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Good goat times today. A gorgeous summer’s day. Lots of sunshine and upwards of 24C/75F. That’s when I almost start feeling it’s getting too hot. I know, some of my abroad friends will laugh. But it’s lovely, hot and sunny and lots of lounging around with the goat pals. Making sure everyone gets some time sitting with me.
Some nice visitors took advantage of the lovely day too. There was a very curious little boy. He had questions. Many many questions. So many that the lady keeping an eye on him told me to just say something if he was bothering my with all the questions. Haha, he was sweet though. i think asking questions was his sort of ‘security blanket’, making him feel safe or whatever. Lots of questions about the goats, and about me.
What’syour name?
Lasse
I’m Karl.
Hello Karl.
Hello Lasse
Why are you only taking photos of the goats?
Because I like them.
Do you like me?
Of course I like you, Karl!
Haha. Sweet kid. He asked me what my last name and birthday was too, maybe he was just a datamining ai. Nah, he was nice. He wished me a good weekend, and the lady said ‘it’s a little early for that’.
Another boy came in and sat next to me and petted Sky, who was quite enjoying the attention.
Got some running from Luna and some sliding from Bella and lots of sitting from Sky. Just a lovely summer day goating.
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Luna, seen here surprisingly not mauling my face unlike what happened most of the rest of the time. I better check my face for teethmarks.
30/6 2025
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Sweet little Sky.
I am pretty sure she can squeeze under the gate between the two pens.
I had closed and locked the gate, because I just wanted all of us to be together in the big pen. Then a little later I’m over at the gate, and there’s Sky. Sitting on the other side. The gate still closed and locke.d Unless she jumped over the gate.. and no offense but the little lady has too much junk in the trunk for that… so, she must have squeeze under through the space underneath the gate. Sheesh. Bella can still ram through the gate if I don’t lock BOTH latches on it and stick a stick through the lock. You can’t keep those goats in. Or out.
But to be clear, she can’t get past the main gate OUT of the goat pens. Just the gate between the two pens.
30/6 2025
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Bella under that beautiful blue sky.
30/6 2025
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Okay. I have an appointment next week with the rehousing consultant. Or, her colleague I guess. Shts getting real, and my tummy hurts.
1/7 2025
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got an hour fortyfive on the bike. Going through the motions.
Got the email from the housing assoc this morning, and i just wanted to go back to bed and not deal with anything. Full of anxiety and worry. I don’t really want to be here. But here I am.
I guess at least I don’t have to worry if the consultant got my mail. So that’s something. Although the reply didn’t come from her, but from one of her coleagues, i guess. It was signed from ‘customer service’. And the whole exchange left me a little cold. After some emails back and forth, when we had an appointment, I asked “is there anything else I should know beforehand?”. No reply to that. Ok. They’re throwing me out of the place I have been living for almost 20 years. i’d like some empathy and understanding. But ok. Maybe the meeting will be great and everything will be fine. The first mail said “We can do a meeting tomorrow at 1 pm. Reply to this mail to confirm”. Eh. I replied that i needed some time to prepare. At least they listened to that and we have a meeting next week now.
I have a doctor’s appointment this week too. Hopefully no issues there. And then there’s my dad’s pacemaker operation on Thursday. And i’m just.. overloaded and feeling incapable.
And it’s hottt. Around 28C/82F. Scorching for Denmark. Good for exercise, but it’s a bit much. And someone in the neighbourhood is frying something. Don’t know if they’re barbecuing outside or something. But I can smell that frying oil. Walking around doing cleaning after exercise, tummy screaming for french fries. Your smells trigger me!
Alright. Well. i guess i should finally get something to eat. And try to relax. And prepare myself for the four horsemen of the *Waves arms around like Kermit* this place.
1/7 2025
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I tell you what though, that first hit of icy cold Pepsi Max. Oh yeah. After a day of sweating on the bike, of worrying about the future, worrying about dad. The sun pounding me land the smell of french fries asasulting me.
That ice cold hit. Mm.
I guess i have some strength. i did not go back to bed and sleep for hours and get up and order pizza and pie. Instead I exercised and cleaned and ate a healthy meal. And now I’m going to get huffed up on goofballs, duh winning.
jk
1/7 2025
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Happy Canada day, dear Canadarions. The Danesnorts stand united with you.
1/7 2025
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Thinking some goat thoughts.
1/7 2025
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goatlog from Lisa’s visit.
2/7 2025
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Ugh. Snarkfarkle it. Do you ever feel like the universe is just plotting against you?
Got an appointment at the doctor’s office tomorrow, just blood tests at the nurse. I start making preparations. Go to the city’s traffic site. The bus doesn’t stop downtown tomorrow. Mid city is blocked off? It doesn’t say why. Just that the bus doesn’t stop downtown. So that borks it all. I cannot find my way around on my own downtown, if i can’t take the bus i usually straight there then i can’t really get there. I could take a taxi and pay a billion bucks for ride back and forth. And if downtown is blocked off, is that just for busses or all traffic?
Of course I find out about this half an hour after the doctor’s office closes their phone hours. And their self service doesn’t display the usual link to cancel my booking. So I guess I’m too late to cancel. Well I sent a message over their system to the nurse and I sent an SMS to their cancel number. so hopefully they get that and my booking is cancelled. I’m worried I wil be charged a steep fee for cancelling too late, if they even get it in time. Don’t know if they’ll listen to my good excuse or not. I guess I’ll call first thing tomorrow morning as soon as they open and talk to them. I just don’t need this aggravation.
Good thing I checked the traffic info, otherwise i would have gotten on the bus tomorrow and ended up somewhere downtown where I wasn’t supposed to go. Fiddlesticks and knucklefarts.
And as far as I can see by the booking system, the nurse doesn’t have another available time until mid August, so that’s not great.
But whatever. I guess I’ll have to pay the fee if that’s how it goes. I’m so tired. Of everything.
2/7 2025
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Hey! The universe listened and helped me out.
Weird.
Literally 5 minutes after i posted about my troubles with the doctor appointment…
I get an sms from the clinic saying they have tried to call me but couldn’t get a hold of me, but unfortunately they have to cancel my appointment tomorrow. Because of the traffic stop downtown tomorrow they can’t get their blood tests to the lab and blablac.
Well hah. Here I was desperately trying to cancel the appointment because -I- can’t get downtown.
I don’t have any missed calls from them, but whatever. I don’t know if they even got my cancellation requests.
Well whatever whatever. From my side it’s all good now, my appointment is cancelled and I’ll just have to book something later.
Phew.
That was a fun 5 minutes of worrying. Now where’s that Pepsi Max I ordered..
2/7 2025
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Sweet little Sky. On Monday I heard one of the visiting kids, pointing to Bella and Luna, saying “Those two are the grownups”. Indicating that Sky would be a baby. Haha. She’s older than Bella and Luna combined. But she is a lil darling.
2/7 2025
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Red Sonja’s quest to become more and more like a goat continues. Now, snuggles with uncle Treatbag!
2/7 2025
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I don’t think I’ve ever had a chicken in my lap before. But hey, when the goats get too big..
2/7 2025
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Good goat times today. Since my doctor’s appointment as cancelled, I could head out early and go goating instead. I definitely prefer going to get goats over going to the doctor.
A lovely day with lots of sunshine. After two scorching days in Denmark it fell back into a more normal 20C/68F. Warm and comfortable with some good wind.
Jeanette warned me we’d be getting a lot of visitors potentially, new group that hasn’t been around before. And we did get a bunch of kids. Some of the running and making a lot of noise. But not bothering the animals. And some of the kids got meet the goats and chickens. One little girl, I think her name was Gry, came and sat next to me on the bench and asked a bunch of questions about the goats. Not in the kind of ‘security blanket’ way that the boy the other day did. This girl seemed more like genuinely curious and had some insights and she seemed very sweet. She was quite thoughtful with her words. almost seemed like she was really shy but really wanted to know stuff. And of course I did my best to answer her questions. And Bella was sitting on the tub in front of us and getting a lot of attention.
And when the visitors cleared out with spent good time relaxing in the sun.
Only negative today was that Jeanette told me someone had dumped off a baby bunny without explanation. You can’t just dump your baby animals in public places. It couldn’t stay with us, but by the end of the day Jeanette had found a place that could take it. So hopefully it will get a good life ahead, no thanks to the jerks who just discarded it without a care. Some people..
Time for soup now, that’s the ticket.
3/7 2025
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Lunaskew
3/7 2025
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Dad got his pacemaker did today. Sounds like everything went according to plan. Mom and dad are eating dinner at the hospital and then hopefully they’ll be ready to go home soon. So that is good news. I don’t know if it’s going to make any big difference in everyday life, but hopefully it’ll keep him safer in the heart department.
Thanks everyone for all the encouragements.
3/7 2025
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Yup, Sky can scoot under the gate. Sheesh. Goats. You can’t keep them contained.
3/7 225
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Oh by the way, if anyone was wondering what was up with the traffic situation that got in the way of my doctor’s appointment. Well it was to do with Denmark taking the presidency of the EU. I vaguely knew that was happening, i didn’t realise they were shutting down traffic downtown because of that. But yes, that’s the explanation for that. Guess it was a big to-do downtown. I guess Zelensky is in town right now.
3/7 2025
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Jeanette had to fix the pallet platform inside. And Luna had to watch.
3/7 2025
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Loud thunder and rain outside.
Been working on tech problems all day.
Any other page owners having a problem scheduling videos? It says I have to wait for the thumbnail to upload, but the whole thumbnail section is just blank and it never allows me to post.
It was working some time yesterday, and then it stopped working last night. Urghk.
4/7 2025
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Happy 4th of July to the Americans. I still love you. Most of you. You know who you aren’t.
Have a happy and safe one.
4/7 2025
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Frustrating day. Computer work that didn’t really work out. Wasted time. Got an email back from someone I mailed in regards to he housing situation. She told me she found my mail in the spam folder today. Just like Jeanette. I don’t know why my emails would go to people’s spam boxes. Annoying.
Depression and anxiety at high levels.
I just want to sleep.
On a better note, my dad is home and doing well after the operation. That maker is pacing it. I wish i could get a pacemaker for my brain that could slow down the bad thoughts.
Meanwhile, Dr indiana Jones is trying to decipher which of these term papers were written by AI.
4/7 2025
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I haven’t done a book report in a while. You know I need my escapism more than ever.
My last two reads were both Stephen Kings. A very old one and the very newest one.
First Pet Sematary. I am honestly not sure if i had read it before. It’s one of those books that are so big in pop culture that you feel like you know it. If I had read it before then it would be in Danish and decades ago. So I was happy to read it anyway, even if i knew most of what was going to happen. People often mention it when they talk about the scariest books they have read, King himself even talks about it being one of the scariest. I didn’t find it that scary. But then, I don’t really find books scary. I can’t think of any books that have really scared me. I guess I’m just not the type that has to put the book in the fridge sometimes. Although Pet Sematary certainly has some gruesome and troubling parts. But it’s a good read.
Next up was his newest book, Never Flinch. Another in the Hollyverse. I’m a fan of Holly, the character. And fairly invested in that universe. So I was happy to read more from that. I know some people really hate it. This time there was less Trump/covid, so that was good. It’s still set in our contemporary reality, but it feels less hamfisted this time. I enjoyed the book, it was a good read. Not sure how i feel about one of the bad guys, and it started to feel a little on rails. Just like the previous Holly book you know pretty early on what the deal is and who the bad guys are and what they want and then you just read along to see how Holly saves it all. I do prefer when King goes weird and supernatural or just out there, compared to the straight crime thrillers. The last Holly book was a straight crime thriller too, but the bad guys there had more of a horror feel to them. This time, well there’s a horror aspect, but it feels the most realistic crim thriller yet. Not one of his best, but not a bad read.
Currently i’m almost done with another book, which is Ormegården by Dennis Jürgensen. He is kind of the Danish Stephen King, very prolific and very popular but not always loved by critics. And funnily enough he also made a turn from more fantastical stories to straight crime stories. I think Ormerården is my favourite of his crime thrillers, pretty pretty good.
I may have mentioned it before but Dennis Jürgensen used to be quite the idol of mine. Not least because of his quotes in interviews where he said he became a writer because basically he was done with school and faced with either having to get a ‘real job’ or becoming a writer. And becoming a writer meant he didn’t have to get up early in the morning. I used of becoming a writer. Because i wanted to write and because I didn’t want to get a real job. Well, I did neither. Someday maybe i’ll write a long ramble about my story after leaving school and trying to find a future while dealing with depression and fatigue and crippling social anxiety, yes a very upbeat story! I went around to a few places. Before ending up here. I may not have become a writer, but i’m still writing. Here. And someone is reading it. So that’s something.
Okay let’s wrap it up. When i’m done wiht Ormegården i’m going to start The Indifferent Stars Above, historical nonfiction about the Donnoer Party. Something I only really know as a punchline on latenight tv. But i do have an interest in the American frontier history, so I’m looking forward to that. Back when America was a harsh and dangerous and ok you get where i’m going. Let them eat crypto.
4/7 2025
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Goodnight, Bella.
5/7 2025
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I had the best dream. I was in the Red Room with David Lynch. It’s all fading now so I don’t really remember what happened. Just waking up feeling super happy because it was so cool. All I remember now are the giant billowing red drapes. And David Lynch hugging me with a huge smile on his face.
That’s the stuff.
Oh well, here comes reality.
5/7 2025
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Got an hour and a half on the bike today. Forcing myself to get on. Feel that physical burn.
Stressful time right now. I mentioned I had emailed a lady about the housing. I’ve exchanged more mails with her. Her name is Helle and among other things she’s the head of .. the.. residents association? I’m not sure what the correct English term is. Anyway, I have seen her a lot on Facebook, she’s extremely engaged in the neighbourhood and politics and things going on here. She’s very active and well known for her activism. She’s been fighting against the demolishing of the apartment blocks. So many changes have been going on in this neighbourhood the last decade. The renovation of the building i live in is part of that.
Anyway, I got a flyer in the mailbox from the residents association and it had her email adress and I sent her a mail. She or a colleague might actually join me in my meeting in the rehousing matter next week, we may meet before that too.
The flyer was for the people in my building affected by the changes being done. And the possibility of filing a legal objection to it. Now I don’t think i want to do that. Because i do not have the strength to go through a legal battle, and I do not want to be a nuisance to my neighbours or the housing asssociation. I know there are families in other buildings who have refused to move out, which is causing delays and extra costs in all the demolishing/renovation plans.
I can’t really face something like that. Dealing just with single people is hard enough, a whole legal thing, I can’t. I am pretty resigned that i will have to move out. My priority is getting the best new home possible and making it go as smoothly as possible. So I don’t know if Helle or the renters association will or can help me much if I’m not going to do the objection. But she has tons of experience with this, it would be nice to have her on my side.
She said in her response to me that she’s sure the housing association will take my special needs into consideration, but that she unfortuantely also has heard from families that feel they have been treated unfairly by the association. I am not sure if that’s in regards to being forced out, or in rehousing. It’s a little worrying though.
Anyway. Waiting to hear back from her to see if we’re going to meet before the housing meeting or not and if she or someone else will join me at the housing meeting.
It’s a difficult and important time for me. But we’ll see how it goes. Big days ahead. Have to be a big boy about it. In between the rants.
5/7 2025
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Think goat thoughts.
5/7 2025
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Goodnight Sky.
5/7 2025
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goatlog
6/7 2025
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Got a Protein&Pepsi delivery this morning. Early.
I had originally scheduled it for later in the day. But then yesterday I started the emailing with Helle from the renters assoc and we were talking about maybe meeting today. And the window for rescheduling the delivery was closing. So I thought, well I better reschedule it to as early in the day as possible, in case I need to meet with Helle at some point. Leave more time open for the that potentially.
After more discussion with Helle, it turns out we’re not meeting today. And she isn’t available for the time i have the rehousing meeting with the housing assoc. But her colleague Peter will go with me to that instead.
And Helle is going to drop by the goat place tomorrow just to meet and say hi I think. So I’ll get to see her for a bit. And then i have to call Peter and talk to him before the rehousing meeting.
So yeah, the first half of next week is going to be challenging for me. Meeting Helle. Calling Peter. Important rehousing meeting.
That’s a lot for me. I would really like to just avoid it all. But so far my incantations to stop time have proven unsucessful. I may need to add more thyme. This old spellbook really hasn’t been worth the price I paid for it. Although since i’m not planning to have any firstborn children, so joke’s on the satyr in the end I think.
Anyway. Relaxing and gathering strength today for the coming days.
6/7 2025
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Don’t butt the hands that feed you.
6/7 2025
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Aw yeah. I know this means nothing to anyone but myself, but this is one of the things that came up in my going through old stuff while cleaning the apartment.
The Danish user manual for the Amiga 500. Circa 1992.
Those colours around the A500. Etched in my mind. And yet, funnily enough, I barely looked through that user manual. I used my Amiga almost exclusively for gaming. And pretty much all you needed to know was 1) Plug in the cables 2) pop in a floppy in the disk drive. And you’re ready to go. I do regret not using my Amiga more seriously. But I do not regret using it so much unseriously.
While I never read through it, this book has been with me for 30+ years. And now it’s gone. I’m trying not to hang on to things. But it was really cool to see it again. Memories, lalalala
6/7 2025
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Sky on a bed of berries.
6/7 2025
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Three goats in a row. Even if Sky is a bit distant.
6/7 2025
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Bella is tired, and so am I. Heading to bed soon. I really don’t want next week to come, but I suppose it must. One day a day, one step a step.
6/7 2025
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That’s all for now.