my life is thoroughly unexciting. however, that never stopped people from updating their blogs and shan't stop me.
i am in sydney and it is somewhere between vancouver and lund. minor differences at best, such as the vegemite selection in the supermarket, the mysterious absence of black beans and the ubiquity of very small lizards. in vancouver it was the ubiquity of normal-sized squirrels, in lund it's...people on bikes. (side note: in minneapolis last summer, i borrowed betsy's bike one day to speed up my exploration of the neighborhood. funny thing was, there was never anywhere to park the bike. not a single bike stall graced my eyesight over the day and i was forced to chain the bike to various road signs and such. i am not mentioning this to reinforce the cultural stereotypes of americans, it's just that i really like bikes.)
i have seen weird animals. they were cool. previous to this journey, my only encounter with the platypus was in the south park episode where kenny turns into a duck-billed platypus (which, on a side note, is a tautology as far as i can tell), but now i have seen them for real and fellas, they are the shiz-nitz. an egg-laying mammal with a duck-bill and waterproof fur that searches for food in the water with electrical sensors AND has got poison in the back claws! i may not know much, but i know that it totally kicks the kronhjort's ass. and it does it so much that i had to get a platypus plush toy. does it rock? do you even need to ask?
there are also other very cool animals, including but not limited to: wallaby, echidna, wombat, bilby, cassowary, emu and of course the ever-so-loveable kangaroo.
the echidna is a very hip and stylish animal, similar to the hedgehog but with a hipper and more stylish snout, and some additional curl-up-to-a-ball capabilities. i really like hedgehogs so with the echidna it was love at first sight.
also, we have cats. the guy who has the house we're renting a room (or, more correctly, a granny flat) in is one of the biggest cat-fans to ever grace god's green earth and has three of the nicest cats ever. i'm slightly allergic to cats, but as long as they are kept outside the room and i don't touch my eyes with my hands after patting them, things are working out. i like cats. and if you for some reason doubt my statement that graeme, the owner, is a rather large fan of cats, here's a little story: about when i arrived, he started to become really sick. coughs and blood clots and other nasty things making it tough for him to walk and fatigued and other less than stellar things. after a couple runs to the doctor he was finally admitted and stayed there for a week and a half or so. we were planning to visit, but before we got there rachel got a call where he asked if the cats were okay, rachel asked how he was, he said that he had lung cancer and had decided not to get it treated and the doctors were giving him four months. but he just called to make sure the cats were okay.
he's home now, he's gotten an oxygen-making machine and his family has come over from britain and thailand. it's been nice to have some people in the house, when he went in to hospital it was just us and the cats and it's just not enough for a house that could easily fit three or four more persons. i think it will be pretty horrible when he starts getting worse, i don't like death but i hope i can handle it alright. he will most likely die while in the house and either me or rachel will be the first one noticing. death's a natural part of life and all that, but it's still pretty crap.
so anyways.
i got a job. it's a pretty nice job, but doesn't pay that well. i'm translating health and safety information from english to swedish, and boy am i learning about parts of the body i never knew existed and illnesses i never wanted to know existed. it's pretty interesting and at least related to my degree in some way. it's also part time and work at my own pace, which is pretty good. the only thing that's bad is that i don't meet any people, i just sit on my own in a cafe or computer center all day.
ok, there's a guy making extremely irritating noises in a microphone now, so i am out of here.
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Bikes do kick the ass muchly. I lived bikeless for four months in Tokyo, but got back last week to find my steed ready and waiting... What a sight for sore eyes.
Also, I do not know what a cassowary is. It shall have to wait until have band which is broad, as I fear even Wikipedia may be a bit much for this free internet "connection" I'm on now.
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I am still very... something about death. I haven't reached the stage in my life where I can accept that it actually does exist, not really. Suppose it's the "It's something that happens to other people, I'll be ok somehow."-mentality. Guess I've just lived a very sheltered existence, so I can't honestly imagine not waking up one morning, or being around when someone else doesn't... Hope (and assume) you guys will be able to handle it better than I probably would.
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