Good goat times today. A lovely summer day. Overcast in the morning, but the sun got stronger and stronger. Temps rising upwards of 22C/71F which is hot for Denmark. Very enjoyable goating.
We got a new piece of furniture in the goat pen today. I will show you with pics later. Don’t get too excited, though. The goat demolition crew had it wrecked in half an hour. Jeanette came bringing in her trailer, and later she took most of it away in same trailer. Oh boy. Haha. Fun while it lasted, though.
Sweet visitors too. They spent more time with the feathers than with the furs, but it’s always nice to have little peoples in the pen.
And lots of fun and snacks with the goats. Luna managed to ditch he collar twice. But i got it back on her. Still no idea where that first collar she had every ended up. Maybe the fox ran off with it.
Now it’s about time for some soup.
16/6 2025
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Look, our new piece of furniture! We’re going to get so much joy out of that, for the next half our then we’ll break it! Yes, as I said in the post, it did not last long, Jeanette had to haul it out in pieces. But I’ll show you more later.

16/6 2025
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…and here we are an hour later. That was a nice bench we got to use for 20ish minutes. Thats it, Blla. You’re going on a diet.

16/6 2025
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…and that was what was left of the new bench by the end o the day. The rest went back on Jeanette’s trailer and carted off, so as to not be a danger to anyone. And also Bella totally isn’t to blame according to 100% of the goats surveyd for this post.

16/6 2025
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Got an hour fortyfivesies on the bikaroony today. Pretty good groove. I was a little late, no no big apartment cleaning, but i did just spend 10 mintues grabbings some stuff that needs to be taken down to the trash. Better to take it little by little, at least as long as i have the time to do so.
Othet han that just trundling along. Trying to avoid reality. But it’s like a slow motion car crash. You can see it coming and coming and coming right at you, but there’s not enough time to steer away even though there is all the time.
ADDENDUM: oh and good news about my brother. Still doing well after the surgery, and he got a spot at the rehabilitation place he stayed at last time. Everyone is happy about that, it was his big wish. So they’ll be taking care of him and helping him recover for at least 5 weeks, I think. And hopefully he will be over all the pain and problems then.
17/6 2025
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I am normally a big opponent of all the remakes and reboots and all that, but I just watched the new trailer for Naked Gun and.. I may like this. Trailer had me laughing. Liam Neeson is looking perfect. I love that kind of humour. They might pull it off. And no Shirley, I’m not kidding.
17/6 2025
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“Social media now main source of news in US, research suggests”
No wonder things are going great, the future is bright!
Wait, let me just do my own research. Yes yes, unicorns still fart rainbows.
Thank you for getting your news from LNN.
17/6 2025
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18/6 2025
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Defrosted my freezer today. That’s not a euphemism. I say it every time, but it feels so good whn those big flakes of ice start peeling off. Mmm. I wish I could do that to my brain. Just scale off the flakes of trauma and anxiety. Wouldn’t that be nice.
i had a really great dream last night. It was very Lynchian. Unfortunately I don’t really remember it anymore, just vague details. A train in the darkness. A world that wasn’t what it seemed. Humans that weren’t really humans. I should have written it all down when I woke up. and then sent it to Mark Frost so he could use it in Twin Peaks The Next Generation.
18/6 2025
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Think Sky thoughts.

18/6 2025
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I read that America is closing the national LGBTQ+ youth suicide lifeline.
Imagine not wanting to protect kids from suicide? I just. Pro life amirite? I can’t even imagine wanting to not prevent suicide in young people. If you told me they were closing a lifeline for nazi youths i would also be outragae. I don’t want nazi kids to kill themselves. I want them to grow up and learn their mistakes. If you honestly truly think being trans is a mental illness, are you saying you want mentally ill kids to kill themselves instead of getting them the help they need?
There’s still a general hotline, and hopefully that will still help. But if i was a trans or gay or whatever kid, I know damn well what message i’d take from this.
But hey, once they’re of the womb we don’t give a shit about their lives.
Bla bla bla I need to go the ruck to bed. I can’t take this world anymore.

*this post has not been fact checked, it’s midnight and my eyesight is shot and I hope I’m getting all the details wrong in my rage, goodnight america whatever you are
18/6 2025
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Good goat times today. Good to get away from the human world and into the goatspace. I feel so much better there.
There were some nice humans in the goatspace, though. Jeanette, of course. And visitors. When I got there in the morning a group of regulars were at the fence. One of the ladies, really nice lady, told me that she had just asked their children “What do the goats say?” when I had come around the corner and the goats ahd started hollering after me. So that was good timing.
Later on more regulars. Beren came in and got her quality goat time. Luna was sitting on the shelf-platform in the goat house and I had to help Beren find her, because she couldn’t see her in there. Her adutl, who I’ve said basic hellos to before, told me that Beren can’t see in the dark and has tunnel vision. And yeah I told him i could relate, with my problems. So we had a little chat, very nice. “She sure loves the goats, though” I said. And he said she loves all animals, she’s always saying how she loves animals. She’s just so sweet.
Jeanette and the visitors made pancakes at the campfire and everyone seemed to be having a lovely day. A little colder than lately, and a strong wind. But still a good deal of sunshine and quite lovely.
Got home and did an hour on the bike. Tough on the legs, but I got some do did. And now it’s time to get some soup done did. Done diddly doodly. If you’re hearing Ned Flanders in your head, then you’re alright by me.
19/6 2025
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Here’s Luna on the platform inside. She seems to really be liking it after Jeanette got it fixed to the wall. She goes in there a lot to sit when the sun is beaming outside.

19/6 2025
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19/6 2025
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Did you hear something? I swear I heard a bag of treats being opened.

20/6 2025
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News about my dad. He got results from his exams, and it turns out there’s a heart issue. He couldn’t quite explain the exact details to me. I think he said his heart was fine but it wasn’t getting the blood out well enough. Anyway, the point is that he will be having bypass surgery. Presumably in the next 2-3 weeks. So that’s a little scary, but hopefully it will go well. And hopefully that will help him with the problems he’s been having. He’s been very tired and weak and problems walking and things like that. It would be really great if he could get stronger after this. Crossing all my fingers for that.
20/6 2025
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Thank you everyone for the encouraging words about my dad. I really hope the bypass operation will improve his health. Thank you for sharing your experiences. Hope it will be done soon and sucesfully.
Then I just need to find someone to give mea brain and some courage and then we’ll be on our merry way down the yellow brick road. Wait, it’s not winter. Why is there yellow snow?!
20/6 2025
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Got an hour fortyfive on the bike today. Tired legs. Tired head. Too much depression and sadness and frustration. Spent all day yesterday waiting for an expensive package, it never came and tracking is all wonky so now I have that to worry about. Not that it’s important. But it just feels like everything keeps messing. And I have to get the email to the rehoming consultant written today or tomorrow. And there’s other stuff. And not to mention the world in general. And I feel like i can barely go on. Sorry for the dramatics. If you have sufferend from depression, i’m sorry, and you know how powerful and irrational it can be.
But hey I got biked done. So that’s a thing i did. And i did some more aprtment cleaning. Got the final mystery box opened up. Lots of stuff to go in the trash. Mostly old school papers. Old exams, old essays. Old newspaper cuttings from our class in the news, yes we made the news. I should have read it through before tossing it in the bag, now I don’t even remember why we were in the news. Honestly if I still was able to read stuff I would have spent days just sitting and looking through all the old stuff. So much old fascinating stuff from my childhood. Even if there’s no point to it anymore, it still would have been a nostalgia rush to just look at it closely. Ah well. Oh found the flyer from the place where I bought my first PC. i remember that flyer. Remember getthing that PC. After being a Commodore kid with a C64 and an Amiga 500. I upgraded to a real. With the help of Stefan and Morten, the PC kids of the class. Stefan went with me when we got the PC, and then he helped set it up. it had a giant hard drive, 250 megabytes holleeee shirt. It literally took like an hour+ to format and initialise it, so we set it to do that and then went for a walk down to the neighbourhood kiosk, probably bought candy or something. Came back and installed DOS 6.2.2 from his stack of floppies. And Norton Commander. Man, I want to get rid of Windows and just use NC again. I can still see that blue double paned filemanager in my head. That PC served me well for many years. I guess until my family got our first internet age PC. I remember we brought that home in a big box, but the store had forgot to put the CD with the internet software into the box, so we had to wait another couple of days before we could finally experience this brand new thing called internet.
Okay I’ll shut up. But living in the past is so much nicer than the present.
Apart from soup. Present soup is good. I’ll present myself with some of that now.
21/6 2025
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One of the things I found in the last mystery box of old stuff was my old Mexico ’86 sticker album.
We’re talking soccerballsports again.
Man, that tournament was something special. The Danish team was.. maybe the best it’s every been? Certainly in ‘modern’ times. Coined the phrase Danish Dynamite. Laudrup and Elkjær. Dazzling the world with beautiful balls. That was a special time. We won our first 3 games. Trashing Uruguay 6-1. Then famously, because of the huge time difference, I feel asleep when Denmark was leading 1-0 against Spain in the next round. And woke up to find we had lost 5-1. But that was still a formative memory for me, the first time i really followed the Danish national team i think. We were good in the Euros in 84, but i have no memories of that, so it must have been before I watched. in 1986 i was 8. So that makes sense.
But that sticker album. Do kids still have sticker albums? It was huge thing with pictures of every player from every country. but you had to buy packs of the stickers. And you’d get so many repeats. Trying to complete every country, spending tons of money on those packs. Haha. I can’t remember if you got chewing gum in the packs. I remember when Batman The Movie was released I would buy packs of gum with stickers from the movie, but I don’t know if there was an album for that or if it was just stickers from the movies. I still remember chewing all that gum and the screenshots from the movies, I was obsessed with that movie. Played the Batman The Movie The Computer Game on both C64 and Amiga.
Sorry brain tangent.
Anyway, not much left to the story. Just that i loved that Mexico ’86 album a lot. Eventually we took advantage of the offer somewhere in the back where you could actually write to the company and buy the stickers you didn’t have. Would have been sooo much cheaper to just order all the stickers in one go, instead of buying packs with constant repeats. But that would have been a lot less fun. I was so proud though when I had the album complete, sticks with pictures of every single player from every single country. And scribbling in the results of every single game in the tables. Who even won that tournament… was it. It was Argentina, right? That was the one with Maradona’s ‘hand of god’.
Yeah, just looked it up. Argentina beat Germany in the final. Germany that we had beat in the group stage. Man. Before football became an ahtletic dispensary system for gamblign and betting and sportswashing. I miss that sport. That team. Being a kid trying to stay up late enough to watch games from what may as well have been aanother planet, so far way that it was incomprehensible. Olé olé.
I better post this before I get started rambling about 1992 again…
Sorry, ballhaters!
21/6 2025
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Red Sonja again. It’s funny, she clearly knows that human hands are treat dispenser. She’ll stare at my hands her head follows them around if i move my hands. Like when I want to get the goats to look at the camera so I move my hands to get them to focus the right place. Same for Sonja.

21/6 2025
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22/6 2025
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Passing laws to force the ten commandments being put in every classroom, while shitting all over the commandments in everyday life. Such an American thing to do.
Sorry if you’re one of the good ones.
But let’s get that World War III started, while SkyNet sits and twiddles its thumbs and lets us do the hard work.
Look, I don’t know why they designed SkyNet to have thumbs? I’m pretty sure it’s canon though. Somewhere in the old Terminator Testament.
Two corinthians, three world wars and a memecoin in a pear tree.
Blablabla Sunday’s going great so far.
22/6 2025
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Okay. It’s done. I have sent the email to the rehousing consultant. It’s just a basic introduction to get the ball rolling. But at least i have taken the first step. Despite every bone in my body screaming to take no steps, to hide away and hope it all works out somehow by itself. Sigh. I really just don’t want to face it and deal with it. But I know I have to, and the quicker i get to it, the better a chance of finding a good new place. Theoretically they could get me a new place in a week. I’m sure that won’t happen, and I wouldn’t be able to deal with that. I really would prefer it to wait until summer is over. Or next year. I have to be out by April, i wouldn’t mind waiting till February. But we’ll see how it goes.
This is one of the most important things that will happen, presumable of all my life. I have only live one place, this place, since i moved away from home in 2007. Been here 18 years. Honestly scared shtless of the change. So much worry and anxiety and depression over this. But hey ho here we go. Let’s hope it goes okay.
22/6 2025
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Thanks everyone for all the encouragements. Let’s get some goat energy. Arranging things so Sky can have her share.

22/6 2025
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Luna hugs. When I put my arm out wide she’ll often just step into the hug like this, always makes me happy.

22/6 2025
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Luna looking good in green.

22/6 2025
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That’s all for now.

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.

12/6 2025
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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.

14/6 2025
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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.

15/62025
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If it’s Bella, it sits.

15/6 2025
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That’s all for now.