Just realised that yesterday was the two-year anniversary of my arrival in Sweden*. As is so often the case with such temporal landmarks, it feels like aeons ago, and at the same time feels like it happened just yesterday—a cognitive distortion surely enhanced by The Still Ongoing Situation, but perhaps not as much as one…

Jag verker passera min språkskurs (CEFR nivå B1). Grattis till mig! (Det är lyckligt för mig att provet fokuserade mer på att läsa och skriva än att lyssna och prata… mycket mer övning behövs!)

Apropos of nothing but its glorious strangeness, one of twenty images (of what are presumably hundreds more, unscanned) ganked from an old Scientology textbook. Found via an ongoing thing at Metafilter where they’re raking through ancient posts to find forgotten gems.

Just realised it’s pretty much exactly a year since I broke the talus of my left foot while climbing… which I guess I’m glad to have remembered on my way back from the climbing wall, rather than on the way there. I now have a lot of the mobility back in that ankle, though not…