Bangers’N Mash
I can balance a full 1½ liter Tuborg Squash bottle on my forehead. It is the oddest things you learn about yourself when you lie in bed and can’t seem to face them world.
Today’s entry will be a little fragmented. My internal hard drive has no defrag tool.
I am doing mostly okay. I have aftershocks from the 17-hour sleep. Some tiredness and headache. But life, it does indeed go on.
The weather is too warm and my parents argueing makes me feel like an unloved kid.
Tomorrow I have feeding duty at the playground. I was originally scheduled to be on duty today too, but I swapped Saturdays with Jannie. So today I just sat down and let the goat kids jump all over me. Lovelies. It’s still kind of sad to see 3B and Vanilje without their mother. Magnethe obviously looks out for Springbok and Natal. But she will butt 3B and Vanilje if they get close. So she’s kind of keeping them away from me. But I make sure that everyone gets a fair share of Plume love. On the first day that Mathilde was gone I was playing with them and Pernille came by and said “it’s a good thing you can be their replacement mother”. Aw yes.
I’m listening to Radiohead a lot. The new concerts. I dig the new material. Especially 4 Minute Warning and Spooks. I’m looking greatly forward to their new album.
I am considering buying a new computer. I thought that I had talked myself out of it. But now you know I’m not so sure.
I am looking forward to my vacation. Just one week to go. I will have to try hard not to completely isolate myself in my room. That’s all I feel like doing at the moment, lying in bed and not having to deal with anything. But if I do that for three weeks of vacation then it will only make things worse. I must be sure to get out. I have to work a weekend or two at the playground. And I have two Tina Dickow concerts coming up. So at least that’s something.
Moomincat was here yesterday. At least I think so. My dad suddenly said “There’s a cat in the room”. I got up to see, but it ran out again. Must have been Moomin. I hope he comes by again, and I get to see him. I hope my mother didn’t scare him away. She flicked water at him. Months ago. And I have barely seen him since. I get the feeling that he’s more of a winter cat though. Don’t ask me why.
There’s a new girl at work. Henriette. That’s only the second girl ever to work in our department in all the time I have been there. Girls make me even more insecure than I normally am. But she seems very nice. And part time. So I cope.
I didn’t want to be a barber anyway. Sorry, I’m wearing a lumberjack shirt.
Oh yes, speaking of work. Here is something I’m doing currently:
Picking a colour for our next flier. You can see the previous fliers with colours I have chosen. And then a sheet with four fliers, colour samples for next month. I think I picked number two there. I am also working on redesigning the flier. We might go with a postcard format instead of that elongated one that has to be folded in the middle. So I’m noodling with that, trying to come up with something new.
That’s all for now. I hope you’re all enjoying your weekends. I hope I haven’t been a killjoy. I will throw a prozac party, some day soon.
July 2nd, 2006 at 3:33
Plume you are never a kill joy. We all have our days, weeks, months, lifes? It is one day at a time that is all a person can do and sometimes it is one minute, one hour at a time. Please don’t ever feel that you cannot express yourself here in your own jounal and think that I would judge you. Make mine Wellbutrin XL 175MGs ok? You are allowed to pity parties but remember us out here because alot of us care and look forward to your entries and pictures. I know they make my day. I love to come online and see new postings from you especially your pictures. You have an amazing talent don’t sleep it away! Take care of yourself and do what you need to do to keep your head above water. ~Peace~ Debbie
July 2nd, 2006 at 3:36
P.S. I do believe Moomincat is a winter cat and it is to hot for him indoors. I know my Scrappy cat spends all day outside and comes in at night. I am glad though there have been possible spottings of Moomincat! He probably knows you need him and just wants you to remember and know that he is around. He’ll be back – I just know it.
July 2nd, 2006 at 20:05
Debbie is right (aren’t all Debbie’s or Deb’s right?), you’re not a killjoy. Maybe a killdeer! (That’s one of the birds around here, it’s a plover and when it flys, it says: killdee, killdee, killdee).
So you are now a surrogate goat mom, a very talented Plume indeed. Writer, photographer, wit, cat tamer, and now goat mum! Astonishing!
Bad Plume to mention sleeping alot! My husband and I worked Saturday and then took a nap! We worked some on Sunday and a nap sure sounds good this afternoon. It’s 89 degrees (F) out and very little wind.
Start making a list now of what to do on your vacation. Pretend you’re a tourist in your town and go to all the places they would go visit, go to the library, start reading a big book that you’ve haven’t had time to read, visit the playground and groom the goats and horses, hang buckets on the sheep’s heads (well, they can do that themselves), get a haircut, go shopping for books or cd’s or clothes, make some pancakes or go to the store and buy ingredients to make something else you like to cook, clean up your room or organize things, get started on that calendar of goat pictures for 2007, look for places you “might” like to live when you move out (you can just look, see what’s available, etc.,) there are lots of things to do.
Just don’t stay in bed the whole time. Don’t make me come over there and read the “List of the things to do while on vacation”!! Make it an Effexor XR party, Prozac just doesn’t do it for me anymore.
July 3rd, 2006 at 20:20
Debbie – I am glad I have people who want to listen to me. That means the world, especially for someone like me. Thank you.
Deb – Haha, for a moment I thought you were saying that I killed deer! I am certainly fond of both Debbies and Debs. Good names, good people. Hmm 89 degrees.. I don’t know the F conversion rate these days.. but it sounds like it would be too much for me. I can barely make it through 25 C. Thanks for the list. I’ll be sure to get out. My therapist asked me if it wouldn’t be an idea to go see my Dad on Greenland. Now of course he’s at home for the vacation, but going to Greenland sounds tempting. Snow and ice all year round, practically. Mmm. Sounds cooool.
July 4th, 2006 at 3:02
I don’t know how to convert the C to F either, but I found a converter on line to do it for me! 89 F = 31.6 C & 100 F = 37.77 C We have been close to 100 F in June. Now your 25 C = 77 F, I like that temperature. So would our goats. They don’t like really hot, hot weather or really cold, cold weather.
Greenland! Now that would be cool! (Ha, ha) Could you really go visit? Your Dad’s not like on a secret mission up there, is he? You could write to us from there and tell us about their goats. They do have goats there, don’t they????
July 5th, 2006 at 16:35
Deb – Yikes! I don’t think I could survive 37 F. And I mean that quite literally. 77 F is on the high side for my liking. Right now I think it’s around 30 C. So that would be.. 87-88 F, I guess. And I’m meeeeelting.
I don’t think my dad is on a secret mission on Greenland. Although, perhaps it’s so secret that he hasn’t told his family! Maybe he’s Greenland’s Batman! I imagine they must have goats. What kind of awful wicked places would not have goats? But I don’t know really. They have those dogs.. sleighing dogs. Hmm.