Call Me Sporty Spice
Today I’ve outdone myself by running another extra lap around the park, making it three instead of the “usual” two (I’ve been running again for a week), prolonging the entire run to a total of about 25 minutes which happens to be my personal record, at least for this year. And as if that wasn’t an achievement for me already, I actually still felt fine afterwards and probably could have run much further. If I ever wanted to stop it was because my legs were tired and not because of the impending popping of my lungs.
At this rate I will check off my first item of Janika’s and my Örebro Bucket List this weekend already: - Rosi has to run 30 minutes. It’s a done deal, I say.
Yes, I’m still alive! (But barely, since I’ve sort of quit eating… the things a teeny weeny heartache will do to you.)
Reblog with 'I Love You' in another language :D
Ryanair. The only way I’ve ever flown.
They get loads of bad press, but I think if you’re not completely out of touch with state-of-the-art technology (e.g. the internet) and you don’t have high standards when it comes to service, you can actually save a lot of money with them. They might not be the first choice for long-distance flights, but for commuting between Germany and Sweden I, as a pennyless B.A. student, wouldn’t consider any other airline. Still, in the end I will always prefer travelling ‘round Europe by bus.
Vote for your favourite name for our dog so far!
In case you skipped that part in my last blog entry: We really do have a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel Name Search Blog, and you can find it here to check the latest entries.
To get closer to making a decision we may (or may not) consider public opinion, so we will have a poll about once a month where you can vote for your favourite suggestion. And today the first poll went online! You have until next Friday to give us your opinion in this twtpoll.
We thank you in advance for your participation!
I Can't Haz Internetz
It’s a sad state of affairs, but the mobile internet I have here in Sweden actually has a volume limit (something between 10 and 20GB a month, but nobody really knows), so my internet activities have been downsized to a minimum, because I obviously reached that limit after two weeks. This means no more Flickr, no Last.fm radio, no YouTube and, God forbid!, no watching my terrible German daily soap at home! All those things I have to get done in the office now, and since I’m trying to seperate my private online business from work (I said ‘trying’, okay?), it usually means I have to stay in longer and come in on weekends. Blaaaaaah. I’m know I’m whining too much about this, but I can’t help myself.
Other than that I have little to write about, but here are some bits:
- I’m still working on my essay against political correctness and giving words more power than they deserve. It basically only needs to be edited now and I’m planning to publish it within the coming week, but me and planning? Well, don’t count on it!
- My Advanced Swedish class will start this Tuesday, so I will finally be forced to not only listen to and understand Swedish, but also produce language myself. I’ve been avoiding that as much as possible until now, because I hate making mistakes and I know I do when I speak Swedish.
- I have finally opened the “dog blog” that Uti and I want to use to collect ideas for dog names, because we’re at least medium serious about getting a dog - preferably a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel - once we are back together next summer. (Yeah, just like a little family! We’re practically like an old couple anyway.)
- And lastly, I think I have gained even more weight in those three weeks I’ve been here, so I intend to take up running again (even though it’s not good for my joints, but you ain’t getting me into a public indoor swimming pool). Please remind me again in a few days!
Alright, so I’m really not very good at vlogging, but I do want to practise and get better, so this won’t be my last entry (I hope). I will put in more effort next time and maybe edit a little bit. I understand that eight minutes really is asking for too much.
One question, though: Do I always gesture like this? Is that the result of my continually shortening sinews due to my refusal of sportive activities? It looks scary!
PS. Es gibt deutsche Untertitel für euch, liebe mama und lieber P.! (Und für alle anderen der deutschen Sprache mächtigen Interessierten, die Probleme mit meinem manchmal etwas verworrenen Englisch haben.)
