Goats United
Today will be a good day. Happy Mio Monday everyone.
11/2 2019
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8:00 am. Now the waiting begins. Sometime between now and 4 pm they will come to check the ventialtion system in my apartment. The annoying thing is they can’t do it in one go. They come and check it and then they leave and come back later to do more. So it’s a fun day of waiting for a guy who’s scared of humans.
I just want them to get it done so I can put on a pot of soup and then go to bed early.
Coughing and sneezing, but feeling okay. Other than the dread of unavoidable human interaction building in the braincells.
11/2 2019
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It done! Phew. It’s always the waiting and worrying that’s the worst. In fact, it only took 2 minutes. Usually when they check the ventilation system, they take away a grill part thing to clean and then they come back later and finish everything up. But this time they didn’t. Which means I don’t have to wait for them to get back. I’m relieved about that. So much nicer when it’s just over in one, quick go. And they were very nice and it was no problem and I know humans aren’t that bad (brb, checking twit… nah nevermind actually).
And now it’s forking soup time.
11/2 2019
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We’re not even halfway through February, Lemon.
I feel like I have lived three 2019s already. By the way, my brother went back in for unscheduled surgery a few days ago. It was something about his stomach that needed to be drained. He’s back home and fine, thankfully nothing wrong with the kidney.
All the health and goat stuff, I barely have time to be severely depressed and sick.
11/2 2019
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Here’s some goat content to make up for the whining. Sweet Sky.
11/2 2019
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Sassy gal.
11/2 2019
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Alright. I’m souped. Off to bed. I am snotty and coughy and tired, but feeling okay. No fever or anything. Not sure if I should head out tomorrow or not. Not even sure I’ll make it out of bed in the morning, since I’m pretty exhausted too. But we’ll see. I’d like to get back to a proper rhythm soon. Goats and exercise and eating healthier. Just gotta make it to spring.
Thanks everyone, for being everyone. I know I’m all over the place and a bag of crisps. I hope the goat content is still worth it.
Now to upload this to the cloud and wait for the profit.
11/2 2019
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Today will be a good day. Happy Yogi Day everyone.
12/2 2019
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I was hoping to see the goats yesterday, I was hoping to exercise today. None of that happened. Still got the cold. Coughing, sneezy snotty, tired. It’s not that bad really, I’m just a big baby and not all there. I’m going to go eat the last of the soup (sniffle) and hopefully I’ll be ready for action tomorrow. I’m longing for some kind of normalcy. I am a creature of habit, I need my routine back. There has been pretty much no normalcy this year, with goats and family and sickness.
But anyway, soup’s on.
12/2 2019
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Today I learned: That Stephen Colbert doesn’t know how to pronounce ‘væv’,
Also, if any of you want to buy one of my tissues to get yourself sick to get off work.. send 5 dollars to my paypal. I have so many dirty tissues lying around that it looks like a porno theatre.
12/2 2019
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Desperately seeking goat time
12/2 2019
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I am now the world record holder of most sneezes in a minute ama
12/2 2019
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Today will be a good day. Happy Hump Day everyone.
13/2 2019
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I feel a bit broken. I did not make it out, I did not make anything. Went back to bed, moreso because of depression than the cold. Fourteen hours later and the day is gone and I feel like I’m letting everyone down and everything is bad. I had wonderful dreams, but that just makes me want to stay in bed forever even more.
Oh well. Adjusting my anti-depressants now. Maybe I was a little too cocky thinking I could deal with the loss of Mio without help in that department.
Onwards and upwards, i guess.
13/2 2019
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Thank you everyone for the support. I know I can always count on you.
I am feeling tired, even though I slept so much. All so nauseated which is probably either A) to do with the lingering cold 2) because of my med change or W) because the bread I ate earlier was too old. I haven’t been shopping in ages. Right now I feel like I can’t leave the house. Just gotta break that spell I suppose.
Did I tell you about my dreams? They were awesome. I had a Lost dream. We were on the island and.. well, I don’t really remember anymore. Other than the part where Sawyer found a buried sword and jumped off the cliff into the ocean below to escape the people who were holding us prisoner, the Others I guess? It was cool. I want to watch Lost again. Anyway. We’ll see what tomorrow brings.
14/2 2019
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Good goat times today. Oh I needed that. Good to get out of the house, and out of my head. And back to the goat pen. Everyone doing fine and happy. The weather is even a little warmer. I mean, still only around 5C/40F, but at least it’s not freezing.
I took the whole gang out of the pen for the first time today. Had to feel reasonably comfortable with the newbies and their personalities before I tried that. I didn’t want to open the gates and then see them all bolting off into the distance, leaving only dust clouds and an explanation problem. But it was all fine. Everyone did a little grazing. The grass isn’t very good this time of year, but it’s something. Lil Nuller started wandering towards the paved area, away from the others. I had to go pick him up and bring him back. We may have a little explorer on our hands.
We only stayed out for a little while, then back in the pen. The newbies responded to my whistles and everyone came back without problems. Hopefully spring will come soon and things will get green and we can spend more time out there.
Good to be back. Hopefully things will head in the right direction now.
14/2 2019
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What the? Milo?!
So that happened (which is a thing we used to say, look it up, kids). That’s a first. I have briefly considered lifting Nuller up on that platform because he’d look awfully cute there, but I figured nah don’t want to risk him falling and hurting himself. But Milo the daredevil decided to make sure the plate was clean after I had served pumpkin seeds for Mia there. He made the jump like a pro.
14/2 2019
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All goats on deck
14/2 2019
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Tuning out for today. Tired. But it was good to get back to goating. Hopefully it won’t worsen the cold. I think it’s almost gone. Spring is only a couple of weeks away, technically speaking. We’ll get there. Happy Valentines, everyone. Thanks for being there if you are.
14/2 2019
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Today will be a good day. Here’s Mathilde and baby Vanilje from 2006.
15/2 2019
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Good exercise. The sun was out. First time this year. I mean, for exercise. There has been sunshine previously in 2019, believe it or not.
But it’s good. The apartment lit by the sun, snow pants on, two space heaters blasting at me. Getting into the zone, sweating out the tears and viruses. There’s a long way to go, but I know if I keep going then I’ll at least get some of the way.
15/2 2019
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“If you’re going through hell, keep going”
15/2 2019
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Declaring national emergency to fund a wall that isn’t needed and that you promised Mexico would pay for. Jesus christ, you guys are lucky that I just don’t care right now or there would be a 10 page rant instead of this paragraph. What a forking embarrassment. What a disgrace. What a joke of a criminal administration ok im out
15/2 2019
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Better have some goat content too. Here’s Mia with Milo and Sky. They are closer than ever. It’s funny, I thought Milo and Sky would be more dominant with the newbies. Because they’re on home turf and they have The Giant on their side. Things are going pretty well, but they’re still obviously split in two teams with 3 goats on each. And when there’s a clash and someone runs away to safety… it’s usually Milo or Sky making their escape. I had the funny thought that it’s because the new goats are like street-tough. They grew up in the hard-knock life. While Milo and Sky are chubby upper class goats who grew up being coddled and hand-served treats. So it’s like the Fresh Prince moving to Bel Air and.. wait, it’s nothing like that.
Anyway, I hope in time they will meld into one big group. But there will always be some headbutting. Even Mio and Mia had their clashes after many years together.
And it’s sweet seeing Milo and Sky keeping close to Mia because she’s the boss of it all.
15/2 2019
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It’s a national emergency, my pizza is late! LOCK THEM UP LOCK T
15/2 2019
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Thoughts and prayers for everyone affected by the dire national emergency in America. Je Suis United! Stay strong. The whole world is laughing at you. I mean with you. I mean
15/2 2019
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Please to be accepting baby goat as sign of peace and understanding
15/2 2019
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Hope you’re all enjoying Friday LateNight With Lasse. Don’t forget to support our sponsors and smash that like button and ring that bell and retweet it to your funstergram and bury the body in the back yard.
Remember, you can’t make an omelette without cracking up.
15/2 2019
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Look what mailboxed me! Thank you so much to Florence Vivers and Beverly Fish fior sending me lovely cards. They were to console me over Mio’s passing, but they must have been sent before my latest breakdown so you didn’t even know how welcome they’d be. Thank you for thinking of me. Beverly also sent me a valentine’s card (and I got the cards on valentine’s day, so I didn’t have to wait with opening that one). And also a card for Peter. How sweet! Thank you from our whole family!
And thank you to everyone for being there and listening to me, even when I’m poop posting.
15/2 2019
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Today will be a good day. Here’s Ping and his ear from 2016.
16/2 2019
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Brokeback Lasse
link: Mia on my back video
16/2 2019
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Bortus is a fine Moclan
16/2 2019
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@djaliplume
I remember the beforetimes. Before the national emergency. When things were simple. *casually stabs zombie in the forehead with a spike as I walk by*. But we can’t live in the past. We have to fight for the future.
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@djaliplume
*throws lit match on line of gasoline on the ground, gas station behind me explodes and envelopes horde of zombies in flames*. National emergen see yourself out, zombies. *Puts on shades and walks by the camera.*
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@djaliplume
This account is now a National Emergency Fanfic account, please update your bookmarks accordingly.
16/2 2019
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Humans can be so frustrating and hard to make sense of and deal with. That’s why I have peppered my back yard with buried landmines. Please do not approach my house if you haven’t received a faxed copy of the map.
16/2 2019
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Mia’s looking like ‘what have you got there?!’
16/2 2019
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Tuning out for tonight. Starting to feel a little more myself. As you can tell by the high quality content I have been posting (cough cough). Goat time and exercise time have helped. I think the cold is more or less gone too. A little snotty maybe, but other than that it’s fine. *clashes two zombies’ heads together* say goodnight to the folks.
16/2 2019
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Today will be a good day. Happy Funday everyone.
17/2 2019
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Milo McDreamy
17/2 2019
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Day 2 of the national emergency. I still haven’t resorted to cannibalism, but the mailman can’t keep dodging my lasso for ever.
17/2 2019
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Here’s the big newbie notmama. I have been calling her Sassy in my head, because she was pretty sassy when she arrived and Mia was trying to dominate her. I’ve been calling the lil mamma Lily in my head, I think it was Mary who suggested that. Sassy and Lily has a nice ring to it to me. But I still gotta find out if they actually have actual names by now actually. It’s been too long.
17/2 2019
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no shoes no shirt no’mergency
17/2 2019
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Here’s the lily mama
17/2 2019
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That’s all for now.