Went to the doc to see if my back was alright after my little stunt trying to get off a running train. Turned out that my back was ok, but an old knee problem turned out to be something else. In response to my question if it could be cured, the doctor told me that it could be kept under control (!). I guess he saw my face shrink then, because he told me we'd discuss how good or bad it is after I get my X-rays done. Told me to stop playing squash - the one thing that makes me forget everything else. Will get to know today how bad (or good) it is. Man, I'm too young for this shit!