Lovefool
The general consensus is that I am "too skinny." Well, this is nonsense for several reasons. First of all, I am sculpted like a Greek god...like Zeus even! Secondly, I eat three squares a day. For breakfast I have orange juice and coffee. For lunch I have two cups of coffee, and between dinner and lunch I have another cup of coffee as a snack. For dinner I have water and on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays I have a peanut butter and jelly sandwich to go with my water. Not to mention that I am sure I swallow some of my toothpaste when I brush my teeth, and I do that at least 2-3 times a day! Kidding...I am fine.
Top ten videos on MTV in Sweden today is the top ten Cardigan videos. I am digging on the Cardigans this morning because I love the Sweden. The Cardigans are from the Sweden and demonstratively so.
I have not gotten to watch much of the World Cup since I got back to Sweden...thats a shame. The quarters are lining up nicely for some big matches. Sweden is gone, Holland is gone...I am casting my support toward Germany now although I am sticking to my initial prediction...the Argentine Thespian Society.
I had a funny occurrence yesterday in the canal town. I went there to read, but I had a letter to send so I had to find the post office. I had seen it before but could not remember where...the town is like 4 city blocks so I figured it had to be close to the station. I decided to pop into the tourist office to ask. The fact that this town has a tourist office is funny in itself! I asked the girl working there, "Is there a post office around here?" She said, "ja," and then I swear like ten seconds went by where I just looked at her and waited for her to tell me where and she looked at me waiting for me to ask where. I was not going to budge! I had obviously not come to the tourist office of this one-horse town south of Stockholm inquiring as to whether or not a post office existed there! (Whoa, "Lovefool" was only number 5...what videos are left!! I have seen all the ones I know...this is so exciting!). Finally I broke down and asked where it was. She told me, and acted as if she honestly did not know that I was trying to find my way to the post office when I asked originally if there was one near there!
Oh yeah, I took the skateboard on its inaugural run here in the Swedish Himalayas where I live. I specifically avoided the biggest hills, but at one point when I was coming up on 30 mph I had two thoughts. 1) I cannot stop now because when I take my back foot off my squirrelly trucks get a serious wobble going...I may have to tighten them. 2) I have not yet been to a Swedish hospital...that seemed like a bit of a pity.
It was one of those instances where going as hard as you could was the only option, and you have to do it well. This happens in surfing a lot...if you hesitate then you can end up in a bit of trouble. It worked out alright, but I had to make a pretty gradual left turn near the bottom of the hill and it was like making a hard bottom-turn on a big steep day at Blacks. I was completely squared-off with the front of the board (my shoulders were perpendicular to the board), and I felt like I was fully laid out toward my backside. I really think my left hand was about a foot away from the grass. I was really worried that my tail would slide and I would spin out but it actually worked and was quite fun.
It is odd for me to be in a place for almost two months without landing in the hospital though. In college I fell off my skateboard skating on the roughly 30 ft. wall of a storm drain. I have pictures from me and two of my best friends in the hospital. I had on hot pink sunglasses and my friend David had a picture of himself in front of some neon coloured painting with turtles and frogs in the children´s ward. In San Diego I separated my shoulder trying to stall in a barrel. I did not get to go to the hospital this time because I was uninsured and in America we have a first amendment right to rip off vulnerable people. So I was turned away from about 3 places before I settled on the PB Emergency Care Clinic where my fairly expensive wetsuit was finally cut off of me. Because it had been roughly 4-5 hours since my shoulder separated I had nerve damage and could not feel most of my arm for a couple weeks afterwards...I love American healthcare as much as American education of you could not guess. My hospital trip in Denmark is well chronicled. In London I never had to go myself but for a friend. I spent some 8 hours in a crummy emergency room, partitioned by a shower curtain, staring at some hideous painting while she slept. So I am due in Sweden, and I will be sure to keep detailed notes, eat all the free ice cream I can, and walk around in my underwear making unrealistic demands on the staff the entire time..."Can someone please move my chair in front of the window so I can read by it!!!...and I will take another strawberry milkshake" (reference to Denmark hospital)...
Speaking of Denmark though...I think I may go there in a couple weeks. I want to see an exhibit at the State Art Museum. I also want to see a couple friends...as good a time as I am having here sitting in silence, reading, and talking to myself in Swedish...it will be nice to go to a country where I knew people...not necessarily "where everybody knows your name," but as close as it gets!
Number one Cardigans video! Got to go...
The general consensus is that I am "too skinny." Well, this is nonsense for several reasons. First of all, I am sculpted like a Greek god...like Zeus even! Secondly, I eat three squares a day. For breakfast I have orange juice and coffee. For lunch I have two cups of coffee, and between dinner and lunch I have another cup of coffee as a snack. For dinner I have water and on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays I have a peanut butter and jelly sandwich to go with my water. Not to mention that I am sure I swallow some of my toothpaste when I brush my teeth, and I do that at least 2-3 times a day! Kidding...I am fine.
Top ten videos on MTV in Sweden today is the top ten Cardigan videos. I am digging on the Cardigans this morning because I love the Sweden. The Cardigans are from the Sweden and demonstratively so.
I have not gotten to watch much of the World Cup since I got back to Sweden...thats a shame. The quarters are lining up nicely for some big matches. Sweden is gone, Holland is gone...I am casting my support toward Germany now although I am sticking to my initial prediction...the Argentine Thespian Society.
I had a funny occurrence yesterday in the canal town. I went there to read, but I had a letter to send so I had to find the post office. I had seen it before but could not remember where...the town is like 4 city blocks so I figured it had to be close to the station. I decided to pop into the tourist office to ask. The fact that this town has a tourist office is funny in itself! I asked the girl working there, "Is there a post office around here?" She said, "ja," and then I swear like ten seconds went by where I just looked at her and waited for her to tell me where and she looked at me waiting for me to ask where. I was not going to budge! I had obviously not come to the tourist office of this one-horse town south of Stockholm inquiring as to whether or not a post office existed there! (Whoa, "Lovefool" was only number 5...what videos are left!! I have seen all the ones I know...this is so exciting!). Finally I broke down and asked where it was. She told me, and acted as if she honestly did not know that I was trying to find my way to the post office when I asked originally if there was one near there!
Oh yeah, I took the skateboard on its inaugural run here in the Swedish Himalayas where I live. I specifically avoided the biggest hills, but at one point when I was coming up on 30 mph I had two thoughts. 1) I cannot stop now because when I take my back foot off my squirrelly trucks get a serious wobble going...I may have to tighten them. 2) I have not yet been to a Swedish hospital...that seemed like a bit of a pity.
It was one of those instances where going as hard as you could was the only option, and you have to do it well. This happens in surfing a lot...if you hesitate then you can end up in a bit of trouble. It worked out alright, but I had to make a pretty gradual left turn near the bottom of the hill and it was like making a hard bottom-turn on a big steep day at Blacks. I was completely squared-off with the front of the board (my shoulders were perpendicular to the board), and I felt like I was fully laid out toward my backside. I really think my left hand was about a foot away from the grass. I was really worried that my tail would slide and I would spin out but it actually worked and was quite fun.
It is odd for me to be in a place for almost two months without landing in the hospital though. In college I fell off my skateboard skating on the roughly 30 ft. wall of a storm drain. I have pictures from me and two of my best friends in the hospital. I had on hot pink sunglasses and my friend David had a picture of himself in front of some neon coloured painting with turtles and frogs in the children´s ward. In San Diego I separated my shoulder trying to stall in a barrel. I did not get to go to the hospital this time because I was uninsured and in America we have a first amendment right to rip off vulnerable people. So I was turned away from about 3 places before I settled on the PB Emergency Care Clinic where my fairly expensive wetsuit was finally cut off of me. Because it had been roughly 4-5 hours since my shoulder separated I had nerve damage and could not feel most of my arm for a couple weeks afterwards...I love American healthcare as much as American education of you could not guess. My hospital trip in Denmark is well chronicled. In London I never had to go myself but for a friend. I spent some 8 hours in a crummy emergency room, partitioned by a shower curtain, staring at some hideous painting while she slept. So I am due in Sweden, and I will be sure to keep detailed notes, eat all the free ice cream I can, and walk around in my underwear making unrealistic demands on the staff the entire time..."Can someone please move my chair in front of the window so I can read by it!!!...and I will take another strawberry milkshake" (reference to Denmark hospital)...
Speaking of Denmark though...I think I may go there in a couple weeks. I want to see an exhibit at the State Art Museum. I also want to see a couple friends...as good a time as I am having here sitting in silence, reading, and talking to myself in Swedish...it will be nice to go to a country where I knew people...not necessarily "where everybody knows your name," but as close as it gets!
Number one Cardigans video! Got to go...
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