Feeling a slight tickle in my throat. Like the start of the sore throat of a flu or a cold. Maybe that walk to my parents got me. Or maybe I’m coming down with peopleitis because I spent time with people, ick. No offense, family.
Well, we’ll see. Hopefully it’s nothing. Now I’m going to go enjoy Mark Jensen and his family christmas, becaus that always makes me laugh.
25/12 2018
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Well, my throat is definitely hurting. I hope it doesn’t get worse than that. Time to catch some sleep. I really need to see the goats tomorrow. Shoot.
25/12 2018
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Update: My throat is killing me.
I was going to have some tea, but I have no tea. I did have some chocolate milk in the fridge. So I made some hot chocolate. Just that hot liquid in the throat, it really helps. Momentarily, at least.
As always, my dad is ready to help. He will be bringing me tea later. And lozenges. Once I got that stuff I will probably just go to bed again. I can hear the wind outside. Can’t face an hour’s walk in icy wind right now. Not how I had planned to spend the day, but oh well. I guess someone in my family had a dormant bug. Or it was the taxi ride home.
Anyway, i’ll be fine. Nothing serious. Maybe I can sleep right through it. Hope everyone out there is having a jolly time.
At least I’m not santa. Can you imagine if santa got sick on Christmas eve. The one day a year where HAS to get up. Can you imagine?!
Love
25/12 2018
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Making christmas memes while waiting for the tea delivery service

25/12 2018
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Right, that’s it. Hurting throat, wobbly tummy, feeling a bit dizzy. Had some nice tea. Now I’m going to bed and hope I can sleep myself better. Enjoy your holidays!

25/12 2018
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Hi, how are you guys doing? I’m not so great. But could be worse. I’m feeling very weak. Spent about 22 hours in bed, in and out of sleep. Throat alternately hurting like hell and not at all. Not sure what that’s all about. My chest and throat feels very bothered and my head is woozy. But hey, maybe that’s because of 20+ hours sleep and no food and stuff. Got a cup of tea now and we’ll see how it goes. I might go to bed soon again. I really need to see the goats, but I don’t trust myself to go outside like this. I’d faint along the highway. Or in the goathouse.
Anyway, hope everyone is having a merry season. Thanks for all the thoughts and stuff. I’ll try to catch up with some of it. As soon as I figure out how to attach my head securely to my neck.
26/12 2018
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I feel like ordering pizza. But I also know if I order pizza I will definitely vomit haha. I think I should get my money back for that flu shot last month..
Knew I should have put up a sign saying “Santa must use handwash before dropping off presents” at my chimney.
26/12 2018
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Among weird flu dreams last night there was one where one of the horses from the playground was talking, there was one where I petted a dachshund (I think) and one where an adorable tiny piglet… viciously attacked and murdered a classroom of people. How’d you like them bacon? It was like a mixture of a horror movie and a monty python sketch.
26/12 2018
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I saw a headline about a museum with a mumified dinosaur on reddit and all I could think was “DINOSAUR MUMMY” would be the coolest horror monster movie ever.
Also, in health update: My throat is feeling pretty good. But I have started coughing a lot. Still feeling a bit woozy. But all in all, not that bad really. Just relaxing in front of the computer, catching up with TV shows. Currnetly watching the last Ash Vs Evil Dead episodes. That’s some jolly xmas shirt.
I’m going to try to make it another few hours and then I’m probably going to to go sleep for 20 hours again. It’s not like you miss anything while you’re gone… *checks news* oh, 8 year old refugee kid dies on christmas in US custody, Japan withdrawing from whale preservation regulations, Captain Bonespurs got a free pass from Vietnam because his father got a favour from a foot doctor. Yeah yeah. The world is a mess, hand me my chainsaw.
(Thank you all for the caring thoughts, though. I appreciate it.)
26/12 2018
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Hi, I am goat post. Did you miss me?

26/12 2018
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Okay, that’s enough for today. Cough getting worse, throat doing alright. Tired and woozy, like a methapor that hasn’t baked long enougnh in the ez oven. Don’t fact check me on that.
I plan to sleep for a long time. You can be sure that when I return there will be another flood of posts about how I’m feeling every 5 minutes. Don’t ever say I don’t provide a service, or stop when you say when!
Thanks all for the cares. Love you loves
26/12 2018
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Bleurgh. I was hoping the worst was over, but it wasn’t a fun night. Heavy coughing, making it hard to sleep. Throat feeling ok, nose snotty, head hurty. I mean, it’s not that bad. But I have to milk it for sympathy. If you see this, Kristen Bell, I do believe true love’s kiss is the only that can save me.
Got a hot cup of tea and a banana, then we’ll see where it goes. My chest and throat is going to be real hurting from all this coughing.
Hope everyone out there is having a good end to the year!
27/12 2018
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You know, the santa we see on christmas is like the fittest he’ll be, right? In preparation for his big night. If you think December Santa is a fat guy in a beard, imagine how fat July Santa must be, after months of just letting himself go.
Probably as fat as I am right #deliriousFlute
27/12 2018
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I hope the neighbours enjoy the sound of my loud coughing through the walls. I sure enjoy the sounds of their kids… fighting a wild pack of lions, I want to say?
28/12 2018
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it’s a long night, when the night goes on forever
28/12 2018
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I hope the bionic chest I ordered on amazon will get here soon. Because we have entereed the *hurts to cough” stage for real.
Just glad they still had the Pamela Anderson model in stock.
28/12 2018
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Idea: a “The buck stops here” condom for goats.
28/12 2018
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Good news everyone! My dad just dropped off a batch of soup. Yum yum. Shoutout to my parents for providing excellent soup service. Cooking up a pot of soup takes some cordination and time, so I am very greatful that they went to the trouble. I’m gonna enjoy this. Just hope I don’t spuill any what with the room spinning and all
28/12 2018
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I tell you what, that’s some good soup that is. Mmm. I also tell you what, peeling potatoes and carrots and stirring the pot is harder than I remembered. I have zero energy. But worth it for a great pot of soup. And now I can have soup for days. Hashtag blessed with soup
28/12 2018
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Okay, I am done for the day. Soup did me good, mmm mm. But still tired, snotty and weak. At least the coughing is more sporadic. I’m going to go sleep for a long time and then eat soup and then rinse and repeat until back to normal. It took me 3 tries to spell ‘normal’ correctly. Definitely time for bed-
28/12 2018
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Hi there. I’m back. James Back. No wait, Lasse Back. I think. Good long sleep. Too hot under the blanket, too cold out of the blanket. But I guess the sweating is good. Weird dreams and fishes. Feeling…. eh, tired, weak. Less snotty, still coughing but not as violently. Hungry. I’m going to have soup for dinner for breakfast. That’s definitely going to help solve my biggest problem, which is that I haven’t had soup since the last time I had soup, yesterday. Hope everyone is enjoying the end of the year.
29/12 2018
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Missing the sillies a lot. But I get winded from walking across my apartment, I’m not sure I can make it along the highway right now.

29/12 2018
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29/12 2018
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Oh hey with all the being sick and stuff, I forgot to post about this wonderful thing I got. Thank you so much Deborah Ladd and sorry it took a little to express my grattitude. Wonderful memories in the card and calendar. I laughed out loud at the tomato one, that’s still an all time highlight of amusement. Thank you for being such a good friend. And thank you all for being such good friends. I hardly desere it, but I love you all. Anything I have is yours. Apart from the soup. If you try to take my coup it will be like one of the kids trying to take grandma Mio’s food. It’s not going to end well for you.
Merry December 29th everybody!
link: Deborah Ladd video
29/12 2018
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*fires Men In Black memory wipe in your faces*
Since I haven’t had soup today, I think I’ll just have some soup, for the first time today.
29/12 2018
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I’m a little sad I’ll never get to experience VR. It looks neat. I remember as a kid when VR was like lego, big square cartoon graphics. It looks like VR is finally starting to become what we dreamed it could be back then. Can you imagine a Lost VR game? I’d just sit on the beach and listen to Hurley’s walkman, that’d be enough for me. Wait for smokey to take me, that’s fine.
Also, do you think when humanity become extinct all our computers will stick around and Facebook would just keep posting memories of the past? Or when aliens wipe us all out the last twitter posts will all be “oh shirt what’s that in the sky?”. When I was a kid I used to fantasize about traveling back in time and just sitting around and watching the dinosaurs, but then I read some story about a guy who stepped on a butterfly in the past and then the future was ruined and that kinda spooked me out of the fantasy. Note to self; if you ever travel back in time… watch out for butterflies, I guess?
29/12 2018
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“Any deaths of children or others at the Border are strictly the fault of the Democrats” – Trump
“GOP Rep. Peter King praised ICE’s “excellent record” since “only two children” have died in recent memory.”
Merry fucking christmas, your baby jesus died at the border, get ready to burn in hell.
PS you don’t have to go to hell, just burn more coal
“The Environmental Protection Agency proposed yet another weakening of an Obama-era regulation on Friday, this time targeting toxic chemicals from oil and coal-fired power plants.”
30/12 2018
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Think goat thoughts

30/12 2018
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Today will be a good day. Happy Funday everyone.
I’m feeling considerably better. Almost normal. Except fo the cough. My chest feels a bit wheezy. I feel like there’s some phlegm or something that I can’t cough up. Not a lot, not hurting. Just a bit wheezy when I breathe out hard. But it’s the best I’ve felt since I started getting worse on Christmas Eve. Here’s hoping it’s almost over.

30/12 2018
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It’s insane in retrospect how accurate BrainDead was. This was a show about alien spacebugs taking over America’s political parties and it was in no way near as crazy as the real world became just like a year later. And this is not a joke. The alien spacebugs controlling American politicians was less insane than what is happening in the real world, 100% not a joke. I feel like I should go back and watch that show because I would appreciate it all on a whole new level. Too bad it didn’t get renewed. But I guess it wasn’t needed when you could just turn on MSNBC and Fox & Friends. Nuts.

30/12 2018
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Bird Box is a Christmas movie
30/12 2018
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souper trooper

30/12 2018
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Turning out the lights for the night. I’m gonna sleep a long time so I can be good and rested for the new year’s eve party (me alone in front of the telly waiting for the clock to strike midnight).
I’m feeling pretty good right now actually. Except for the occasional cough. The cough isn’t too bad, but I still have that feeling like there’s a little bit in my chest, a slight wheeze. Not a lot. In fact, almost nothing. But it’s there. It feels different from the colds/flus I’ve had in the past where a good hard coughing session would clear things, at least for a while. This feels like the cough can’t quite reach it. Or something. But other than that i’m feeling good. Hopefully it’s not something that will grow into something worse. Hopefully it’s the last stage of whatever this is, and I’ll be good tomorrow. For our last day on Earth. Of 2018 anyway. Did someone remember to pay the Earth bill? We don’t want to have it repossessed. It’s not like it has much resale value at this point, but it’s all we got.
See you tomorrow. Party hardy and stay safe.
30/12 2018
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Hi everybody! How yall doing this fine evening? I had a good long sleep with good dreams. Seven hours remaining of the year. I’m feeling pretty ok, except.. the cough is still there. And the slight wheeze in my chest. It’s not too bad, but it does present the dilemma of how long I should stay home. Because I’m going crazy without the goats. I want to go tomorrow. But I don’t want to give myself pneumonia. I don’t know, I don’t know. It would have been easier before we moved to the new playground, when it was just a 20-30 minute walk. Now it’s a 45-1hour walk, that’s a lot harder. But ok. I’ll see how I feel in the morning. Planning to stay up all new years and just chill. Then we’ll see. Hope you’re all doing swell, my firecrackers of the soul. Have a good one.
31/12 2018
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Outside, the constant explosions of fireworks. As you know, I’m not a fan. Not since that childhood night in the hospital with a burnt foot. And I always worry about the animals. And the intentional and unintentional bother they might experience. Hope everyone get’s through the night without problems.
Now Ima get my soup on, because I still have soup.
31/12 2018
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Happy New Years Eve, everyone
sorrynotsorry

31/12 2018
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Well, it’s been quite a year. It’s been the year that hammered home that this is not really a world I want to be part of. But also that I am lucky to have such wonderful friends, family and goats. Also it’s the only world we have. Until I perfect my interdimensional portal device. So I guess I’ll stick with this world for now.
I hope 2019 will be a good year for everyone. I hope we’ll get another scorching summer. Since we’ve all accepted that gobal warming won, we might as well enjoy it. I hope for good health for my family. We’re all still dealing with various things. My dad will be having a neurological examination the first week of January. He’s got problems with his legs and there are worries about neurological damage or tumors or stuff like that. So that’s heavily on my mind of course. Appreciate all the good thoughts you have to spare for him.
I’m not wishing for great things for 2019, just for a relative absence of bad things. A quiet year, no alarms and no surprises please.
An hour to go. Thank you everyone here for helping make it all worthwhile and bearable. Love you mean it. Cheers.
31/12 2018
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If you can see this, I love you.
If you can’t see this, I love you and I’m sorry you’re having vision problems, do you need a referral to an ophthalmologist?
30 minutes left of 2018. Got my champagin glass with soup ready for when the clock strikes.

31/12 2018
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That’s all for this year.

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