Past
Good goat times today. I need that goat bliss so much right now.
Didn’t have a good morning. Woke up with considerably worsened eyesight. I am not sure if it’s all the worry and stress or if I slept poorly or ate something bad or whatever. But you know I don’t have a lot to give in the eyesight department, so I could really feel how bad it was.
Back home now, I’m not sure if it’s gotten better. Being out for a long time always stresses my eyes, so it’s hard to tell. I guess I’ll see tomorrow when I get up. Hopefully it’s not a permanent worsening, just one of the ups and downs. Downs specifically.
But the goating was really good.
It’s a holdiay today. Whit Monday? Have to pronounce that like Stewie from Family Guy, obviously. W-hit.
Anyway. No Jeanette. But plenty of visitors. Lots of kids. Most of them nice. It got a little much for me to be honest, rowdy kids running around all day. I almost had to go over and scold a couple who I think were bothering the chickens (who stayed locked in their coop/pen today), but their dad came over just as I was heading over there. If you have kids running around where there are live animals, you really should keep an eye on them. Not everyone did.
But i did my best to keep everyone safe and happy. One little boy got Lunafied, though. Unfortunately she’s been back to her old bad habit of sometimes headbutting kids that pet her. Normally it’s if they’re petting her side, she’ll swing her head around like “get away”. But this kid was in front of her and she just rammed into his stomach. Now it wasn’t that bad, she didn’t do it very hard or aggressively, the kid was fine and didn’t seem to scared or sad. But it’s not good of course. I think I will have to bring back the water bottle and see if I can train her a little.
Bella is doing much better at being petted. She seems to be over her little skittish period. As long as she doesn’t think you’re going to try to grab a hold of her, she’ll let you pet her. She’s doing great with kids. And Sky of course is just the perfect sweet little petting goat. She’s often sitting down and relaxing and she’ll just stay like that while the kids pet her. So sweet.
Lots of sunshine today, although it was a little cool and windy. We’re getting lots of rain these days, with lots more to come. But can’t complain when the sun is out while I’m there.
By the time I left there was a minow crowd starting to build, I think they were starting a fire at the campfire spot. I don’t know if W-hit Monday is especially popular for outside gatherings, or maybe it was just the nice sunhine that got everyone out. But yeah, humans aren’t my scene, man. Dig it.
When we didn’t have kids running around, the goats were mostly just sitting around relaxing in the sun. That’s my scene.
And in the next scene, there will be soup.
9/6 2025
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Sitting with the sweetheart.
One of the visitors said, stated like it was fact, that one of the goats were pregnant. I am not sure if he meant Sky. I actually think she has lost weight, since she’s no longer in charge of who gets all the food. Bella is the biggest of them, but Luna has gotten quite hefty. I may be the slimmest in the pen, only pregnant with soup babies.
9/6 2025
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Flanked by the big girls.
9/6 2025
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Looking up Tiananmen Square on wikipedia, for no particular reason. History is crazy huh? Good thing the present is sane and the future is guaranteed.
9/6 2025
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Lil Menace: The Luna Story.
You can tell she’s just getting ready to pounce. Watch your step!
9/6 2025
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Got an hour forty five on the bike today. Hit a good groove. In the zone.
My eyesight is better today. At least somewhat. Better than yesterday. Not sure it’s back to ‘normal’ though. When you’re around, let’s say 10 percent usually, it’s hard to be sure if you’re at 8 or 11 at any given time. But at least not as bad as yesterday.
After the biking I did more apartment cleaning. Dug into another bag of old stuff. Another plastic bag from a supermarket long dead.
And again, it’s kind of heartwrenching looking at the old stuff i had stacked away. School papers from the 90s. Class list. All the old people. Negatives from photos, because there was a time when you got negatives of your photos instead of jpg files.
Found my old soccerballsports scrapbooks. Oh man. Back in teh 90s I would make hefty scrapbook for every season of the team i support. Newspaper cuttings from every game. The graphics where they rated every player in the game. Photos from the games. Aw man. I put so much effort into those books. They are actually really cool and I loved them so much. Relics of a bygone age. A game that has changed drastically since then. A team that has changed drastically. Heck just that they are newspapers clippings. I guess newspapersi still exist, but barely. Who follows sports coverage in newspapers anymore. Sigh. All that time and love poured into those books. Hard to let them go. But why keep them.
Found an old paper diary! Must be from the early 90s. I was so tempted to get a magnifying glass and starting to read through it. But even with a magnifying glass I don’t think I’d be able to read the handwritten pencil text. I used to write real actual diaries, before i got online and on diaryland. Shout out to my dland peeps I think there’s still two hanging around, maybe 3 and a half.
All that stuff i filed away, never imagining that a day would come when i would not be able to just look at it and read it. Would i keep it all if I could see clearly? Probably not. But it still tugs at the heartstrings to let go of the past sometimes.
Still have several old boxes to go, no idea what’s in them. And then there are the two big bookcases full of DVDs and books and CDs and assorted stuff that I just shoved on those shelves over the years when the bookcases went from ‘treasured collection holders’ to ‘storage space that doesn’t get touched’.
Yeah. Time waits for no ma’am.
Oh also I found a certificate that proclaims that I am a photoshop expert. I have no idea when or where or why I took that course. But if anyone needs a photoshop expert, get in touch. I am pretty sure the certificat is for Photoshop version… what comes before 1? Like, before it was numbered because there was only going to be one.
10/6 2025
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Hey, they said fiddlesticks in the new Rick and Morty episode. I use that as a comedy swearword all the time. Neato!
10/6 2025
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Mary left a comment about checking old books for cash. I don’t think I ever put cash in books. But I did find something today that could make me a millionaire.
In the bag of old stuff i found a lottery scratch card. UNSCRATCHED. With a potential prize of ONE MILLION kroners. Haha. I’m almost scared to scratch it. Because it must be 20-30 years old. i’m pretty sure if there is any winning prize in it, I would not be able to cash it. Imagine scratching a 30 year old ticket and finding it was a million bucks winner. Would probably be better not to know! Haha.
Who knows if any of the old junk I’m throwing would actually be some super rare thing that a collector would pay a million dollars for. You never know. This magazine cut out of the Ultima 8 Pagan advertising must be worth something?!
10/6 2025
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Trying to achieve a goat state of mind
11/6 2025
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Just us goats here.
11/6 2025
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You’ve got to lick a socket or two.
11/6 2025
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Mark Frost in new interview not ruling out that there could be more Twin Peaks in the future.
I guess I will have to refrain from licking sockets just yet. Although sticking a fork in the socket worked pretty well for Cooper.
11/6 2025
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Good goat times today. A lovely, beautiful day. Lots of sunshine. Temperatures creeping over 20C/68F. That’s hot summer for Denmark. And very enjoyable.
Just hanging around, soaking up the sun. Althugh Bella and Luna got into a major brawl on the platform ramps. They went at for like 20+ minutes, just relentlesly clanking heads, twirling and jumping on the ramp, slamming into each other. it was serious business. Luna was panting and her tongue poking out, but she wasn’t giving up. Meanwhile Sky was sitting a ways away like “nope. You do you, I’m not getting involved”.
Later on we had lots of visitors. Sweet kids petting the goats. There were new visitors I hadn’t seen before, and some of the old regulars like Beren.
After they had seen the animals, the kid gathered around the campfire, and one of their teachers had a guitar and she was singing to the kids, getting them to sing along. Sounded like a lot of song about inclusivity and how it’s ok to be different and things like that. Stuff that would probably get you fired in some countries these days ahem ahem.
But it was very sweet. I was sitting with the goats, the sun blazing on us, the smell of the firewood in the air, listening to the kids sing along with the guitar. Lovely.
I had planned to do an hour or so on the bike when i got home. But I only made it 5 minutes then I gave up. Too tired. Legs too worn. So I gave up. I know, I’m a slacker. I almost don’t deserve soup now.
I said almost. Give me my soup.
12/6 2025
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Blue skies bring tongues. Sky had maters yum yum.
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The brawlers are on a break.
12/6 2025
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Sitting with Sky and she gave me one paw and I gave her hoofrubs and when I stopped she gave me the other paw and I gave her hoofrubs. And when I stopped she put both paws on my leg. Ok ok i get the message, I’m not done. More hoofrubs required.
12/6 2025
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Oh, my brother is having his other hip surgery today. I didn’t realise they’d gotten a new appointment. So hopefully that will all go well today and no complications, and a better recovery this time. Let’s hope.
13/6 2025
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Happy Friday the 13th, may the horrors in your life be fictional and the villains be less gruesome than real humans.
13/6 2025
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My brother’s surgery is done. So now he’s got both hips replaced. Hopefully the recovery will go well. Thank you everyone for the good wishes. I am still looking for a surgery to replace my brain, but so far the doctors are reluctant
13/6 2025
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I thought I would just show you the ancient lottery scratch ticket I found during apartment cleaning. Can you guess how much I won on it?
Well, if you can please let me know. Because I couldn’t scratch it. I didn’t know this could happen, but I guess it’s so old that it’s just no longer scratchable. Must be 25ish years old. I tried my darndest, got a knife to try to do it. I got a little bit of the surface of, could glimpse parts of a number or two underneath. So it is a real ticket. But given that I am sure it’s long expired, I figured there was no reason to go to more effort with it.
Let’s just all assume I’m a millionaire in spirit and deserve all the befinits such a status should acrue. Bow before me, peasants, and let me govern you like you’re filth and I am the goldenrod of divinity. Ahumpf. I said good day, sirs and mams!
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13/6 2025
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It’s been a while, but i was happy to see Bella still doesn’t realise that it doesn’t work if you sit on the ranch. Unless you do it puppy style like Luna does.
13/6 2025
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tired of talking about this sht, but still kind of astonishing to see American Defense Secretary not denying that the Pentagon has contingency plans to invade Greenland.
I’m sure they have lots of contingency plans, it’s fine. At least Hegseth is so incompetent that it’s hard to take seriously. Can’t help but wonder what America is going to look like in the future, what with everything being handed over to fox news hosts and cryptobros and dog murders and just the best people the very best, and everything deregulated and defunded. Of course you don’t ened regulations, corporations have your best interest iat heart and they wouldn’t poison your water or wreck your infrastructure or leak their warplans on myspace or whaveter, it’s just great. Definitely ban AI laws because we can all predict what AI is going to be capable of 10 years from now, there’s no way anything could go wrong. Definitely buy all the memecoins so the billionaires can afford more eggs. It’s not like the planes are falling from the skies and the skies are on fire and everyone has the measles and your bottle of water has less plastic than the water itself and
ok ok ok hopefully that will fill my quota of political rants for a while.
fucking ice ice baby.
13/6 2025
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Do you ever feel like you’re Big Bird and the world keeps telling you that Mr Hooper is dead?
13/6 2025
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Think goat thoughts.
And my brother got through his surgery fine, he’s doing well and can get started on the recovery. Thank you everyone.
13/6 2025
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Got an hour fortyfive on the bike today. Again I had to drag me onto it, but at least this time I stuck to it. To exercising I mean, I didn’t stick to the bike.
Motivation has sunk and depression has soared.
Tired legs, not the best performance, but I got done what I had to got do.
Aftewards back to apartment cleaning. I thought I could get through the last boxes, but I stopped after a couple of hours and there’s still one left. Still, got through a bunch of old stuff. More old diaries. The oldest one. May be from when I was a teenager. Crazy. Old photo albums. Childhood photos. Class photos ranging from when we started out as a bunch of laughing smiling what 5-6 year olds? To final year when we were 14-15 and trying to look cool. What a trip. My old binders with my poetry collection. The less said of that the better. Although it was an important part of my life and helped me meet important people.
I guess I’m keeping the childhood photos. For now. Keeping one smaller box of old stuff won’t kill me. They might get thrown out later, I just don’t want to hang on to stuff. But it’s still hard to throw out your old self.. you know.
No more lottery tickets.
Latest news is that my brother is doing well after the surgery. Two new hips now. My parents are hoping to get him into the same rehabilitiation college as last time, since that worked well for him. Let’s hope.
Then after a shower I go to the computer and my internet is dead and I panic thinking that i managed to wreck the cables while cleaning or something. After fixing the internet i almost wish I didn’t after checking the news. The downward spiral of the world continues.
Hope you’re all doing okay out there. I’m going to get me some soup in a bit, even though it’s almost too hot for that. But I’m always ready for soup.
14/6 2025
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A birthday song for the patron saint of cnuts.
I wish I had a pure heart and held no hatred in me. But that is not the case. I am only human, unfortunately Maybe in my next life i will be better. Maybe I will be butter. i can’t believe I’m not.
14/6 2025
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Goat love to the top of the page. Sunblessed with Sky.
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goatlog
15/6 2025
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Happy Father’s Day to all the fathers out there, of all kinds. And not least to mine of course. Thank you for tiressly working to help me in every way. He still goes above and beyond for me. As his alzheimer’s takes more and more hold and his physical health gets worse, he is still doing all he can for me and my brother. It is hard to watch the deterioration, but inspiring to see him not let it stop him. He’s been to several new examinations, his legs have been giving him a lot of trouble. And I can tell the short term memory is getting worse and worse.
Right now he’s out with mom being there for my brother, who is still doing well after surgery. Thank you, dad. And thank you, everyone.
15/6 2025
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Okay, apparently I missed father’s day by oh 10 days. I don’t know how the wires in my brain got crossed like that. Well, happy today’s day everybody.
15/6 2025
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Dramatic Sonja.
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If it’s Bella, it sits.
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That’s all for now.