Good goat times today. A gorgeous day. Lots of sunshine and upwards of 24C/75F. That’s high summer for Denmark. Feels good! Lots of lazing about. It’s a holiday today, so no Jeanette. And only a few visitors who just pretty much walked by. So it was just me relaxing in the sun with the goats. No complaints.
Well, okay maybe one. It was frustrating how the big girls kept interupting when I wanted to sit with Sky. Only got bits and pieces alone with her. I need to ask Jeanette if we can do something about the gate between the two pens. Bella can knock it open easily even if I close the hatch. I actually brought the wire from one of my old computer mouses, thinking I would use it to tie the gate togethe. But it snapped immediately. Oh well. Maybe I’ll try bringing some stronger rope. Or maybe we can get something done about it. There used to be two hatches on the gate and if you closed both then they couldn’t open the gate. I don’t know what happened to the second hatch. Half of it is gone so it no longer locks.
But lots of sweet sitting around in the sun.
I think the weather is about to cool down again, so better enjoy it while it lasts. But summer is just around the corner now. Hopefully it will be a good one.
I am very tired now and I must soup.
25/5 2026
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25/5 2026
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Luna’s trying to lick the sky.

25/5 2026
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Look over there, a two-headed goat.

25/5 2026
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Got an hour fifty on the bike today. So I got that going for me.
Keeping at it. Working hard. It’s another hot day, helping the burn. It’s tough, but it feels good. Maybe I’m overthinking it, but maybe one of the things that makes it feel good is the simplicity. It’s a simple mechaninc. You get on the bike. You sweat it out. It’s not easy, but it’s not complicated. The pain is easy to understand and deal with. You work hard, you burn calories. If it’s too much, you can stop. You feel progress. You have control. In real life, nothing is simple, I have no control, I can’t stop the pain, I don’t feel progress.
Or maybe I’m just on an exercise high.
I also managed to call the dentist finally. Took two minutes, got an appointment at a time I wanted. Yet another instance of going around and worrying about things way too much. I just hate calling places. I wish their booking platform worked. It’s probably a problem on my end, my computer is old and outdated and I have made weird changes, mostly for accessibility and privacy reasons.
But anyhoot. Here we are. Now I can relax for the rest of the day.
26/5 2026
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It’s time for good tomato season! Sky is excited, and I.

26/5 2026
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Speaking of my old diaryland, remember burning CDs? After mixtapes, before streaming. Or whatever kids do these days. I had a CD burner and I made like coer art and printed it and you’re right, I WAS very cool and with it.
This was a good closer

26/5 2026
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goatlog

27/5 2026
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Got an hour forty on the bike today. So I got that going for me. Working hard. Trying to make a push to get close to the target, so I can relax a little again. But for now, working hard. I like the hard work, it feels good. Not so fond of the restrictive diet. I miss cheese. And making fries in that fancy oven that came with my apartment. I haven’t used it in months. But I’ll get back to there.
Oh yeah and I’m off the Pepsi again. Only had it that one time with soup. One bottle in almost 3 weeks, that’s pretty good.
It’s been almost a month since I had a blackout. Which makes me worry that one is coming, because they have usually come about one a month. Wouldn’t it be funny if I didnt have any now, what would they say at the neuro appotinment in September? Well, we would probably still want to try to find out what is/was causing them.
Well, we’ll worry about that when something else happens.
All work and no play makes Lasse a goat boy.
27/5 2026
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Triple goat score, under the deep blue.

27/5 2026
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Good goat times today. A beautiful day with lots of sunshine, temperatures sneaking up around 20C/68F. Lovely and summery, goats sitting around and panting in the sun. Feels good.
I talked to Jeanette about fixing the gate between the pens, so we can close it and Bella can’t huff and puff on it to blow it open. She said they were going try to do something about it, hopefully next week. So that would be nice. She suggested maybe I could take some of the string we have around our hay bales, use that to tie the gate doors together. I tried that, and it worked okay. Much to Bella’s frustration she wasn’t able to break the gate open. Must have been a little confusing since she’s been used to just knocking her head on it and it would spring open.
It’s not very handy though, having to tie string around and through the gate, I hope they can get some kind of lock put on it.
But I got good time with everyone, sitting and enjoying the weather. Had Luna rolled over on her side for a bit so I could rub that goat tummy. Irresistible.
And we had lots of visitors. Kids in the pen saying hi to the goats. There was a lady with some kids and she was quite enthralled with how I was rubbing Sky’s hooves when they came in. She’d never seen a goat get a foot message before! I told her how much the goats love it. an then I had to show off a little of course. I released the hoof I was rubbing and then Sky put it down and then put the other hoof up and poked me until I started rubbing that done. And the lady was all “aww, it’s asking for more”. Haha. Yeah, some people don’t know how affectionate and loving and sweet and funny goats can be. It’s always nice when you can show that off. it sounded like she had some stories to tell others now.
There was a couple of cries of “it’s pooping” at times too, from kids. Not the lady.
Today should have been my second appointment at the neuro clinic, but goat time is good for the brain so I’ll settle for that.
And now, soup time.
28/5 2026
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Oh Bella. When she couldn’t break through the gate as she has been used to easily doing, she sat down in front of it. “This thing is broken, and where is my key?!”

28/5 2026
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Put some hay out in a box and came back a little later to find that Sky had decided to camp out by it.

28/5 2026
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Okay, which of you jokers put a hat and glasses on one of our goats?

28/5 2026
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Deep blue something.

28/5 2026
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Got an hour and a half on the bike today. So I got that going for me.
And I got news from the neuro clinic. Surprisingly, since they told me that they would not be sending out results from the EEG. But they did.
And not for an alarming reason. The good?/bad? news is that the EEG was “described normal” is the phrasing they used. So, apparently my brain function is normal? That seems unlikely, I should ask for a second opinion!
But seriously. The letter says that it doesn’t rule out epilepsy and they still want to see me for an appointment in the “epilepsy clinic”. Now I am not completely sure if that is referring to the appointment I already have, the one that was supposed to be yesterday but was moved to September. That appointment is in the neurophysiological clinic (I think it was called), I’m not sure if that is actually the same as the epilepsy clinic. In any case I guess I better give them a call just to make sure. If they want to see me sooner or if I have to wait for September or whatever.
But anyway, that answer was a no answer really. No explanation for my blackouts, my passing out, memory loss etc.
But hey. Look at me with my normal brain function. Aren’t I special?
We’ll have to see what it do.
Also, the neighbour who is drilling and sawing? Or something. Doing that from 9 o’clock on a Friday, boo you. It sounds like they’re renovating something. And i feel like at my old apartment there was also often these kind of renovation noises during wekeneds. Are Friday+weekend just the time to do that stuff? Is it a private neighbour doing stuff in his own place or is it the housing association doing stuff? I don’t know. I just am real tired of the noise.
Alright. Time to relax a bit.
29/5 2026
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For the premium subscribers, a sneak peak of an upcoming video. Sky camping out at the hay box. And we have visitors! See how calm and and at easy Sky is as the kids pet her. Perfect petting goat. The big girls are more hit and miss. Sometimes Bella will run away from kids, and Luna can get grumpy if there’s too much fuss. But Sky is just great. She learned from the best, after all.
29/5 2026
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Got an hour fifty on the bike today. So I got that going for me. Still working hard. It wasn’t easy today. Had a rough morning. Not enough sleep, and strong depression. To the point of “what’s the point”. But I managed to drag myself to the bike. Instead of surrendering and ordering cake and pizza. Go me.
I got a Pepsi delivery minus pepsi too. Now that the tomatoes are getting good, I’m getting more of those. Going to have me a nice plate of cucumber and tomato tonight.
Yesterday I got some flourballs delivered too. I had half of my freezer box full of flourball packs, but the delivery service where I get the floourballs had an offer for free delivery. And I’m still worried that the flourballs are seasonal, and summer starts in Denmark on Monday… so I just wanted another batch to fill up my freezer.
The delivery guy came and gave me two big bags and I thought they seemed big for four packs of flourballs, but I didn’t think too much about until I got back inside and looked closer. And found my four packs of flourballs, and two big packs of toilet paper. Ooh kay. I thought I’d scored me some free toilet paper there. Until a minute later when my doorbell ran again. It was the delivery guy of course. I guess he was delivering to two people and accidentally gave me both.
But now my freezer is full to the brim with flourballs, so that should keep me going for a while.
I’m sorry I don’t have more exciting updates. Most of it is goats or exercise. But hey, once in a while I pass out and get sent to the ER, so keep reading you never know if you might get lucky!
30/5 2026
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I tell you what. That was a good plate of tomatoes. I stopped eating tomatoes pretty much years ago because I was worried about them being to acidic for my teeth. But now that I’m going to the dentist again, maybe it’s okay to eat tomatoes. Because I love a good salty tomato. Mmm. Going to have to find an excuse to tell the goats for why they aren’t getting any maters… aliens kidnapped them!
Better buy more next time!
30/5 2026
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goatlog

31/5 2026
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Yum. Had myself another plate of tomatoes. They are good! I think I will go on a tomato diet for a while. When I had my biggest weight loss journey a lot of it was based on a diet of tomato and cucumber. It was a little irresponsible at the time, because I wasn’t doing anything to get the protein I need. But I know about that now. So I can get the protein, and then lots of tasty maters.
My weight loss has kind of stalled the last week and a half, despite orking hard on the bike. I know you shouldn’t really judge over such a short time span, but I have been used to losing weight easily when I work hard and mind my diet. So it has me a little frustrated. I wonder if quitting Pepsi has something to do with it. I believe caffeine helps burn fat. So I am considering going back to Pepsi, at least while I do the tomato diet. I’ll make a decision about that in a couple of days I think.
My weight is okay right now. I’m so much lighter than in old days. But I’d still like to lose a bit more. To have more of a buffer, before easing back into more regular eating.
Anyway. I am happy to have tasty tomatoes again. They are a little more expensive than the ones I used to get, because these are ecological ones. But I’m willing to spend some money on this. Lots of tomatoes for me the coming days. I wonder if the goats will be able to smell it on my breath, like I smell pine on theirs. Haha.
Summer starts tomorrow. Although the weather forecast isn’t too sparkling right now. But hopefully we’ll get there again.
31/5 2026
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I’ll just be over here with my head in the cloud.

31/5 2026
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That’s all for now.

Laying low today. Gathering strength for the EEG. I’m sure it will be fine. But you know me. If there’s something to worry about, I’ll worry about it. And if there’s nothing to worry about, then I’ll find something to worry about.
Took the time today to watch Stand By Me. It must be decades since I last saw it. But it holds up. It’s really nice watching a movie with a pretty slow pace. Beautiful scenery. Great cast. Not super dark with frantic cuts and endless cgi. Modern movies don’t work well with my blindness.
So that was lovely. Although as with The Shining, I do prefer the written original. The added depth and detail and the power of your mind, it’s hard for a movie to live up to that. But the chemistry of the boys does add a lot.
And the nostalgia of childhood.. Okay, I’l shut up.
I was hoping to receive a package in the mail today too, the tracking said it would come. But it did not come, tracking has changed to “could not deliver”. So I will have to pick it up at the package shop. I was worried about this because we got notice from the housing association that they would be fixing potholes in the parking lots for the next three weeks. The notice didn’t say anything about whether this would affect access to everything, I don’t know if they close down the whole parking lot or what. But I guess the postman was unable to get in and park. I’m just worried if this will prevent my grocery deliveries. I would not like to go 3 weeks without a delivery. Hopefully if I schedule them during the weekend they can get in okay.
What, me worry?
Alright, I’ll try to relax.
Wish me luck for the EEG. I hope they find something and that it’s something that can be dealt with. Maybe we can put some leeches on my head and suck out the badness.
18/5 2026
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Oh hi. Hello. I didn’t see come in. I am back from my EEG. Spoiler alert: it went fine.
No results yet of course, so there is no important health information in this update. Just me rambling about the trip. Thank you to everyone has offered advice and kindness. I appreciate it.
And first and foresmost, a huge hank you to my mother for helping me today. She came and guided me the whole way there and back. A huge help. I am not sure how I would have coped on my own.
It’s a hospital, but it’s not like.. a building. A it’s a giant complex.
My parents have been there quite a lot, with their own stuff and with my brother’s stuff. But other than my trip to the emergency ward when I collapsed last month, i’m not sure when and if I’d been there. And of course it’s hard to find your way around when you’re blind.
So I was really happy that mom came with.
We took the bus, it has it’s end stop near the entrance we were heading for. We were there in good time.
A very nice lab tech person lady talked us through it. We talked a little about my history, my mother mentioned my brother and father’s possible history with epileptic seizures. Honestly, I’m not sure if that was all small talk to make me feel comfortable and to talk about something while she prepared things, or if it was part of the actual examination, if she noted any of that down.
But I quickly got on a bed and she rubbed sticky stuff on my bald egg, I mean head. And then she applied the 5G nanobot government mind-reading electrodes. And then we got underway.
First there were some tests. I had to do some blinking. And then I had flashing lights fired at my face, while I opened and closed my eyes. I didn’t feel any reaction to the lights. I don’t know if my brain readings during that part will say anything, but I didn’t feel like it affected me at all.
The next part was the worst. I had to hyper ventilate for 3 minutes. Breathe in and out fast. The lady said that it was normal to feel some prickling in the limbs. Yeah. I felt it. A LOT. My hands were going numb and it almost felt like they were starting to cramp. And it also hit my head. My nose and cheek and chin, pins and needles and numbness and just a very unpleasant feeling.
I felt like I was buzzing after that. But then it was time to relax for 15-20 minutes. She said that it would be fine if I fell asleep. I had purposefully not slept a lot last night, thinking I would fall asleep. Well it took me half the resting time to just sort of come down from the prickling numbness in my hands and face. I found it hard to really relax. I did not fall asleep. But eventually I did start feeling normal again and just laid there until it was done. While my mother sat next to me an knitted. She’s a knitter!
And that was that. The hyper ventilating was very unpleasant, but it all wasn’t a big deal. Nothing to worry about. Finding my way was the hardest part of it all.
Unfortunately, they are not going to send me the results. I thought that was how it would work, but apparently not. She said after a couple of weeks it would be in my journal. I think you can check your own journal online in the Danish health system portal. So I guess I’ll see if I can do that and see what it says. She also said you could call the clinic and ask. But I guess unless there’s something that needs immediate attention in the results then I have to wait until September to get more information and see what happens with the examination then.
Oh she also said that the doctor who has my case is really good, and she was sure he’d be able to figure out what was going on with me. So that’s nice. I would have rather find out at the end of May when the original appointment was, but okay. September then. Let’s hope I don’t have too many blackouts before then. If it happens at the rate it has been previously then I’ll probably have 3-5 before September. Or maybe I’m over it now and it’s all good.
Or maybe there will be a cancellation and I can get in sooner.
I’m just glad I got it done. If I hadn’t collapsed and Jeanette hadn’t sent me to the ER, who knows how long I would have put off doing something about this. Maybe longer than September? You never know.
Now I’m going to get me some soup, I think I deserve that.
Again, thank you everyone for the support. I truly appreciate it.
Oh right, one more detail. Other than the hyper ventilating, the most difficult part was… the revolving door at the entrance. Like some kind of goofy comedy movie I had to go an extra round because I couldn’t find the exit on the first try. Because of the blindness I couldn’t see that there was a part that was blocked by glass and it was part of the revolving door so it didn’t open up. I’m not explaining it well, too tired. But basically I did a merry go-round. “I needed some exercise” I told mom when I made it out.
19/5 2026
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Got an hour fifty on the bike today. So I got that going for me. The EEG appointment messed a little with my usual rhythm, but not it’s back on track and going at it. Legs felt pretty good today.
Did some stretches and exercises on the floor too. The really excruciating bad pain seems to be gone. It does seem like those specific stretches I did last time, they do help that problem. This time I better not stop doing them! And I do still have a lot of general problems that have to work on with my psoas massager and other things. But being able to sit down and do nothing and not feel pulled apart by horses, that’s good.
Got a couple of packages from the postman too. Stuff I had ordered. Just glad they got delivered. Not sure what happened on Monday with the package I didn’t get. Still not sure if the parking lot repair was part of the problem. But glad I got the ones today. And it’s always nice to say hi to my mailman, as you know he is a good guy.
I tried making an appointment at the dentist again, but the booking portal still doesn’t work. Forkning. I’ll have to bite the bullet and call them.
But other than that, hey maybe I’ll have my quiet summer. I mean, it would be have been better if the neuro followup appoint hadn’t been postponed obviously. But if I can avoid passing out in dangerous places, then maybe I’ll have a nice and uncomplicated summer and then deal with neuro stuff in September?
We’ll see I guess.
I still haven’t heard for the housing association about my ventilation system. Helle talked to the head service guy and apparently he said he’d call me to find a time to come by, but I haven’t heard anything. So I suppose I have to figure out something there.
Tra la la. I wish I could just live in the goat house and not deal with human. Or maybe be a ghost or something. This human body is nothing but trouble. If I were a ghost I could fly around the world and haunt you all. In the nicest way I mean. Why are ghosts always portrayed as evil? If I came back as a ghost I wouldn’t be mean.
Okay, I may be veering off track here. Let’s say that’s the end of that post.
20/5 2026
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Good goat times today. So good to be back in the goat place, after some days off because of all the EEGing. This is more like it. Lovely day, once the sun broke through. Sitting with the girls. The sun backing on us. The smell of the campire. Jeanette was making.. rhubard compote, I believe she said. Humankids running around and laughing. Pretty pretttty good.
Had a little chat with Jeanette, she of course wanted to know how the EEG went. And she was of course not pleased about the second appointment being moved to September. After finding me collapsed in the street I am sure she also would have liked me to get seen sooner. But here we are.
And some of the laughing kids came in the pen to pet the goats. I was giving them carrot slices right when they came into the pen and a kid was asking if he could hae some. His adult says “The man isn’t from our school so we can’t ask him for things”. But of course I gave the kids some carrot bits so he could feed the goats.
Another girl was happily exclaiming “That one is pooping!”. An announcement that was so improtant it had to be made 3-4 times, with gleeful giigles.
And a group didn’t recognise Sky I guess. Their adult asked me “is that one new?”. And when I said no, she said “but it’s so little”. Had to tell them that Sky is the oldest of them all. People still sometimes think she’s the baby. I feel ya Sky. Short person problems.
That was real nice to get a break away from all the thouhts and worries and depression and all teh rest. After a not great night. I woke up with a sore throat. Thankfully I still have my magic mouth spray, I haven’t had a real problem with sore throats since I discovered that spray. I also had some pain n my right side. Feels like the rib cage. As you may recall, my bones are so brittle that I end up breaking or bruising ribs if there’s a slight wind that hits them. So I wouldn’t even be surprised if I bruised another rib without realising. But I’m not sure, it wasn’t too bad and right now I’m not feeling it at all. So maybe I just.. slept on it wrong.
Bla bla, time to shut up and use my mouth for soup stuff.
21/5 2026
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Sunshine on my Sky makes me happy.

21/5 2026
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Luna is enjoying the shine, and hoping some o’ them twoleggers brought snacks.

21/5 2026
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I made it (lucky) 13 days without Pepsi.
Broke the streak today.
As previously discussed, I took Pepsi with my soup today. Man, I missed that dark gold. It’s so gooood, darnit.
Nothing better than a boiling hot mouthful of soup followed by a swig of ice Pepsi Max. Oh boy.
Not completely sure where I’ll go from here. I am not really sure I have felt any improvement from dropping the caffeine drink. So maybe I should just go back to drinking it every day, because I do love it.
On the oother hand, maybe I shouldn’t. I guess for now I’ll try to limit Pepsi to two days a week, with soup. That seems fair. I found three other diet sodas that sort of work for me. Not completely as good as Pepsi, but good enough.
So. It’s been an interesting experiment at least.
It’s no fun when you’re addicted to the poison.
21/5 2026
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And then there’s Bella. Still the tireddest goat in all of Denmark.

21/5 2026
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Got an hour fifty on the bike today. So I got that going for me. Into the groove, working hard. Back off caffeine, rib not hurting. Tired legs, but working through it.
It’s a hot day, so the sweat poured. Hard work, but I’m back in a pretty decent shape. Now I just have to keep going so I can reach my goals. No more rollercoasting, from now on it’s just coasting. Coast to coast. Don’t forget a coaster under that non-Pepsi.
I had weird dreams last night. Arms reach out of the TV. Spooky stuff.
But now it’s the weekend, so it’s time to party hardly.
22/5 2026
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Time for a new What’s Lasse Watching/Reading/Listening To.
My Bowie journey has moved onto Hours. I really enjoyed Earthling. Surprisingly much. Hours didn’t grab me as much on first listen, but it’s growing on me the more I listen to it. It feels a lot more simple and classic than Outside and Earthling. The more I listen the more I like it.
Finished reading Fawlty Towers Fawlts and All by John Cleese. Pretty great stor of Fawlty Towers, which you may recall is my favourite comedy series. Even though it may not be suitable for modern audiences. But if I want to laugh I just have to put on some Fawlty. The book is a funny one. In the weird sense. Parts of it feels like reading wikipedia entries on some of the guest stars, there’s a lot of information that has already been told in extra features. But there’s also super detailed and nerdy background stuff about the writing and making of the show, production notes and stuff about cameras all sort of details. Definitely recommended for Fawlty fans, and not for anyone else. I only wish it was narrated by Cleese himself, even if he is an old curmudgeon these days.
One thing that I learned from reading teh book: There was an attempted American version starring Betty White amongst others. They only did a pilot and it didn’t get picked up. I watched it on youtube. Betty is just way too nice for the Sybill character, there’s no danger in her. And it feels like a rehash of worse versions of jokes from the original. I’m not surprised that didn’t get picked up. But it was fun to see.
After the Fawlty book I proceeded to Rita Hayworth And The Shawshank Redemption. By little known writer Stephen King.
So, after reading The Shining and watching The Shining. And then reading The Body and watching Stand By Me. I got the desire to read Shawshank and watch the movie. Why not? Since Shawshank is part of the same collection as The Body, I figure I might as well just reread the whole thing, Different Seasons. That also includes Apt Pupil, so I figure I’ll read that and watch the movie of that too. I don’t think there’s a movie of The Breathing Method?
I don’t often reread things. I have read Different Seasons before, and I feel like I may have read it twice. Once in Danish decades ago. And then English audiobook some years ago. But rereading and watching the movies seems like a fun idea. And I just really love The Shawshank Redemption movie, the whole point is really that I want to watch that again.
I only wish there was an audiobook version of Shawshank read by Morgan Freeman. I originally reread The Body because there was a new audio version read by Wil Wheaton, and that was graet.
Anyhoo, I think that’s about all of note.
Also been watching some old Mitchell And Webb stuff, but Americans probably don’t know who they are.
Looking forward to getting my hands on the Mandalorian and Grogu movie too, hopefully that will be available digitally soon.
Fascinating stuff, I know!
22/5 2026
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Bella needs a booger check.

22/5 2026
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Got an hour fortyfive on the bike today. So I got that going for me.
Phew, it was a hard one today. I didn’t get enough sleep last night, so I was pretty tired. And my legs sore from the hard session yesterday. And it’s a hot day, one of the hottest of the year yet I think. So it as a cooker. But it feels good to work hard. And my weight is back to birthday levels. This time I’ll try NOT to rollecoaster back up. Keep working at it.
Also got a Pepsi delivery, and again without Pepsi. Definitely the first time the years I have had these grocery deliveries that I have had two deliveries in a row without Pepsi. What is even my life.
23/5 2026
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Hands across goatpenica.

23/5 2026
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goatlog

24/5 2026
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Cloudspotting with Bella.

24/5 2026
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Funny thing happened on bluesky. The guy who made the website diaryland back in ancient times liked one of my old posts, because I mentioned diaryland in it. I mention diaryland from time to time because it was one of my first main online presences. I had a geocities website too!
Anyway. My good friend Jen, original creator of Mia’s goat page on facebook, was talking about getting our diaryland pages back online, because a lot of them went offline. Anyhoo, long story short I guess Andrew saw all that and brought my diary.
So I have spent some time reading in it. From August 2000. That’s nuts. It’s pre Y2K, but it’s also a quarter of a century ago. Holy moly.
It’s also extremely cringy to read my first entries. And it’s dark. I was so angry, so bitter, so lonely, so hurt. Unlike now! Haha. Well, some things have gotten better, some have gotten worse. I had two eyes and no daibetes back then. But yeah, I was in a severely dark place back then. It’s a slight miracle that I lived through that.
And there’s also a lot of stupidity and inappropriateness in those old entries.
But I am so thankful I started that diary. As an outlet for my feelings. And as a means to connect with other people. Some of my best friends to this date were people I met on diaryland. When people wrote about their days and their feelings, instead of a constant stream of memes. Some things were better then. A lot of things were worse.
It’s pretty srange to see yourself back in time like that. Looking at yourself and hardly recognising what you see. No goats! How bizarre.
I am sure kids today can’t even imagine what a revolution it was when the internet came about. They must take it for granted now. Born with instant access.
Okay, I probably shouldn’t go into an even longer ramble about the olden days. I just want to thank the diaryland kids who are still around. From diaryland and livejournal and myspace and geocities and netphoria and wherever else we grew up.
Hey, I started on teletext! MTV Europe’s Spit It Out. Does teletext even still exist?
Ok ok. I’ll shut up. I’m just thankful that I was pulled out of loneliness and able to make connections with people, that was something I was unable to do in real life back then. The people I connected with online saved my life.
I just wish I could put some white text on white background in a facebook post.
24/5 2026
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That’s all for now.