Constructed Reality
Good goat times today. Dark and rainy day. Good thing i brought my raincoat. Rained all day, so it was a day to stay in with the furfries. Juggling the three goats in two compartments. Got them seperated for a lot of the time with Bella and Luna in the bedroom and Sky in the front room. And then I could take some turns sitting with each of them. Worked out pretty well. But i wouldn’t mind some unshine and spring soon.
Hopefully going out in the cold rain won’t bring back any lingering sickness. Feeling pretty fine right now, just tired. And ready to warm up with some soup.
27/1 2025
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With my favourite SkyGirl.
27/1 2025
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Gotta give time to the big girls too.
27/1 2025
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goatlog
28/1 2025
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There should be a running joke of Gandalf just calling everyone fools all the time.
Fetch me my mail, you fools!
Fool of a Baggins, fry me some eggs!
Close the door when you go to the bathroom, you fools!
Do not ever wash my hat, you fools!
And so on and so forth.
28/1 2025
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Got an hour twenty five on the bike today. Plugging along. I’m all out of cheese and banana chips. Putting all my effort into not buying more benny and jermaine’s iced creams. Trying my best. Have to get back in shape because I have a feeling these days we’ll all be having to get our loving on the run.
28/1 2025
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Barely a week in office and he’s already out golfing. Shocking, I know!
Well, when you got your billions from the memecoins there’s no need to pretend to be working.
I am sure he doesn’t give two shts about the politics. All the evil sht they’re doing now, I bet he barely knows what’s going on. As long as he gets his two scoops then he’ll let Elon and all the other roman saluters just do their thing. What does he care about trans people or abortions.Whatever sells bibles.
Actually, what is even the point of a government? Isn’t easier to just have one guy signing executive orders for everything. That’s a lot easier. And declare everything a national emergency so you can have emergency powers to do whatever you want.
I declare this turd a national emergency, ima wreck this toilet.
And don’t get me started on the tareefer madness.
Alright I’m done.
28/1 2025
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Razorsharp focus on goats, that’s me.
28/1 2025
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A lot of hay for a little Sky.
29/1 2025
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Well, in case you’re keeping count, another family member in the hospital now. My mother has been admitted. I talked with my dad, and this is of course one of the problems with the advancing alzheimer’s. He couldn’t remember exactly why my mother was in the hospital. She wad admitted this morning. I don’t think it’s anything very serious, but it’s obviously not good in any case. Dad promised to write down the details next time he talked to her, so I can get some more information too.
My brother is still in the hospital, but it sounds like he’s doing fine and he’s mostly staying there because his apartment is being renovated. So hopefully he will be home soon.
But yeah, two out of four in the hospital. Dad with his alzheimers me with my diabeetus. Good thing we have that Danish health care. Good thing we don’t live in a country without great health care but where the government is still trying to make it worse still.
Blabla.
But hopefully it’ll be okay.
29/1 2025
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Talked to my mom on the phone. she had problems breathing this morning. Turns out she had pneumonia. I am not quite sure if she’s getting over it or right in the middle of it. But that’s why she ended up in the hospital. She’s getting oxygen through the nose, she said when they try to turn it down then she starts having trouble breathing again. So she still need the oxygen. She’s hoping to get back home in a few days. Well taken care of, thank you Danish health care.
Oh and thank you everyone for the facebook cares. I appreciate you care about me and my family.
29/1 2025
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Good goat times today. Grey and dark day. But thankfully it kept dry, and temperatures just a notch over the coldness we’ve been having. So that’s something.
The major event of the day was the neighbour school kids bringing a christmas tree for the goats. Finally! I was beginning to think we weren’t going to get any trees this year. Jeanette hasn’t been able to ‘borrow’ any pine from her neighbour either. But finally today the goats got to snack on pine. Yum yum. Evergreen, until teh goats get at them
Then it was ome and an hour plus change on tthe bike. Starting to see the numbers on the scale come down a little, so that’s good. Work work work. And now for something competely different. It’s. Soup.
30/1 2025
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Three goats and a christmas tree.
Good to see Sky going at it with the big girls. She did withdraw after a bit, and I snapped off a few branches and brought them to her so she could get more pine. That eaerned me a cheer from one of the teachers with the kids who brought the tree. She appreciated that i was looking out for Sky.
30/1 2025
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Listneing to Moby Pod, Moby talking about his history with David Lynch. And Moby does an impression of David Lynch opening the door and going “Moby, I brought soup”
Awwww yeah.
30/1 2025
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Luna! Pull yourself together, girl.
30/1 2025
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Boundaries, Luna! Boundaries!
31/1 2025
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Finally some better news. My mother is back home from the hospital. She still sounds a little rough, but she’s home and breathing. So that’s good. Happy she’s home, for my dad’s sake too. I was a little worried about him being on his own for so long, but hopefully it’s all good now. I think my brother is coming home soon too.
And can you believe January is on its last day? Feels like the whole year has been crammed into one month. But oh boy there’s 11 more of those suckers to go before the year is over. That’s a … that’s a fact.
31/1 2025
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Hey hey! Thank you so much Joan Desirée Thaisen Lowe for the beautiful card, and the beautiful words! You got me a little teary eyed. You are one of my closest friends, and I mean that in a geographical sense because you’re one of the few Danish friends I have haha. But also, because you’re one of the remaining ones from when I first got on the internets and started actually relating to human people again. You have always been special to me and I appreciate you, and I love your family too. I know, like mine, you have your struggles. Lots of love to you all. Thank you for everything.
31/1 2025
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A little book report. As you may, or may not, recall, I went looking for recommendations online for books where “things aren’t as they seem”. I’ve finished the first two that I found, and loved them both.
The first was Time Out Of Joint by Philip K Dick. Great exmple of a .. constructed reality. And I love that feeling of discovering that your world isn’t what you think. It reminds me of the feeling in a lucid dream, when you realise that you’re dreaming and that the world around you is fabricated by your mind. I find that endlessly fascinating.
The second book I loved even more. Piranesi by Susanne Clarke. Really loved that one. One of my favourite reads in a long long time. Gave me feelings like the first time I read Murakami, 1Q84. I highly recommend it if you like that sort of fantasy and mystery and gateways between realities, another thing I love and the dreamlike.
I so wish i could go to the labyrinth, the endless house and listen to the tides coming in. Beautiful, touching and wonderful experience. The narrator of the audiobook was fantastic as well. Not sure if I would have loved it as much if I’d read a physical copy, but that’s all theoretical.
I also feel it’s a good one for Twin Peaks fans. Not related to it, but there’s definitely a lodgey feeling to some of it.
After finishing those two I have started Cujo by Stephen King, because I still want to go through the old Kings I haven’t read. Pretty sure I never read Cujo, although it feels familiar because it’s so prevalent in pop culture. After that I’ll proceed with some of the other “tings aren’t as they seem” novels I found.
I sure wish this world wasn’t as it seems, or that that I could find the pathways to other realities. I sure wish.
At least I have books, those are sort of gateways to other realities. But like dreams, they don’t last. My only criticism of Piranesi is that I wish it would have gone on for longer.
31/1 2025
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Got an hour forty on the bike today. I am really back in the groove of exercising. Going well. I adjusted my intervals a bit. I was doing one minute intervals, one minute high intensity, one minute low. But the reality was that my high intensity intervals usually ended about 45 seconds because I could rarely go longer than that. So it ended up being 45 second high and then 1;15 low. So instead I switch to 45/45. 45 seconds of high intensity followed by 45 seconds recuperation. That seems to really work for me. Gets me to the edge of failure and then keeps going.
Fascinating, i know.
And on non biking days I have started using my dumbbells. They’re just two 5kg ones, and jud for 5-10 minutes. Nothing too hard. But just to get the pulse going and work on the muscles. Gotta increase the muscles to improve metabolism and the sugar burning.
Ok ok I’ll stop.
But the exercising is going well. Still working on the diet, trying to find a good balance. Keeping calories low enough to be in a deficit most days, but with room a pizza once a week and some nice things. Tthe last week I have lost some good weight, so that’s encouraging. If I can keep that working then I’m on the right track.
Today soup, tomorrow pizza. No B&J’s or banana chips. That’s the plan.
1/2 2025
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Looks like Sky is absolutely flabbergasted that I haven’t given her a treat yet.
1/2 2025
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goatlog
2/2 2025
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Got a protein & pepsi delivery today. And then a pizza delivery. Big PPP energy today.
And last night I dreamt I was in a constructed reality. I guess my subconscious reacted to my writing about constructed reality in books. It wasn’t a lucid dream, I didn’t know I was dreaming. In the dream I just slowly discovered that.. things weren’t as they semed. I don’t really remember the details but I think it was like aliens or some sht like that, and they were trying to get information from me so they had inserted me into some fabricated reality. Maybe it was the Matrix. Anyway, it was a pretty scary dream actually, close to a nightmare. But you know, I still enjoy a good nightmare. Well you know now if you didn’t already. As long as it’s not about goats in pain, then i enjoy a sad or scary dream.
Okay, back to the pizza. Mama didn’t raise no quitter.
2/2 2025
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Play stupid tariff games, win stupid tariff prizes.
2/2 2025
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That’s all for now.