En Fästing!!!
Some may know that I have an insane fear of biting arachnids. Spiders are bad because they are most prominent, most calculating, and most malicious...but despite their prominence there are other biting arachnids that are much more horrifying, parastic silent killers! I am talking now specifically about ticks although all parasitic insects put the fear of god in me.
It turns out that the Stockholm area is crawling with these things in the summer time. In my area in particular, a bit outside of the city, there is no place that I cannot reach without walking through a trail in the woods except maybe the dumpster.
I run in the woods every night. You can run as many sensational newscasts about sharks, killer weather formations, people putting anthrax on the train...none of that worries me in the slightest...one newscast about ticks and I am in hysterics. The worst thing is that I understood only 30% of the segment, but I saw a guy drag some cloth through the grass and come up with like 15 ticks. So I exam myself every couple hours just to be sure (I also just watched an episode of House that my mom sent where a girl was dying from a tick...I can think of few more pathetic ways to go then being infecting by a non-sentient bloodsucking bug).
Some may say I am paranoid, eccentric or just plain crazy. Well, "just because you're paranoid don't mean they're not after you" as the wise Kurt Cobain once said! Yesterday I was sitting on "soffan" watching some fotboll when one of the feline demons walked past and I swore I saw something awry. "Falcon, komma hit!" I took a closer look...my worst fears were confirmed...a tick! If i tick can get to these cunning kitties then I am a sitting duck. I am nowhere near as smart as they are.
Uh oh...Lyckochansen is changing channels, be right back...What is "Lyckochansen" you are probably asking? It means "the lucky chance" and its the favorite word/number money-winning game of every Swede and non-Swede who is at home at 11 am on a weekday! They have three hosts...one of them is the prettiest girl I have ever seen so I have become a loyal watcher...when she hosts at least. Its not all fun and games friends, I am actually getting more experience listening to Swedish by watching this show than from anything else. Its near perfect because its a word game, its repetitive, and I can see and hear a lot of the words.
Yesterday Linda (thats her name, we are destined for each other!) told a joke and I laughed without even realizing what had just happened. I had not even realized for the previous hour of playing along that I was actually understanding what was happening! This was a break-through. I used to watch with the sound off while I listened to the radio...not anymore. Me and Linda's relationship is getting so strong that I am even willing to listen to what she says! This is a first for me :)
I got to go now...time for my lunch coffee...time to go brave the ticks!!
Some may know that I have an insane fear of biting arachnids. Spiders are bad because they are most prominent, most calculating, and most malicious...but despite their prominence there are other biting arachnids that are much more horrifying, parastic silent killers! I am talking now specifically about ticks although all parasitic insects put the fear of god in me.
It turns out that the Stockholm area is crawling with these things in the summer time. In my area in particular, a bit outside of the city, there is no place that I cannot reach without walking through a trail in the woods except maybe the dumpster.
I run in the woods every night. You can run as many sensational newscasts about sharks, killer weather formations, people putting anthrax on the train...none of that worries me in the slightest...one newscast about ticks and I am in hysterics. The worst thing is that I understood only 30% of the segment, but I saw a guy drag some cloth through the grass and come up with like 15 ticks. So I exam myself every couple hours just to be sure (I also just watched an episode of House that my mom sent where a girl was dying from a tick...I can think of few more pathetic ways to go then being infecting by a non-sentient bloodsucking bug).
Some may say I am paranoid, eccentric or just plain crazy. Well, "just because you're paranoid don't mean they're not after you" as the wise Kurt Cobain once said! Yesterday I was sitting on "soffan" watching some fotboll when one of the feline demons walked past and I swore I saw something awry. "Falcon, komma hit!" I took a closer look...my worst fears were confirmed...a tick! If i tick can get to these cunning kitties then I am a sitting duck. I am nowhere near as smart as they are.
Uh oh...Lyckochansen is changing channels, be right back...What is "Lyckochansen" you are probably asking? It means "the lucky chance" and its the favorite word/number money-winning game of every Swede and non-Swede who is at home at 11 am on a weekday! They have three hosts...one of them is the prettiest girl I have ever seen so I have become a loyal watcher...when she hosts at least. Its not all fun and games friends, I am actually getting more experience listening to Swedish by watching this show than from anything else. Its near perfect because its a word game, its repetitive, and I can see and hear a lot of the words.
Yesterday Linda (thats her name, we are destined for each other!) told a joke and I laughed without even realizing what had just happened. I had not even realized for the previous hour of playing along that I was actually understanding what was happening! This was a break-through. I used to watch with the sound off while I listened to the radio...not anymore. Me and Linda's relationship is getting so strong that I am even willing to listen to what she says! This is a first for me :)
I got to go now...time for my lunch coffee...time to go brave the ticks!!
posted by Lenin | 12:43 em
2 Comments:
Careful Mr. Avid coffee connoisseur, Linda could suck your love dry lick the vicious ticks!
Glad you meeting new friends...kind of! (Ticks and Linda included, oh and Post Office girl!)
ticks are freaky. i had just woken up the otehr day, literally just laying there with my eyes open for a moment, only to see a SPIDER JUMP ON MY BED AND LUNGE RIGHT FOR ME!!!!
a giant struggle ensued which eventually led to all my sheets on the floor, a spider smashed by a shoe thrown about 15 feet, and me seriously contemplating burning this place down with me inside it.
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