Good goat times today. A lovely sunny morning. The forecast promised rain, though. As the day wore on, dark clouds started coming in. By the time i left it as thundering and hailing.
But it was just good to be back where i belong, with the happy crew. Several sweet visitors while the weather was good. Little kids running around, I helped them pet the goats and everyone was having a good time.
And something happened today that hasn’t happened in many years. I got lapgoat time with Sky! Oh my, I never thought that would happen again. When was the last time? At the old place it was.
I did not realise, but she’s way lighter than Luna! She looks kind of heavy, with the junk in the trunk. But Luna is much heavier.
Speaking of Luna, it happened while I was sitting with Sky, just sitting next to her, and Luna started coming over to us. So I knew Sky was going to run away. I grabbed her and was surprised how light she was and I put her in my lap. And I was surprised how calm she was, she generally doesn’t like if you put your arms around her or hold her or things like that. But she settled down and chewed her cud. It was so sweet. But Luna did come over to us, and she wasn’t too pleased that someone had taken her spot as lapgoat. She kept trying to get at Sky and kept bugging us. So it wasn’t as relaxing as it could have been. But it was just so sweet, having Sky sitting in my lap like that. With all we’ve been through, i just love her so much and it made me happy to get to sit with her like that. I guess we’ll try it again without interruptions from the big girls, since she surprisingly seemed to like it.
But that made me happy.
And then a walk home in hail turning into rain and then thunder starting to roll in. Good day for some soup now.
26/5 2025
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Aw. Lapgoat time with Sky. Must be 5-6 years since that happened last time, if not even more. While Luna is not happy to have her spot taken.

26/5 2025
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Happy Memorial Day to my American friends. would be a good day to learn from the past.
26/5 2025
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Sitting down with the big girls.
I got another new shirt. Guess what I did?
If you guessed that I did the same thing as with the last new shirt and kept that QR code tag on it while wearing it out, weeeell 1) How dare you and 2) yes that’s correct. Because learning from your mistakes is dumb.
I was talking to Jeanette and she noticed it and pulled it off. Without her I would have worn it the whole day. Oh. Well.

26/5 2025
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Bella’s got her eyes on the prize. And Luna’s trying to catch up.
So, I got my new shirt in size L to try it out. I usually go for XL, even after losing weight. If not XXL. Now L is still, as it were, large. Of course. But hey, it does fit better. I remember L sizes being horribly uncomfortable and I just would not wear them. I do like them longer, to cover the pockets so the goats don’t have as easy access to steal treats.
Anyway. Tempted to replace all my shirts with smaller sizes, but you know it’s inevitable I’ll put the weight back on sooner or later. So the Lasse rollercoaster goes. Where it stops nobody knows.
Gonna try me an M shirt soon, see if that’s a step too far. I have always been.. big boned. NO JOKES.

26/5 2025
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Blooper reel has been updated for the premium subscribers.
27/5 2025
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Got an hour fifty on the bike today. Good to get back on that. I skipped two sessions last week. First from feeling sick, then from feeling sad. I thought the break might have strenghtened my legs, but didn’t really feel that. Tired legs. And several aches around my body. So it was pretty bleh. But good time invested, gotta keep up the rhythm. It’s so tempting to just.. not exercise. Save all that time and energy. But I know if i go down that road it wil llead me back to wearing XXL shirts.
I’m not good at moderation. If I have a bag of candy, i will eat the whole bag in one go. If I have a blueberry pie, i will eat the whole pie in one go. And I can’t just exercise occasionally. I need a rhythm and a regimen and to keep at it. Otherwise it ends up being not exercising at all.
AI summation: Eat a whole blueberry pie and don’t exercise. Are you happy with his summation [Y/N]
27/5 2025
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If i were to get a substack i would call it We All Live In A Yellow Substack.
I’m not, though.
27/5 2025
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Sky can has treat?

28/5 2025
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Gut punched.
I knew it was coming, but today I was notified that my lease is terminated. Due to my apartment being removed as part of the renovation of the building.
I have to be out April 1st next year.
So there’s time to go.
But I don’t know. If I can survive this. How to deal with this. Being pulled out of my hidey hole.
Ten months. To go. The housing association has to rehouse me, so I will have to get in touch with the rehousing consultant and start that process. And just really really hope they can find me something similar to what I have now, in the same general location. Otherwise I just don’t know.
I don’t want to deal with this. Why can’t reality just leave me alone?
What is the point of doing anything now, when the comet is coming.
Oh bother.
28/5 2025
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Hey thanks everyone for the supportive comments. Not feeling very talkative right now, or optimistic, or willing to open my eyes. But hey hey one day a day day. And we got Sky lapgoat time video up on the goat page, which is much nicer.
We’ll see how it all goes, thanks for being on my side.
28/5 2025
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Well, I’m off to bed. Again thank you all for the supportiive words and for bearing with the dramaqueeny hissy fits.
I feel like i can’t breathe, but the thing about breathing is you can’t really stop breathing. Until you do. And then all your problems are solved. I guess I should be thankful to have problems!
I have some paperwork to look at and I’ll take some days to get my bearings. Then I will have to start looking at what needs to be done. It’s good that i have ten months to deal with it. This whole renovation of the neighbourhood is a thing that has been going on for, I don’t know more than 5 years. A decade? It’s a longterm transformation of the city. Originally I thought my building was going to be torn down, like several others. Then I got the news that it wasn’t going to be torn down and i was happy. Then I got the news that they’re getting rid of the ground floor apartments in the buildings and mine among them. And then I wasn’t happy. They’re going to have taller entranceways in teh buildings, or something. No ground floor apartments.
Anyway. I’m terrified, but I knew it was a problem that wasn’t going to go away on its own. And now it’s here. So here we are.
Well, here -I- am. For now.
28/5 2025
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When it rains it pours. And then farts in your face.
Broke my camera today. At first I thought it was just another highlarious video of the camera knocked over, no harm no foul. But no. It’s dead, Jim. Completely gone. Foxit. I do have a replacement camera, got it last year in anticipation of this. So it’s not the end of the world. But it is 450 dollars down the drain. Foxit.
My computer has been acting up too. Yesterday it spontaneously rebooted. Did that about a week ago too. I’d really to get a new one. But then I’d have to spend so much money. And then there’s delivery. And then I’d have to deal with Windows 11 and trying to get everything to work as it does on my current pc. I hate dealing with change and new things.
So these aren’t the best of times in that regard. What with my entire life being turned upside down.
But hey, it’s not all complaints. I did have good goat times today. The forecast is promising lots of rain these days, but it stayed nice and sunny while i was out. Since today is a holiday there was no Jeanette and no visitors from the school. Just me and the goats. And without a camera I was just sitting around and enjoying their company. It feels weird to not film and take pictures. So ingrained in my routines. But it’s just good to be with the goats. That’s what heals me.
And then I got home and did an hour and change on the bike. it’s so tempting reight now to just say foxit all, if everything is going to be ruined why not stop exercising and just eat pie and pizza and let everything spiral. But i’m trying to keep the good routines going. Doing my best.
Need soup now, catchup on the facebox later. Thank you everyone for being there and trying to keep my mind in a positive space. I appreciate it.
29/5 2025
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Well, I didn’t take any photos today, but I did record a couple of videos before the camera got murdered. Here’s a grab from one. Featuring the usual suspects in the camera murders, Bella and Luna.
Oh and another new shirt. This time, no tag. And this shirtis a Medium. Definitely a little tigther than I like them, but I mean? It sort of works? I Can sort of pass for a Medium? I mean, I’ll never be a good-looking Medium. But I never thought I’d leave the house in a Medium shirt. Other than that one time i went to the Ghost Talk Convention.

29/5 225
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well the string of not great things continued. Just had a scary incident with my father.
I believe he’s okay now, I should say tha first.
He was coming over to my place, and whe he rang my doorbell I heard him rattling the doorhandle and my mail slot, like he was in a hurry to get in.
When I got him inside he was pretty out of it. Like he was close to passing out. He was not in good shape. He told me there was a guy downstairs who had refused to help him even though he’d cried out, he said he almost hadn’t made it up to my door.
I’m not sure exactly what happened, if he’d had some kind of spell or attack. He said he was dehydrated. i got him about 10 glasses of water.
I wasn’t surewhat to do, he couldn’t get out of the chair. So we just talked for a while and I got him new glasses of water as he regained some strength. We called mom, and I figured she would come and take him to the hospital. But by the time she got here he was feeling strong enough that they decided to take a taxi home. He was able to go up and go to the bathroom on his own.
So. Now I’m waiting for them to call when they make it home. I’m glad it wasn’t worse, but it was bad enough. Maybe they should have gone to the hospital. But mom will keep an eye on him now. Hopefully he will continue to get better.
It’s times like these I wish i was a more capable person, a normal son who could have driven him home or to the hospital or whatever. If something really serious had happened I don’t know how I would have coped. But i guess in those situations you just have to.
I’m glad it seems to be okay. He’s got a doctor’s appointment on Monday, so they’ll have enough to talk about.. if he doesn’t end up seeking medical attention before that.
Didn’t help that I was feeling sick myself, had to have some awkward toilet time while he sat in my living room and waited. Oy. But it all could have been a lot worse.
Yeah it hasn’t been the best of weeks.
One day a day.
.. okay they just called as I was writing this. They’re back home, and dad is having something to eat. Sounds like he’s getting better and mom will keep an eye on him. Hopefully no worse news.
30/5 2025
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Heading off to be now. And by heading i mean crashing headfirst into.
It’s been a day, it’s been a week, it’s been a year. It’s a been a life.
Well, again thank you everyone so much. Sorry I’m not replying to every great comment, but I really do appreciate all the love and advice. Going through life barely caring about myself, I never thought anyone would give one let alone two shts about me. And here I am blessed with berryfalls of love. Thank you. And it helps me to write out all these thoughts, so hopefully it’s not too annoying. When I win my millions I’ll pay you all a handsome therapist fee.
This post sponsored by Better He just kidding
Love you loves.
31/5 2025
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No disaster today. So far. Never flinch.
Talked to my dad, and he’s continuing to get better. So that’s the right direction. Hopefully he will be back to full strength soon, even if full strength isn’t what it used to be. Just glad he’s recovering.
I dragged myself on the bike today for an hour fortyfive. Felt good to zone out on physical exertion and more or less hut off the mind for a while, listening to music and pedalling feet and flapping arms.
It’s so tempting to just sink into depression and bad habits and do all the things that feel good but you know aren’t good for you in the long run. But I’m trying to keep up with the good habits.
I’m considering getting a pizza tomorrow. I feel like I deserve a treat. On the other hand, I’m spending a lot of money on protein bars right now and I kind of want to see if I can lose weight while eating those (along with other stuff, don’t worry) but that plan gets disturbed if I start eating really bad stuff too. You know I can’t have one slice of pizza. If I get a pizza, I get a pizze and get it all.
Anyway. I’ll see if I can talk myself out of it tomorrow. Today is soup, and soup is always good. Got a fresh delivery of Pepsi & Protein yesterday, and along with that comes fresh potaters and carotters. Trying some different ones cos the last ones weren’t so good.
I better end this exciting update before I cause multiple heart attacks around the world. Maybe I should start putting trigger warnings at the top of the page. WARNING this content too exciting for people who aren’t in peak fitness condition. I may require a doctor’s note to let you read, and I mean a real doctor. Not a Doctor Two Scoops doctor.
Okay, I’ll shut up now. Again, thank you all. For the support when things are tough and for listening when I yabble.
31/5 2025
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I had planned to look at the paperwork about my rehoming today, but after I was done exercising I was just… not feeling like dealing with anything. It hasn’t been a great week. Being thrown out of my apartment, my camera being murdered, my dad’s almost collapse in my apartment. It’s been a lot.
So I’m taking the rest of the weekend off. Gonna inhale a truckload of melatonin (don’t worry, I’m kidding) and sleep for 15 hours tonight (I may not be kidding about that part). I’ll look at the papers next week.
I do have until April next year, but on the other hand I need to get going right away to have the best chance of them finding me something that suits my wants and needs. The information i got in my digital mailbox said the papers would have more information about the timeframe and the rehoming consultant. So i’ll look at that next week and see what it says and start considering what to do and when. There’s a part of me that wants to put it off for as long as possible. I am really not ready to move RIGHT NOW. But that probably wouldn’t be the plan anyway.
Ideally I would like to have the summer off and enjoy it with the goats while slowly continuing the cleaning out of my apartment that I have already started. Getting rid of all the stuff would make moving easier to deal with.
But we’ll see. Sure would be nice to get an apartment with proper sound proofing. Maybe one of the newly built blocks around the neighbourhood. I have been listening to the elephant offspring stampeding all night. At least the bulls don’t doze during the weekend.
i need a hibernationcation.
i know many many people have it much much worse. But they aren’t me. You can see the difference. Why am I so burnt when i’m barely on fire? Doesn’t help that the whole world is ablaze.
I don’t just need a new apartment, I need a new planet. Enjoy a new life in the off-world colonies.
31/5 2025
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Just because I’m posting annoying personal posts doesn’t mean i’m not going post annoying goat posts. I did take photos before the day of the camera death. Here’s Luna sitting with her plate of hay, and Sky in the background sitting with her plate of hay. not pictured: Me sitting with a pizza box.

31/5 2025
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Hi June
1/6 2025
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goatlog

1/6 2025
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First day of summer and my apartment is rocked by the sound of thunder outside, almost as loud as the dozing bulls.
1/6 2025
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Did you know that in Danish “bee” is “bi” which means in Denmark if you’re bisexual you are beesexual. It’s okay, honey. I know it stings.
And so on and so forth. The more you now.
1/6 2025
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Hi Sky

1/6 2025
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That’s all for now.

Good goat times today. A beautiful hot sunny day. Bit of a cold wind. But a cool breeze on a hot day is not a bad thing.
Perfect weather to hang aroaund with the goats. There was a lot of tumbling today. Bella and Luna butted heads on the ramp to the platform and Luna got pushed down and tumbled down the ramp, rolling over on the way down. I had to check to make sure she was ok, it looked almost dramatic. But she was fine. She also tumbled around in the dirt while trying to sit down on the side of the mountain. I had to rub that exposed belly. I did some tumbling too, while sitting down and trying to hug and hang on to Luna and she was moving and I just rolled around a bit in the dirt. Balance is hard.
We had a sweet little visitor in the pen, saying hi to the furs and the feathers and running around for a bit. I recognise her voice, I know she’s been here before. Her adult was new though, he wasking if it was ok for them to come in and other things. Appreciative of me opening the gate for them.
Had a chat with Jeanette too. About what’s going on with the playground, and about my situation with the renovations and the future of my apartment and stuff. She gave me some good advice, that was very nice.
As for the playground, I don’t think I’m allowed to talk about everything, but the important bit is that the playground should be safe for another 2-3 years. It might be up in the air after that, and there’s other stuff going on that could have consequences and repercussions. But for now we’re carrying on as normal. And then we’ll just have to see how it all goes.
for now I goes to the soup bowl.
19/5 2025
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Three goats relaxing in the sun. Actually, this may have been a sitdown protest. Jeanette had just washed their breakfast bowls and handed them to me over the fence, then we started our talk. And it was a pretty long talk. And I was standing there with the bowls the whole time and the goats were like “WTF those bowls need to be filled, we haven’t had breakfast yet”. Eventually they got tired of complaning and bugging me, and they all went to sit down. And once my chat with Jeanette was done, of course I got breakfast served for those poor, starving goats.

19/5 2025
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“Talk to the hand”
“Hey, hand, give me treats”

19/5 225
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So I got a new shirt. An Andor shirt. I like it. Should have gotten it in a smaller size, but you know I like my oversized shirts.
Anyway. Smart blind guy that I am, I did not realise that there was a little white sticker thing on the top of the chest, something with a qr code. So I went around all day with a qr code on my chest, didn’t realise until i got home. Whoopsie. Oh well. That’s what you get for not prewashing I suppose. I just got it and just wore it out.
Luna is diligently ridiculing me.

19/5 2025
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Ouch. My body aches. I guess that tumbling around with goats took more of a toll than I thought. Pretty sore. Especially my left hip/buttocks. Hope I can exercise it away. I’m getting too old for these berries.
20/5 2025
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Got an hour fortyfive on the bike today. Wasn’t sure how that was going to go, since my body was all aches. But turns out the muscles used to pedal the metal were just fine, so I got a good groove on that.
Kind of funny, I was on the bike pounding away, feet a blur, feeling strong. Then I get off the bike and i hobble around like a limping crippled old man who’s lost his cane.
Ah well. Time to relax now.
20/5 2025
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I am starting to suspect Red Sonja does this on purpose. Bella and Luna see the camera and think “I must destroy it”. Sonja sees the camera and thinks “I must walk through the shot and shake my tailfeathers”. Lil exhibitionist chick.
20/5 2025
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Got a new friend requset from a widower.
The new thing? It wasn’t a super handsome ex-military guy from America. It was an overweight guy from Denmark, selling fat loss products as far as I could tell from a quick look at his timeline. Hah. Well to be fair I guess that’s more relevant to me than American ex-military dudes. I’m staying single, though. So far the right fake guy just hasn’t come along. Also, i’m straight. But you know. You have to be flexible.
20/5 2025
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Speaking of Bella and Luna destroying the camera, here’s Bella and Luna destroying the camera. You can hear Jeanette laughing and asking if I’m okay. I survived, and so did the camera.
20/5 2025
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Aww. Rest in peace George Wendt. I loved him. So so much. I loved Cheers and one of my favourite things was just Cliff and Norm. Countless smiles and laughs throughout my life. Pour out one for our Noooorm.
20/5 2025
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goatlog

21/5 2025
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Life is just one big escape room.
21/5 2025
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Face down, berries up.
Sorry!

21/5 2025
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It puts the cheese on the pizza or it gets the farts again
21/5 2025
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Bella to Bella we all fall down
21/5 2025
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For the Keiko level subscribers, here is a greeting from Bella. Unfortunately I was slow with the camera, it was pretty funny just before I started filming when Bella was walking up the ramp while all the berries were rolling down.
21/5 2025
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A good hiding place for Sky. Hiding from teh sun, and from the big girls.

21/5 2025
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Well i was supposed to go see the goats today. But then I woke up feeling crummy and nauseated. And my body still aching, especially my hip hurting when I take steps. And I ended up throwing up.
So, I stayed home today. Sent a message to Jeanette so she could give the goats their breakfast.
And about a 7 hour nap later, I am feeling considerably better. Still achy and bleh, but not really nauseated. Skipping exercise today too. But i think i’ll be just fine. I’m going to get me some soup, that’ll help. Soup always helps.
In other news, I do believe my brother is going in for hip surgery today. He was planned to have it in December, but an earlier date opened up. Last i heard he would be going in today. They’ll be replacing the other hip. Hopefully it will all go well and the recovery will go better than the last time. Send your good thoughts to him, he’s the one that needs it today.
UPDATE: Oh just after posting this I got informed that my brother’s surgery is postponed indefintely. So that’s off. Hope he can get another appointment soon then. Too bad.
22/5 2025
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You know what i want to see in a Jurassic Park movie? I want to see one with a crazy human who got left behind on the island and then he bonds with teh dinos and when the humans send an expedition to rescue him they find him as a Crazy Dino Guy just living with the saurs.
You know there would be people bonding with them. you know when Roy got mauled by the tiger the first thing he said was ‘don’t kill the tiger’. The guy who lived with the bears. And me, sitting with the terribly dangerous goat monsters. You know if there were dinosaurs there would be humans who just sat around and bonded with them. And ended up getting eaten, probably. Which is also how i expect to end up. I know the goats don’t eat meat, but come on. I’m a pretty juicy cut.
Anyway. That’s what I want from a Jurassic Park movie. Instead we’ll probably sooner or later get a “Will Smith punches a T Rex in the face” movie. Mark my words, it’ll happen. Welcome to homo sapiens.
22/5 2025
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Some Americans: “Why do you care about US politics, you’re not American”
America: “ICE Imprisons Danish Dad of 4 at Citizenship Interview: The former foreign exchange student, now married to an American with U.S. citizen children, has spent over a month in a rural Louisiana detention facility”.
Well, at least he’s not in El Salvador or Alcaztraz or whatever. Enjoy those Qatar jets, definitely no hidden cost there.
22/5 2025
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Missing my SkyGirl

22/5 2025
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Erk. Not feeling great. Not feeling sick at least, but just aching and tired. Woken up repeatedly by duelling bulls dozing. Tiredy and hurty and depressy.
I’ll be fine, though. Hopefully the weekend will bring some good rest.
23/5 2025
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Tell me again that the world hasn’t gone nuts. Apparently Denmark beat Canada in the ice hockey balls game. Which is a sport that exists, I have only recently found out since I’m Danish
23/5 2025
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i feel very Norm about the world.

23/5 2025
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I prefer these kind of blues, with a touch of Bella for good measure.

23/5 2025
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Feeling better physically. Good to be able to sleep without being woken by dozing bulls. Mentally not feeling so good. The world and life getting to me. But hey oh, one day a day. i was supposed to exercise today, but I’m not gonna. I’m gonna have soup instead. Next week I’ll get back to proper goating and exercising. You mark my words. And give them a good grade, I worked hard on this update. I definitely didn’t just run them through an AI while I was busy looking at penguins dancing on the roof of igloos, why would you even
24/5 2025
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Let them eat crypto
24/5 2025
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A beautiful Sky, as above so below.

24/5 2025
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Guess what I just did?
I just played some Commodore 64!
On an emulator on my PC.
One of the old hard drives I found during apartment cleaning had backups of my old game stuff, stuff that i had discarded because i can’t really use it anymore.
After a lot of time and stuggle I managed to get the old Gamebase64 installed and an emulator working and I actually managed to load it up. Sigh. That beautiful Commodore 64 screen.
The first thing i did was of course to load up Kentilla. One of my favourite old text adventures, and unusually for a text adventure, with a banging soundtrack.
Played around for a couple of seconds. Then loaded up C.R.E.A.T.U.R.E.S. One of my absolute favourites back in the day. It’s funny, i can still remember so much of that first level. I could immediately tell that, no I can’t play these games really anymore for fun. Sadly. But I could also tell that even with keyboard controls and barely any vision, i can still get pretty far in the first level. Muscle memory of enemies and powerups. it hurts my eyes like heck. Everything is a blur now. But oh. The music, the feel, I miss those old games. You know the old Simpsons bit where the Twilight Zone guy is alone in the library and he’s just happy to be with all the books and then one by one his eyes and hands and everything just falls off and he’s stuck in a library with all those books but he can’t read them. That’s how I feel. I have every game from the old Commodore 64 and Amiga. I have everything i wanted back then. But I can’t paly them. Because my eyes have fallen out. It’s a pain in the heart. On the other hand, if i still had my eyesight i’d spend the rest of my days playing old retro games nonstop, and maybe that wouldn’t be productive. Sigh.
I was kind of hoping i could still play a little text adventure gaming. But no. The quality and clearness of the screen is too low, the contrast is so poor that I can’t comfortably read the text. And even that basic kind of gaming hurts my eyes a lot.
At least I got a little five minute nostalgia trip, and a reminder that no I can’t have this. It has slipped through my fingers. I used to love gaming so much. All my life. From C64 to Amiga to DOS to Windows. Briefly even had a Playstation. It’s all gone now. But the memories remain.
Say Kentilla. Just like the Creatures level is muscle memory, so is a lot of the Kentilla play. Kill urga-maul with sword.
I miss. A lot.

24/5 2025
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goatlog

25/5 2025
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Got that sinking blackout is coming feeling. But no blackout so far, so that’s good.
My mental state is pretty in the dumps, but I guess I’m feeling better physically.
Ever feel like you’re standing on the edge, but you still want to dance?
25/5 2025
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Some day when i’m done with my Bowie journey, maybe i should go on a The Cure journey. I have really listened to The Cure. Other than, like with Bowie, the big radio hits. i have a feeling I would deeply love The Cure. Put it on the todo list.
25/5 2025
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Luna and the blue sky.
And thank you everyone for the good thoughts and love, I appreciate the face box love.

25/5 2025
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That’s all for now.