Good goat times today. Ahh, much better. Back with my people feels good.
Glad I got out today. There is definitely something up with my throat. I am coughing more and more. But it’s not hurting and I’m feeling fairly okay. Other than the.. you know.. stuff. But good enough to get out and goat. A lovely day. Some clouds, but lots of sunshine. The temps reaching up to get just beyond 20C/68F. Which is quite a lovely summer’s day for Denmark.
The goats got some exercise today. Lots of running. I think they got scared. There was a young person, maybe a kid, who was walking by. And he was kind of making bleating noises. But I think he was developmentally challenged. And he was kind of just screaming loud bleat-ish noises. The boy, and the person he was with, just walked by the area, they didn’t come over to the goats. But it was enough to scare them. All three darted up on the hill to take a watchful position until the danger passed. But once the boy was gone, Bella and Luna started running around and butting heads and sprinting back and forth. Always fun when they start galloping about.
And a little later I goated Sky to do some sprinting too. So they all got some exercise. And after that, lots of sitting and relaxing in the sun.
Got a nice chat with Jeanette too. She was of course not happy to hear that I had another blackout. Or that my throat was bothering me. “You better not pass it to me” she said. She’s heading on vacation after this week, so we don’t want her getting sick. I wonder who I got it from? I mean. It must be grocery or cake/pizza delivery person, right? Because I haven’t seen any other people over the weekend.
Anyway, hopefully it won’t get too bad. I’m going to get me some soup now, that should fix me right up.
Not feeling super great in general, mentally either. But better with goating and soup.
20/7 2026
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SkyTime is good for what ails me.

20/7 2026
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And you know I gotsta gets my Luna hugs.

20/7 2026
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Triple goat score. With SkyButt in the background.

20/7 2026
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I’m getting pretty tired of people calling me a Nepo Baby. For the last time, Lance Henriksen is not my father. I got the role of “gross belly bursting alien” on my own skills and talents.
So knock it off.
21/7 2026
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Guess what I ate today?
I could give you a hundred guesses, you probably wouldn’t get it.
I ate Cheerios. The breakfast cereal.
Now how did such a thing come to pass, you sure ask? Well, let me bore you with a long and detailed story leading up to this particular happenstance.
I didn’t actually buy Cheerios.
It all started on Friday *wibbly wobbly flashback transition*
I had a grocery order delivered. After unloading all the stuff, the driver told me that there was one box missing and he did not know where it was. He told me to call support about it. Alright. There was a fair bit of stuff missing. So I go to call support. It’s 9.30 am at this point. Their phone support doesn’t open till 10. I feel like their phone support should be open during the time they do deliveries (7 am to something pm) but okay. So I have to go on their website and engage the chat bot. Ugh I hate these newfangled chat bots on so many sites. I especially hate when you go to a site and there’s just an automatic chat bot window that opens asking if you need help. So pushy.
But, to be fair. I also very much hate talking on the phone. So a chat bot isn’t necessarily the worst option. I typed in my problem and it put me in a queue to talk to a real person. Only took a minute and then a real human was on the chat. And I told them the problem. And after a brief pause they said that yes, the driver could not locate the missing box. And they offered to refund the missing items and give me a discount code for my next order and would that be okay? And I didn’t see any other option really, so I said fine. And then I listed the stuff that was missing from the order.
NOW. Here is where I accidentally scammed the delivery site. Among the things I had ordered where five cartons of iced creams. Since their stock of Bee and Jays flavours is so incredibly limited, I wanted dto try out some other brands. So I had ordered 5. Now. After the driver had told me that stuff was missing, I had to get everything that WAS delivered moved in and put away so I could contact support. And in that whole rush and mental anguish I completely forgot that I had taken the plastic bag containing the iced creams and put them in my sink while I pulled in the other bags. (all the goods come in plastic bags in big boxes, the driver takes the bags out of the boxes and hands you the bags). So. In the confusion I told the support person that the iced creams were among the missing items. It wasn’t until AFTER the case was closed and my refund was processed (which admittedly happened quite fast, they do offer quite good support) that I realised that I actually had gotten the iced creams. They were still in my sink. At this point it was maybe 30-45 minutes later. The iced creams were a little defrosted maybe, but I put them in the freezer. I have tried a couple since then and they were okay, maybe a little of that ‘refrozen’ crystalization you get, but good enough to eat. So I got 5 tins of ice cream for free, by accident. Along ith the refunds for the stuff that was actually missing and the discount code.
At this point you’re probably asking yourself questions like “why am I still reading this garbage” and “WHAT ABOUT THE CHEERIOS YOU MFKKER”.
Yeah, not only was there stuff missing from my order. But I also got two big boxes of Cheerios. I did not order those. I don’t know why I got them. Maybe they were supposed to go to the person who got the stuff that was missing form MY order? I don’t know.
Anyway, I suppose I should have contacted the delivery site and told them I got those boxes wrongly. But honestly, they were the ones who messed this whole thing up. And because of the stuff I was missing, I had to put in an extra order for Saturday, which meant that most of my discount code was used on shipping and handling for that order. So. I figure the Cheerios was compensation for that. If they driver on Saturday has asked for them, I would have given them back. But he didn’t.
So that ‘s how we get to here. And me eating Cheerios.
I’m not really a breakfast cereal kinda guy. A few years ago I tried some different ones. I’m sure I wrote about it. I tried Corn Flakes amongst others. I do like them, but I just don’t eat cereal at breakfast. Most of the time I skip breakfast. I know that’s the nost the smartest. But when I do eat breakfast I usually just take some fruit, for a while I did proten bars. I know I’m a low-capacity baby, but the whole idea of getting milk and a bowl and all, I just don’t have the time and energy for that.
I also don’t drink milk. I know the milk mafia will tell you that you need to drink milk and humans have always drunk milk and it’s the natural order of things. I have barely had milk for a decade or more, and it’s fine. I take calcium supplements, along ith other stuff. It’s fine. Just because humans have always done it doesn’t mean humans always have to do it. Just because you can’t milk an almond doesn’t mean you have to abuse cows. Okay, I’ll get off my soapbox.
I do like milk. I just would rather not. One of my favourite sci-fi authors Becky Chambers had a funny bit in one of her books where a bunh of aliens where aghast that humans drink the milk from OTHER species. To them it was like gross and hilarious. I can see their point. In this day and age, you can leave the milk for the calf. Okay, off the soap box again.
So anyway. That was the too long story of the ice cream heist and the mysterious appearance of Cheerios.
They were pretty good, by the way. Milk and Cheerios. I likeed it. I could keep overeating that. But I won’t. I’m struggling enough to get my diet back under control and fighting self-destructive habits. Honestly, it’s not going great right now. Adding milk and sweet cereals would not help.
And that’s the end of that post. That oughta please the little SOBs.
21/7 2026
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Here’s a pretty unusual sight. Sky and Luna sitting that close? Doesn’t happen often. I am not sure how it happened. It Sky was sitting there and Luna started coming towards her, normally Sky would get up and retreat. I wouldn’t guess that she would walk over to there and sit if Luna was already sitting there either though. This was after a lot of running though, maybe they were just too tired to care about the politics.

21/7 2026
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Wishing a very happy birthday to my mother. She must have been good, because the sun is shining.
As my dad has had a proggressively harder time of things, mom has been even more helpful to me. I am lucky that I have parents that are so helpful with all my hardships. As I have talked about before, I am sure I have not always been an easy son.
But anyway. Mom and dad are downtown with her brother and his lady, and hopefully they are all having a good time with some good eating. Maybe I should have offered some Cheerios and a bowl of milk!
Happy birthday, mom. Thanks for everything.
22/7 2026
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Good goat times today. A lovely warm day with teh sun burning down on us. Felt good.
Jeanette’s last day before vacation. She’ll be gone for 3 weeks now. We’ll miss her. I always worry a little about the goats when she’s not around. But it should be fine, it always has been.
Lots of relaxing in the sun today. Got some lapgoat time with Sky. Bella and Luna did some running around. Some headbutting and treats. A couple of visitors, but I guess the neighbour school is still on vacation, so not as many kids running around as usual.
Good for the head to be with the goats. Am pretty tired now. I’m going to get out my good table spoon and serve me up some soup. Allez-yp.
23/7 2026
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Bella relaxing on the tub, while Luna is working on some pine. And we caught someone in the net! Oh, just the hammock.

23/7 2026
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Nearer to thee, my Sky.

23/7 2026
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Gotsta have my Luna love, of course.

23/7 2026
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And let’s not forget Bella, says Bella.

23/7 2026
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Not quite sure how I’m feeling. My throat got worse overnight. But it feels better now. Still coughing a bit, feeling a bit groggy. But. Not that bad. Don’t think I have a fever or anytihng. So I’m probably fine.
Rib still hurting. Getting on my nerves. Maybe I should go back to the drawing board on that plan I had as a teenager to remove one of my ribs…
Sorry.
Still fighting to get back on track, still not doing great at it. I just want to sleep for a week or two. Maybe a good carbonite nap, la la.
One day a day. Follow that trail of m&m’s to get to the tub of bee and jays.
24/7 2026
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Think goat thoughts. Triple goat score.

24/7 2026
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I started reading Billy West’s autobiography. This has to be one of the best examples of a case where having the author narrate the audiobook really enhances the experience. Of course you would expect as much when the author is one of our time’s most allcaimed voice-over artists. Even his base voice is just nice to listen to. I have never watched an episode of Ren & Stimpy. But Futurama is one of my most beloved shows. And basically listening to Fry narrate the book, that’s a treat. And of course he takes every chance to do voice tricks, making his own sound effects and if he writes about some favmous person then he imitates the voice. He talks about his childhood and then he does his own voice as a child.
Which does get a little dark when he goes on to write about the abuse he suffered…
But I love me some Billy West. I’m not too far into it, but if you’re a Billy fan then I highly recommend it.
Good news, everyone!
24/7 2026
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I had a grocery order delivered today.
Guess what I got?
Five boxes of Cheerios.
To be clear, five boxes of Cheerios that I did not order.
I don’t know what they’re up to, are they trying to get me addicted to Cheerios?!
Actually. I was also missing 5 bottles of Squash Sport sodas. So. I guess they gave me the Cheerios instead? I don’t know. Support chat said I could keep the Cheerios. I guess i’m going to need to order more milk!
25/7 2026
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Stocking up on sodas (in between all the Cheerios) this and next week. I HOPE the delivery situation will be okay after August 3rf, when they shut down the parking space outside my building. But I figure it can’t hurt to have a cache of sodas. If the delivery situation remains okay, well then I’ll be saving some money next month because I will need less deliveries. And if the delivery situation isn’t okay, then having a cache of sodas will help with the adjustment.
I am still pretty scared about it. Only likttle over a week to go.
Worried about the local package shop possibly closing down too, that might make it much harder for me to get my packages.
Yeah yeah yeah. Never nothing.
On a bright note, watched the first episode of Stuart Fails To SavE The Universe. And I really enjoyed it. I love that kind of mix of really dumb humour and really smart sci-fi. Okay maybe not dumb humour, but sort of goofy deadpan. I know a lot of people had problems with The Big Bang Theory, but I always liked it. And having minor characters from that show starring in a nerdy sci-fi comedy, good stuff for me.
Looking forward to seeing more realities. Better than this reality.
25/7 2026
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goatlog

26/7 2026
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In case you think I was making it up about the Cheerios, here are four boxes of Cheerios. I opened one yesterday to snack on. But yeah, I’m the mayor of Cheerioville. The king of Cheerio Town. The emperor of… Cheerio.. place.

26/7 2026
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It’s been a week. It sure has. Not a great one. Still not feeling great. Rib pain. Back pain. Coughing. Mental struggles. Continued bad decisions.
But hey, lots of Cheerios!
I will try to do better next week, on the things that are within my power to affect. Words are easy, it’s just arranging them in the right sequence that is sometimes. Difficult?
Anyway, let’s attack the future headfirst. Give it a good headbutting.
26/7 2026
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That’s all for now.

Good goat times today. Ahh, much better. Nature’s antidepressants. Always happier when I’m with goats.
Wasn’t sure what to expect of the weather today. The forecast yesterday was changing up and down. From “massive rainshowers” to “possible rainshowers”. I thought I was in for a rainy day. But it turned out to stay dry. Mostly grey and felt pretty humid. But the sun was trying to get through, it was decently warm with a fresh wind. N ot too bad.
The goats were a little subdued. Felt like they had a little less energy than usual. Well, I got my big greeting and there was headbutting and shenanigans. A good deal of tired sitting around too. Maybe the grey humidity weighted them down a little. But they were fine, and it was just really good to spend time with them. Grabbed me some lapgoat time with Sky, light as a feather. Lots of licks from Luna, if she can’t get to my face she’ll just lick my arms for ages. Maybe it’s my peanut bodywash. Bella got some good slides on the platform.
All in a ll a good goat day, and good to see Jeanette again. Won’t be too long before she goes on vacation, so we have to enjoy her company too.
And now it’s time for some soup, with a proper spoon because I’m fancy like that.
13/7 2026
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Triple tired goat score. Snorey bunch.

13/7 2026
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Needed some of that sweet Luna love.

13/7 2026
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Facing the music, Bella snouty.

13/7 2026
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It’s not bodywash, but it’s a good peanut for Sky.

13/7 2026
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Rest in peace, Sam Neill. Jurassic Park was a monumental movie for me as a teenage boy in the early CGI days. For that movie alone, he is legend. Maybe the got some of his DNA so they can bring him back one day, who knows.
13/7 2026
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Is that a thumbs down button on fb comments now? I hate change. More tiny icons with no alt-text, just great. I’m definitely not going to be hitting that by mistake.
14/7 2026
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tsch-tsch-tsch

14/7 2026
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Politics aside, I still love this digital short. “I know you say there are no gays in Iran, but you’re in New York now baby”.
Oh and how about that war? It’s war! It’s not war! It’s war! It’s not war! Are therer straits in NY?
When did life become a fkn snl sketch.

14/7 2026
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Not a great day today. Slept too much. Made more bad decisions. Sweatted in the sun. But that’s okay. Tomorrow’s another day, another chance to succeed. Keep playing those numbers and some day you’ll hit the jackpot. Buckle up and endure now, sweet thing.

14/7 2026
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If you don’t turn on your alarm you won’t have to hit snooze, take a page out of Bella’s big book of dreams.

14/7 2026
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goatlog

15/7 2026
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Got an hour and a half on the bike today. So I got that going for me.
Felt pretty good. I like exercising in the heat. Just have to get back to a rhythm of it. I have been seriously slacking. I know that a regular schedule of goating and exercise is good for me, it’s healthy, it will make me feel better.
But it’s sooo easy to just sleep and sit and do nothing and eat unhealthy things. That rhythm is easy to get into and it gives instant graitification. Going out and doing things and eating healthy is delayed gratification and a harder rhythm to get into.
Anyway. I got it done today, so that’s good.
My ribs are getting better. Especially on the right side. I’m not sure if I actually wrote about it, but I bruised a rib on the left sidt AFTER the blackout rib/chest hurt. So, the pain from whatever happened when I was blacked out, that is almost gone. But on the left side there’s still pain from that one rib. I think I bent or bruised it just by leaning over in my chair, because that’s how frail I am.
I also managed to smack myself on the chest with my rod today. Don’t you hate when that happens? I did not realise how tricky the rod exercises are when it’s this hot. Your hands are just immediately sweaty. And let me tell you, it’s hard to get a good grip on your rod when your hands are that sweaty. We’ve all been there, right?
So my grip slipped and the tight coil sprang and the rod slapped my chest. At least it wasn’t my face. I’m going to need to get some paper towels to do the rod exercises when it’s this hot.
Now I can relax for the rest of the day. One day a day.
15/7 2026
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Sky in the field of dreams of treats.

15/7 2026
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Good goat times today. A Beautiful sunny day. It’s heatwave in Denmark again. Not as brutal as a few weeks ago. But it’s quite hot.
I wasn’t feeling too great today. Didn’t sleep well. I walked around feeling almost dizzy like I was going to fall asleep in mid walk. Had to eat one of the pears I had brought for the goats, because I hadn’t eaten breakfast. And that probably wasn’t smart in the heat and my state.
But hey I survived. I’m very tired now. And my back is hurting a lot. It’s gotten worse as I’ve gotten in worse shape. Have to get back to more stretches and exercises. Never nothing.
Anyway, the goating was lovely. Sitting in the sun with the girls. And running around for a bit. Bella and Luna got in a big huff of headbutting and sprinting around. I may have doaded, and goated, them on a bit. They were running from platform to platform and practically doing pirouettes. They got really worked up. While Sky sat in the grass and looked at them like “where do the yungins get that kind of energy”.
We had some sweet visitors too. They didn’t come in the pen, but they were chatting with the goats, and that was very sweet.
I may have had a few head-dropping half-naps.
Both in the goat pen and after I came home.
Gonna get me some soup now. And try to find a sitting position that helps the pain. I wish I could just get rid of this body. Any takers?
16/7 2026
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SkyLove

16/7 2026
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Gotta get my Luna loving too, always happily huggable.

16/7 2026
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The first ever episode of the Hitch-hikers Guide To The Galaxy was broadcast on radio on Wednesday March 8th 1978.
Exactly one week before I was born. Isn’t that something? I mean, it’s something that I don’t know what it is.
Just finished reading the 2½ Dirk Gently books. Very much enjoyed them. I feel like reading more Douglas Adams, so I put Last Chance To See on the MP3 player, as I ihaven’t read that. I have read HGTG several times, but I think I may give the radio series a listen. Don’t think I have ever listened to that.
I’ll refreain from telling the school librarian anecdote for the 5th time, you’re welcome.
16/7 2026
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Today’s attempt at a selfie with Bella and Luna.

16/7 2026
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16/7 2026
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Thunder came rolling through. It sounds nice when you have the balcony doors open.
It’s another hot day, but it looks like the heatave is ending. The forecast says lower temps and some rainy days.
It’s been a pretty hot summer, by Danish standards. Or maybe it’s just that it gets hotter in this apartment. Won’t be long before I start complaining that it’s too cold!
17/7 2026
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‘Intellect and romance over brute force and cynicism’
This continues to be a thing that makes happy every time I watch it. Somewhere out there, there is a timeline where Craig Ferguson still has a late night show and somehow that prevented all the sht that has happened in this shthole of a timeline.

17/7 2026
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If you need an 8 minute break from reality, here’s Bella and Luna’s playtime. I love when they get so excited that they just sprint off.
17/7 2026
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I thought I heard the ice cream!
When I was a kid, that bell was always so exciting. HjemIs. HomeIce. What kind of sorcery is this, you ear a bell and you go to the van and you hand over cash and YOU GET ICE CREAM. Tell me that’s not magic. Why don’t they have that with pizza. And bee and jays.
Just have vans driving around delivering great stuff. This is my new business plan, I’m going to be so rich. Send me some crypto if you want to invest, bro.
Okay, happy Saturday.
18/7 2026
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Fuck. I blacked out again.
Putting the pieces of my mind back together again. What I did today. I had groceries delivered this morning. And I ordered pizza. And I ate that. And I was watching The Hawk. Tne new Will Ferrell show. I watched the first episode. And I can see I was 7 minutes into episode 2 when I paused that. I wonder if that’s when the attack came on. I can see that I opened my text editor and typed in “17;16”. typing in the clock when I felt hte attack coming on. A quarter past 5. I more or less back to self aware at 17:49. So. I was out for a bout half an hour. And now the pieces of the puzzle are coming back together.
I was really hoping I was beyond this. But I guess not. Whatever it is, it’s still going on.
Last time it happened was Saturday the 27th June, so 3 weeks ago. I got the hospital appointment in September. I wonder if I should contact my own doctor and say it’s still happening
Fux it. This really sucks. It’s such a nasty, horrible feeling. Coming back from the oblivion and not knowing where you are and what you were doing and what has happened today and everything. Ugh.
I can’t think of anything particular that would have triggered it. Last time was a Saturday too, but that was after exercising. I didn’t exercise today. Did I sleep too much last night? I still have a feeling it might be connected to sleep problems.
It’s just a frightening and uncomfortable thing. Last time it happened it was the hard heatwave. Today it’s pretty cool, I had both balcony doors open and wind going through, it hasn’t been a hot time in here.
It’s just past 6 pm now. The pieces of the puzzle slowly fitting. I was planning to eat ice cream today, some of the ice cream I had in the grocery delivery. And leftover pizza.
Ugh.
It’s such a horrible feeling. Not knowing what you were doing, what you’ve been doing, what you were planning to do. It’s such a scary feeling, being lost in your own head. The fear that it won’t come back, that you’re just lost, that you have lost yourself forever. But thankfully it always does seem to come back.
I guess I was just sitting here in my chair in front of the computer through the whole thing. I don’t think I got up, or did anything weird while I was in my trance state.
I can see my last fb update about the ice cream van was at 14:20. Pizza was delivered at 14:42. So I ate that. And then watched 1½ episodes of The Hawk. And around 17:15 I started getting that mental deja vue wooshy feeling that preceeds the blackouts. Turns to my txt file and noted the time and.. then I was out.
Okay. Well i guess now I just have to get back on track.
At least I don’t seem to have hurt myself or done anything bad. Hopefully no more cracked ribs.
Damn it.
18/7 2026
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Okay, I guess I’m heading to bed. Tired and sad. Feeling defeated. What is the point of everything? My brain is malfunctioning, my body is falling apart, the world is dumpster fire. I just want to sleep and not wake up.
But hey hey, thank you everyone for the comments, suggestions and support. I appreciate that there are people who care about me, it makes it harder to not care about myself, even if that’s where my mind always slides.
Alright, shut up now, me. Tomorrow’s another day, probably. See you when we get there.
18/7 2026
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Oh hello, Facebook. You’re up?
I managed to get out of bed. After about 11 hours. I don’t know if people who haven’t experienced depression can really understand how physical it can feel. Like a hand holding you down, like a blanket covering you. It can be hard to wrestle away from it.
To be honest, I probably would have stayed in bed longer if it wasn’t for tummy issues. Depression also helped me eat extremely poorly yesterday. So I had to get out of the bed…
And then I go on Facebook and I’m told that my account is temporarily unavailable. My first thought was “Great, did I write something completely horible in my bad state yesterday and it got me banned?”. But looking at other social media I could see lots of people complaining about the issue, so I figured it was a general fb problem and not something with my account specifically.
And now it seems to be working.
I am not quite working. I was supposed to exercise today. But I’m not going to. I slept too long, I may nap more in the comy chair. Probably order junk food and feel bad for myself. Because that always helps.
Tomorrow is another week. I just… am really tired. Of being me. Of the world. Of everything. I just wish it would all go away.
But hey hey I’ll feel better when I’m with the goats. Fight to live another day.
Thanks again everyone for the support. Sorry to be a buzzkill. When my Lost numbers win me the lottery I’ll send you all a cheque for therapy services rendered.
19/7 2026
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Getting ready to head to bed. Don’t know how much I will sleep. Slept way too long today and also took a nap. So I’ll have to see about that.
It hasn’t been a good weekend. Blackout and bad decision. Starting to formulate the plan for improving things, so hopefully I can follow through on all that. First order of business, stop eating cakes. I have been eating cake almost every day. And I mean, like eating a family sized cake all on my own. Because I can’t do things in moderation. I can’t have a slice of cake, I have to eat thew hole thing. Very expensive and very unhealthy. So. I have a two half cakes in the fridge. I should throw them out, but I will probably eat them tomorrow. But then. No more ordering cakes. I promise! (probably). No more. And then there are other things. Need to get back to more goating and exercising and eating better and there are some things I’m going to try to improve sleep.
I know I should contact my doctor about the blackout. But I am feeling very avoidant. I have an appointment in a couple of weeks to get blood tests done and some other stuff, for the potassium concerns. I think I may wait until then and bring it up there. And then it will be like a month until my hospital appointment at the neuro clinic. And since these attacks come like once every 3-4 weeks, it’s probably fine. Probably.
I’m just very tired and sad and my main concern right now is just being able to get out of bed and try to halt some of my most self-destructive behaviour.
Got the stress of the parking situation looming too. Two weeks from now I don’t know if I’ll be able to get deliveries anymore… I mean, I hope it will be okay. But you know me what worry.
Oh, I do also worry if something is up with my throat. This evening I have started feelign a scratchy throat. Not really pain. But having to clear my throat a lot. Some coughing. Feels like there could be something building. It’s been a fairly cold day, I’m trying to find a balance with keeping my balcony doors open to get some fresh air in, but not letting it get too cold. I have started using my mouth spray again, I haven’t had a really bad throat infection since I started using that spray years ago. Hopefully it will keep me well now, if something is brewing.
Sorry for all the whining. It helps me to write stuff out though. Raise your hand if you wish fb was still down!
One day a day, I’ll do my bester tomorrow. Be butter.
19/7 2026
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That’s all for now.