A Tribute to Magoo, 1999-2007 2007 June 15Posted by @jennyjenjen in Family, I miss..., Miscellaneous, Off-topic.
Just two weeks ago, I had been getting ready for a big night at my nation. It was the last club night and I was working in the kitchen, and later we would hit the dance floor and party like fools. It turned out to be a great time with my friends and a great end to the school year. The next day was a little painful (bright sun, quite the headache!) but as I cycled home from a friend’s place, the sun was so warm and the weather so beautiful that I could not be any happier than I was in those moments. It wouldn’t last long, though.
By then, it was Saturday afternoon and when I got home I rang my father. He was a bit concerned because my dog, a 7½-year-old Chinese Shar-Pei named Magoo, had developed a sore spot on his leg and was not eating again, although they had changed his food. He was becoming rather thin and they decided that it was time to take him to the vet.
On the next Monday, the vet examined Magoo. He was in a bit of pain, as I could hear over the phone when I called my father. It was unbearable to listen to. The vet figured that it was an infection, especially since Magoo also had a fever. I told my father on the phone my concern that this was something much, much more serious than a simple infection. I was, for the first time, really afraid that something was very wrong with my dog.
You see, Magoo had been “my” dog. Although I went away to school almost four years ago, I went home enough to see Magoo and spend some good time with him. It still wasn’t as much as I would’ve wanted, though, and had been used to while in high school; Magoo, having in the beginning slept in a dog crate, starting sleeping upstairs near all of us and then soon by my door. Soon thereafter I let him sleep on my floor in my room. He listened to me a lot and followed me around a lot. When we first got him in Chicago seven years ago, I was the first person to see him at the door. And I played with him and stayed by him constantly. Although he belonged to our family, I’d like to think that Magoo and I had the strongest bond.
What I miss (part one) 2006 September 26Posted by @jennyjenjen in Food & Drink, Home vs. Sweden, I miss..., Miscellaneous.
Although I’m having a blast here and it’s a great time, I’d thought I’d write about a few things I miss quite a bit:
- Peanut butter. Sure, you can find it here in Sweden, but it’s kind of expensive for the rate at which I’d be using it. My mum says she’ll ship some to me.
- The mountains. Even the hills here are sorta weak. Though, I have to admit, there are some advantages to being at this lower altitude!
- Good ol’ rock ‘n’ roll. I mean real rock ‘n’ roll. There’s really no such thing here. There are some great musicians, yeah, but it seems like there is no familiarity with “anything with a guitar.” Bergin and I were talking to a French student about music and he didn’t seem to get the fine lines between rock, folk, bluegrass, country, etc., and it’s pretty much because you can’t find too much of it on this particular side of the pond. It’s like it gets lost once it hits the UK. Of course the bigger acts are known here but it’s not necessarily the bigger acts who have the best rock. Anyways, there’s a good amount of hip hop and house at the clubs, plus some of the good 80’s stuff and decent pop, but it seems it’s either that side of the spectrum or really angsty metal music.
- Baseball and American football. Practically nobody around here would know what the heck I was talking about if I talked about blocked punt returns, infield singles, the seventh-inning stretch or rushing yards.
- Driving. It’s not so much being able to get somewhere by car, it’s driving itself. I’ve always loved driving and I am a pretty good driver at that. I think I would love highway driving here.
Settled in Uppsala 2006 August 21Posted by @jennyjenjen in Home vs. Sweden, I miss..., Travel.
I’ve finally arrived in Uppsala, and have plenty to tell!
However, my Internet is not yet enabled and I am checking mail from a computer in the student union. I will hopefully be hooked up soon and will have time to write posts. For now, I can give you a teaser about what I am to write:
- Getting Lost in Uppsala 101
- I love flying!
- Haggling in Swedish for a bicycle
- Strange customs, strange coincedences (or is it really that strange?)
Uppsala is very beautiful and the weather is quite nice, so I am enjoying it while it lasts. I don’t miss home too much quite yet. Besides my family, friends, and dog, I do miss flexible store hours, being able to drive if I need to, cheap bus fare, my extensive wardrobe and Illegal Pete’s. While I’m on the topic of Illegal Pete’s, I also miss Jamba Juice, Half Fast, and Hapa Happy Hour. I don’t miss pollution, lots and lots of cars, the Bush administration, and driving everywhere (it has its pros and cons, you see). Strangely enough, I don’t really miss English; there is plenty of English spoken here, and when I can’t manage in English, I manage in Swedish pretty well (you’ll see when I tell about getting my bicycle).
Now, off to town!