Tomorrow, tomorrow, you’re only a day away!

Tomorrow at noon I pick up the keys to my new appartment. In case some of you hadn’t realized from my last 20 posts. Exciting! Like I said, Thursday will probably be my first real day in the appartment and the first time I spend the night. But it’s all happening now. It’s all go.

At this point in time I should like to solicit for some mail, please. Seeing as though I will be all alone and scared in a strange and hostile environment, it would really mean a lot to me if some of you would care to help me along. Anything goes. A letter, a postcard. A drawing, a garden gnome. A survival package with 25 cases of paprika pringles. Anything at all. My virgin mailbox will accept anything you put in it, he said with a dirty look on his face.

The first one to send me something, anything, will receive a special prize. I have no clue what that special prize will be, but I’ll think of something. NOTE: Goats are not allowed to enter this competition because I cannot be sending nuts and raisins as prizes, okay Mads? So don’t even think about it.

Okay, here’s my address:

I will be eagerly awaiting the mailman every day from now until forever.

But I am not just all about taking. I am about giving too. Here I give you a goat video: http://youtube.com/watch?v=ANl7nBrlVqk. Just as I was getting ready to leave the playground Vanilje decided to start running around randomly. Up and down and all around. I like when this happens. When the goats suddenly get all energetic. Because usually they are rather… well I won’t use the word “lazy” but… let’s just say that they understand how to enjoy life at their own leisurely pace. So I don’t get to see them run all that often. But here Vanilje is bouncing all over the place. It even gets Mads and Magnethe moving a bit too. They start butting heads, while Vanilje runs around them. And even jumps up on Magnethe a couple of times. Good fun.

So. That’s it. I’m going to go stare at the wall until noon tomorrow at which point I’m MOVING.

PS. I decided not to go exchange my cell phone after all. Some incessant pressing of the 5 key helped a bit. It’s not 100% perfectly in order, but it’s close enough. It’s not like I’ll be using the damn thing a lot. I don’t like cell phones. I only got one because it’s cheaper than a “land line” for someone like me who barely ever uses the phone.
Really, I wish there were fewer cell phones in the world. Everyone has one. Kids have three. And they’re all cameras and video recorders and mp3 players and missile launchers as well. Man, they get smaller and smaller and do more and more. I find it annoying. My new cell is too small. I almost feel like going back and asking for a bigger one. But of course they don’t make bigger ones. They make smaller ones. If I could have a bigger one with less functions then I’d be happy. Honestly. Cell phones are what’s wrong with the world. /End rant.

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