Just realized I haven't really put any pictures of our dog up. Here's a nice one we took a month ago (6 months old).
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Just awesome
To the average person this may not seem much, but if you play squash or may be even tennis (sorry) etc you might understand how awesome this is:
Friday, September 24, 2010
Done deal?
Well it's signed.
No money transfer just yet though, but hopefully no hiccups.
Meaning we've just bought a new flat (well does 1959 count as 'new'?) : )
It's a 3 room (i.e 2 beds and living room) flat in the next block next to ours, so providing everything on the paper work side goes through, we won't have to move far!
Our little one room flat will be on the market next Monday and has two weeks of advertising before the show day (I'm not going to explain the Swedish system), then bring on the offers.
So now if anyone wants to visit, they might have more choice of places to sleep, from the bathroom if they get too drunk, or the sofa for some nostalgia of our current place or even the second bedroom.....
I'll put pictures up in a month (as that's when we move), yes, the Swedish efficiency is way better than the English.
So keep your fingers crossed that nothing stupid happens.
No money transfer just yet though, but hopefully no hiccups.
Meaning we've just bought a new flat (well does 1959 count as 'new'?) : )
It's a 3 room (i.e 2 beds and living room) flat in the next block next to ours, so providing everything on the paper work side goes through, we won't have to move far!
Our little one room flat will be on the market next Monday and has two weeks of advertising before the show day (I'm not going to explain the Swedish system), then bring on the offers.
So now if anyone wants to visit, they might have more choice of places to sleep, from the bathroom if they get too drunk, or the sofa for some nostalgia of our current place or even the second bedroom.....
I'll put pictures up in a month (as that's when we move), yes, the Swedish efficiency is way better than the English.
So keep your fingers crossed that nothing stupid happens.
Thursday, September 23, 2010
I should be a physio.....or a vet
Just got back from the physio and guess what? My self diagnosis was right, I do indeed have Illiotibial band (friction) syndrome or ITB(F)S.
The physio had a good reaction after seeing how out of line my leg is, i.e. where the muscle line runs and how my foot is at a strange angle to my knee, an 'oj shit' were the words that came out.
No surprises with the treatment though, a few stretches and some rest. He's going to take a look at my hip (rotation etc) in 2 weeks, so will rest up waiting for me to hit the squash courts again.
My reasoning for the vet is similar too. Our little monster had a hurrendous limp, to the point of not walking, so back down the clinic, some painkillers prescribed and the diagnosis of panosteitis or pano.....I got it in one, haha
May be I'm in the wrong business.
The physio had a good reaction after seeing how out of line my leg is, i.e. where the muscle line runs and how my foot is at a strange angle to my knee, an 'oj shit' were the words that came out.
No surprises with the treatment though, a few stretches and some rest. He's going to take a look at my hip (rotation etc) in 2 weeks, so will rest up waiting for me to hit the squash courts again.
My reasoning for the vet is similar too. Our little monster had a hurrendous limp, to the point of not walking, so back down the clinic, some painkillers prescribed and the diagnosis of panosteitis or pano.....I got it in one, haha
May be I'm in the wrong business.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
I have a brain, honestly.
My leg still hurts, but physio tomorrow. Hopefully the guy can speak English (I'm 110% sure he will be able to as everyone can over here, it's so annoying) as I might have to come up with my best Swedish translation 'jag har ont i mitt knä'. Think he will laugh and think I'm truelly retarded.
Speaking of which, I think the people living in our area do believe I'm a bit special. You have to understand that they, on appearance only, think I'm Swedish and not say, English, as I'm far too skinny and non-chav like.
This gets me in trouble a lot, no not because I've done something wrong per se, but more that normally when someone speaks to you and asks you questions, you formulate a nice response that shows intelligence and insight into your life. Well I'm fine up to a point, but when people start joking or talking about how much fat is in our plumbing, my language skills disappear faster than Usain Bolt.
This leads me to replying like a complete moron with a hideous 'yes' or 'no' or even a muttering of some weird sound (this is actually part of regular conversation in Sweden). When I get that weird look after I know I've said something very wrong......so you see, people really do think I'm special.
It doesn't help that everyone here is 90, which begs the question as to why is a young 20 something male living here- there must be something wrong with him......
So ironically it's like living a double life. I'm studying for the highest degree possible, in molecular immunology yet I'm speaking Swedish at a solid 3 year old level.
It really does bring you back to reality (well I didn't stray too far to start with actually).
On a slightly non-retarded note, it's not the song I wanted to show but it aint half bad (I told you I am clever...), check out the brains behind 'Something Corporate', a side project called 'Jack's Mannequin':
Speaking of which, I think the people living in our area do believe I'm a bit special. You have to understand that they, on appearance only, think I'm Swedish and not say, English, as I'm far too skinny and non-chav like.
This gets me in trouble a lot, no not because I've done something wrong per se, but more that normally when someone speaks to you and asks you questions, you formulate a nice response that shows intelligence and insight into your life. Well I'm fine up to a point, but when people start joking or talking about how much fat is in our plumbing, my language skills disappear faster than Usain Bolt.
This leads me to replying like a complete moron with a hideous 'yes' or 'no' or even a muttering of some weird sound (this is actually part of regular conversation in Sweden). When I get that weird look after I know I've said something very wrong......so you see, people really do think I'm special.
It doesn't help that everyone here is 90, which begs the question as to why is a young 20 something male living here- there must be something wrong with him......
So ironically it's like living a double life. I'm studying for the highest degree possible, in molecular immunology yet I'm speaking Swedish at a solid 3 year old level.
It really does bring you back to reality (well I didn't stray too far to start with actually).
On a slightly non-retarded note, it's not the song I wanted to show but it aint half bad (I told you I am clever...), check out the brains behind 'Something Corporate', a side project called 'Jack's Mannequin':
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Stockholm half marathon
Well I'm paying for my over-confidence.....well yes and no, some partial truth to that. You see I'm sitting here with hurrendous knee pain (only when I bend it, so that's fine!!?!), due to my old mans DNA, yup cheers for that right leg.
I'm seeing the physio next Thursday, so have a week left of my peg-legged pirate impression.
The story is that to be a good runner, or good at anything for that matter, you must practise exactly what skill or sport you wish to improve in. Meaning, to be a better runner you must run.
Well I don't want to be a better runner so I didn't run. However, as my body is no spring chicken anymore, I made the fatal error of running the half marathon with literally no practice of running yet thinking I could do it in 1 hr 45.
Well I didn't manage the 1 hr 45, I did it in 1 hr 40 mins 56 secs : ) But as my body was not ready for it, I now can't walk properly. No it isn't muscular as such, more a mechanical defect- my bowed right leg, my high arches and my 2 cm extra length all have contributed to wait for it.....self diagnosis here, ITBS or iliotibial band syndrome (look it up).
All in all it hurts like buggery. Was it worth it? Erm....in a word, no.
I'm now out of the first squash league match in a week (I'm in Stockholm squash clubs 1st team in division 1 : ) ) as well as a competition this weekend. I can't walk our dog properly and it takes me friggin ages to get anywhere!!
So hopefully with some stretches, rehab ideas, may be a new knee....I could be on the beautiful road to recovery soon.
Next years goal is under 1 hr 40, providing I can run again. Johanna promised me if I could beat her by 30 mins she would pay for a trip to NY for me. Well I gave it a go, but Johanna was too quick and ran a very impressive 1 hr 56 min 59 secs so a mere 16 mins quicker : (
My old man did a great job too......of looking after the dog. No, but seriously was awesome to help us out. He will run it next year, so will my sister.....she just doesn't know it yet.
p.s. The pope is officially a cock. Despite touching up kids, now the freak thinks athiests are Nazi's.......Honestly, get the kiddy fiddling paedo out of the country back to molesting the masses all over the World. So apparently I'm Hitler......
I'm seeing the physio next Thursday, so have a week left of my peg-legged pirate impression.
The story is that to be a good runner, or good at anything for that matter, you must practise exactly what skill or sport you wish to improve in. Meaning, to be a better runner you must run.
Well I don't want to be a better runner so I didn't run. However, as my body is no spring chicken anymore, I made the fatal error of running the half marathon with literally no practice of running yet thinking I could do it in 1 hr 45.
Well I didn't manage the 1 hr 45, I did it in 1 hr 40 mins 56 secs : ) But as my body was not ready for it, I now can't walk properly. No it isn't muscular as such, more a mechanical defect- my bowed right leg, my high arches and my 2 cm extra length all have contributed to wait for it.....self diagnosis here, ITBS or iliotibial band syndrome (look it up).
All in all it hurts like buggery. Was it worth it? Erm....in a word, no.
I'm now out of the first squash league match in a week (I'm in Stockholm squash clubs 1st team in division 1 : ) ) as well as a competition this weekend. I can't walk our dog properly and it takes me friggin ages to get anywhere!!
So hopefully with some stretches, rehab ideas, may be a new knee....I could be on the beautiful road to recovery soon.
Next years goal is under 1 hr 40, providing I can run again. Johanna promised me if I could beat her by 30 mins she would pay for a trip to NY for me. Well I gave it a go, but Johanna was too quick and ran a very impressive 1 hr 56 min 59 secs so a mere 16 mins quicker : (
My old man did a great job too......of looking after the dog. No, but seriously was awesome to help us out. He will run it next year, so will my sister.....she just doesn't know it yet.
p.s. The pope is officially a cock. Despite touching up kids, now the freak thinks athiests are Nazi's.......Honestly, get the kiddy fiddling paedo out of the country back to molesting the masses all over the World. So apparently I'm Hitler......
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