylla, fylla, fylla - fylla, fylla, fylla spel

We had an inventory check in the Tyresö store yesterday. It's the first time in a while I've been to one in a while now, and it was a really pleasant, workwise. There's something special about filling up every game in the store, count them all and then empty them all again. Not something you do every day, so to speak.

It's fun cause' you get to see a lot of workmates too. Working on Gamestop essentially is to work alone. You're seldom two people in the store at the same time - even when you are two there there's always one up and about, running around and fixing everything that needs to be done (that you can't do while being counterbound or taking care of costumers).

You also get to see new people. Right now there's sixteen stores in Stockholm, so there's a lot of staff in circulation. Last spring many of the old foxes quit, leaving me and another guy with the top score on the 'time employed' score chart. Thus a lot of new guys and gals has had to be employed throughout the year, leading to me seeing a lot of new faces yesterday. That was fun.

And it all was fun. Doing inventory checks definitely is not the same as taking an ordinary run at work. Maybe I'll have to do it a bit more frequently in the future.

So i finished the book about the fur-... umph!

Short one today.

I finished The Kindly Ones yesterday and it was, as expected, amazingly good. I won't say more. The choice of words will have to speak for themselves.



...

It's that good.

Introducing whinefree week feat. forcast funderingar

As of to celebrate that it now is the first week of March (telling ourselves that yesterday was nothing more than an apetizer) I hereby announce the Whinefree week! I will for one week, seven days, try not to whine. At all. Neither on the blog or in real life.

Think I'm gonna' make it? Me neither. Wish me luck!

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Todays subject: I'm looking at the Windows Live weather forecast which says that it right now is sun in both Tokyo and Stockholm. Now, not that I can really check the whether in my beloved big-town in the east, but looking out my kitchen window I start to wonder where they look to decide that the sun is shining in Stockholm - cause' it definitely not shining outside my window!

I've always wondered where they decide the weather for a town. Is it the center? In Stockholms case Vasastan and Östermalm? Also; how bit must a town be to be covered by two weather forcasts? Tokyo's not big enough for Windows obviously - what about New York or Mexico City?

That' said: Which is the biggest town in the worlds? Questions, questions...Please tell me anyone who's in the know (Except you Elias - I won't trust you on these matters anymore efter the Canada incident...)

Playing guru

As you might have notice I whine a lot. It's not that I don't know I do, because I do. I mostly even do it intentionally.

"Why?", you ask. Well, let me tel you:

I have high demands, and with that high standards.

But it's just high demands - not extremely high demands. That is; I seldom get the urge to have the latest, most flashy cellphone, neither is it important to me that my clothes are of a certain popular brand.

No, it's the small things that matters: Where you place your shoes after you come home from school - that it's clean on the kitchen table when you don't use it - that you don't leave you toothbrush on the washbasin. Stuff like that.

But why, why, why am I being the bitch I am about this stuff? Well, it's there right in front of you:

Life is short, so you should not contend with nothing less that the best.

All these life gurus from all over spreads the same message. Our time is limited, and it's wasted if we don't do anything useful with it.

It's all open for interpretation, of course, and this is how I interpret it. It's probably not the best way, but it's a way I'm content with. It's my way.

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