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22/6 2020
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Today will be a good day. Happy Mio Monday everyone.

22/6 2020
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Good goat times today. A warm day. Not scorching. But it was pretty humid. I got soaked on a couple of times while pulling down branches for the goats. Must have rained overnight. The humidity made it feel more uncomfortable than the hotter days, but there was a fresh breeze so it wasn’t too bad.
Nothing too exciting today. We did a little running around, got some branches and treats and sat around in the field and enjoyed the warm weather. Had some sweet kids visiting at the fence and they got to pet the goats. They loved Sky, because she’s so little. When they left they said loud goodbyes to the goats and then the man who was with them said “And have a good day, young man”. Haha. I think I may have been older than him. But I look 17, so I can’t blame him. It’s nice when they say hi to me. Some people just talk to the goats. And I mean, that’s fine. I’m socially inept and can’t talk to humans. So I can’t blame them if they just talk to the goats. That’s easier on me. But it’s nice when they at least say goodbye to me too when they leave. It’s nice when I get to feel like i’ve helped give them a good experience with the goats.
22/6 2020
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I could have sworn I picked a clean shirt this morning..

22/6 2020
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Said one of the little kids upon encountering the goats: A MAH GAHD.
Said exactly like that. Pretty cute.
(There were several of the kids saying ‘oh my god’ but this kid was kicking it up a notch. I think he’s got a future on the big screen)
22/6 2020
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Field tripping

22/6 2020
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Dad just popped over for a quick visit, for the first time since the surgery. He seems to be doing very well. Sounds and looks good. He’s still got some pain related to the actual surgery stuff, which is to be expected. Hopefully that’ll wear off as he recovers. But the stuff he was operated for, the pains in hip and leg seems to be gone. In fact he sounds a little surprised at how well it has worked already. So when the recovery is done he should be better than new. Which is really good to hear.
22/6 2020
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It’s the Lily & Lasse Show.

22/6 2020
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Rest in peace Joel Schumacher. Not going to say I was a giant fan of his, but what a fascinating back catalogue. And hey, I kinda like campy Batman. More than the current dark dcu. Better to have personality.
22/6 2020
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Today will be a good day. HappY Yogi daY everyone.

23/6 2020
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Engage antigrav mode. Take to the Sky.

23/6 2020
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Just realised that bees and unicorns are the complete opposites. One has a horn on its head, the other has one on its butt.
Pretty much. don’t fact check me.
23/6 2020
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Love you, bae

23/6 2020
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Ooh, uncle’s backpack. Can we get it? Can we get it? Ah, whatever. Let’s just sit here and wait until he gives us treats.

24/6 2020
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Today will be a good day. Happy Hump Day everyone.

24/6 2020
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Good goat times today. It was a hot one. 25C/77F. Real summer. Panting goats, and panting uncle. Good exercise, good treats, good drinking, good relaxing in the shade. Several groups of kids visiting too. Hanging aroudn at the fence, giving greens to the goats. One little kid was singing Baby Shark. I prefer Baby Goat myself, but still cute. The kids were feeding the goats through the fence, but they were pretty much feeding them one straw of tall grass at a time. Takes forever to fill a goat belly like that. But hey, it’s something to do. Fun for the kids and the goats. And real summery now.
24/6 2020
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Hey kids, feeeed us.

24/6 2020
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If you give us some greens we’ll forgive you for singing Baby Shark at us, kid.

24/6 2020
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Goatnight from the goofs.

24/6 2020
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Oh hello world. Did you miss me? I’m not sure what happened. I feel pretty bad. I feel like I have been run over by a truck. Every muscle in my body hurts. And my tongue is weird. It’s like frayed at the sides. Maybe I’ve been chewing on it because of the pain? I don’t know. I feel like the tongue thing has happeend before, but I can’t remember how or when. Oh well. I pretty much slept for 24 hours. I’m not feeling a cold or fever, so hopefully it’s not the coroner.
I feel weird though. Like I have been torn out of my life. All the little details that I used to just do without thinking about them, now I have to stop and remember what to do. I feel like I’ve been gone a thousand years.
At least I managed to get out of bed now.
26/6 2020
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Oh boy. I feel pretty weird. It’s not just that my whole body is hurting and my tongue is weird. It’s also mental. I feel.. like my brain has been taken. I feel seperated. I can’t remember.. thing. Someone suggested I go see the goats and I started thinking.. how do I go to the goats. Where do I take the bus? I literally can’t remember. Stuff on the computer. I have a lot of things set up, automated processes. And now i’m sitting here thinking how do I do this? How do I do that? It’s a really weird feeling. I feel like I have been gone a 100 years anda forgotten everything. It’s been some hot days in Denmark, maybe my brain is dehydrated. I don’t know. Well, I hope it’ll all come back to me.
Maybe I need to be put in a home. Or an early grave. Bury me in a pizza box.
26/6 2020
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Well it’s 11 pm. I’m going to start heading to bed again. Maybe I’ll wake up tomorrow feeling fresh. Or maybe I’ll be braindead. I really feel pretty out of it right now. I wish I had some iced creams. Someone please bring me iced creams. I need isvafler.
Well. See you tomorrow. If I get up. Thanks for all the concern and advice. I appreciate it.
26/6 2020
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Hello world. Here I am again. How am I doing? A little better. But not great. All my muscles still ache. My tongue is weird. But the dead parts have started peeling off which is gross but helpful. Mentally I’m still in a bit of a weird place. I feel displaced. I feel like I have been placed in someone elses body. Like I have to relearn everything. I feel almost like I’ve been hit on the head, slightly dazed and confused. Maybe I had a heat stroke. I don’t know. No fever or real coughing as fas as I acn tell. Thanks all for the concern. I’m sure I’ll be fine. Relatively speaking. Gonna give it a couple of days to at least let my body feel better.
We’ll see.
Also, I have an overpowering desire to watch the tv show Dark Angel. I’m not sure what that’s all about. Longing for the apocalypse.
27/6 2020
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I am heading to bed now. My body is feeling a little better, but still hurting. And I still feel… displaced. Like I don’t know how to be myself and I have to relearn everything. It is extremely weird and disconcerting.
Well, we’ll see what happenes. Hopefully the pain fade. Will I regain clarity? Or am I going to have to relearn my whole life? Who knows.
Thanks everyone for the comfort and advice and all. Sorry if I’m missing stuff right now. Just trying to find my way back to my own life.
See you tomorrow, presumably.
27/6 2020
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Hi world. I am back. How am I doing? A little better. Not great. My muscles still hurt. Especially my legs. My tongue is still a little flossed. And I still feel a brain fog, a displacement. I wonder if it’s ever going to go away or this is just the new normal…
Normally I’d be getting ready to go see the goats tomorrow, but I don’t think I’ll be ready for that. I’ll have to take a litlte break.I feel a bit like I have been torn out of my life. Oh well. Nothing to do but keep going and try to get better. Hope you’re all doing well out there. I’m totally out of all the loops.
28/6 2020
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That’s all for now.

Today will be a good day. Happy Mio Monday everyone.

15/6 2020
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My dad says hi, and thanks for all the encouragement and good thoughts you’ve sent him.
It’s probably going to take a couple of months before he’s back to normal, it was a fairly large operation. But it sounds like he’s doing well so far. Apart from some of the medication affecting his appetite. Good thing it’s weather for koldskål. The sun is blazing.
15/6 2020
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Noe, if you’ll humour me, I’d just like to talk about politics for a minute.

15/6 2020
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fastforward to a lizardbrain in a jar watching the sitcom HUMANS ending with a rich guy in a suit saying ‘it’s not like we’re just going to ..disappear’.

15/6 2020
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Better post a goat photo before the countdown timer reaches 108

15/6 2020
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I’ll take Who Did Lasse Have a Crush On in 2001 for 500, Alex.

15/6 2020
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Is there anything sadder than an empty hayholder? Maybe an empty pizza box.

15/6 2020
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Milo and Sky take to the greens

16/6 2020
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Today will be a good day. HappY Yogi daY everyone.

16/6 2020
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Good goat times today. It was a hot one. Up to 27C/80F. Scorching for Denmark. Poor little goats panting in the heat. Especially when we took some little runs in the horse field, yeah we’re still in there. Lots of stops at the water tank. And lots of time relaxing in the shade under the trees at the back end of the field. Beautiful, beautiful day though.
Although when I was pulling down some branches for the goats, Milo jumped up to lean on me and managed to plant his hoof right in my groin. oof. It’s ok, I wasn’t planning on having kids anyway. At least Nuller seems to have been weaned off the jumping on my back. Sometimes I still see him gaze up, looking like he’s doing the calculations in his head. ‘Can I make it up there..’. But he hasn’t tried in a long time. So that’s good.
Phew, no I gotta go drink a litre of chilled Pepsi Max.
16/6 2020
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Brought some branches with me to put in the empty hayholder.

16/6 2020
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The goats in the shade under the trees at the back of the horse field.

16/6 2020
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Sitting in the shade

16/6 2020
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Humans are so clingy.
PS. Facebook messed up the Lists feature. I no longer get posts in chronological order. Now it’s just like my newsfeed, which means random posts jumped together randomly in a random way and I see the same posts over and over instead of seeing new posts from my friends. So, it’s even harder than usual to keep up with people. And I was never good at that in the first place. Sorry if i’m missing posts. I guess I shouldn’t complain, at least I’m still on Legacy Facebook. Goat forbid they put me back on the new version.
PPS. It is very hot and I am going to bed.

16/6 2020
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Today will be a good day. Happy Hump Day everyone.

17/6 2020
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Sigh. I got updated to the new Youtube design now too. Just like everything else, it’s a bloated laggy mess designed fo mobile and chrome. The dark bleak future continues.
Well, at least I don’t depend on youtube for socializing and stuff. The videos still work. It’s not the worst. Annoying, but I’ll do my best to tweak it as much as I can and then just have to get used to it I guess. They ruined twitter, they ruined youtube, they ruined facebook. But at least I got my old facebook back. Facebook is by far the most important to me, so it’ll be a dark day when I an’t use legacy facebook anymore.
Everything gets worse always, who wants to eat hooray. (I would have looked that Mel Gibson rant up on youtube normally, but damn I can’t bear to go there now)
17/6 2020
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Keiko is the absolute best. Probably the closest thing to a goat in human form I have seen yet.
17/6 2020
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Time for Lasse’s special home made burger. What I do is I take a burger bun. And I put cheese and cucumber and tomato and ketchup in it. I’m thinking of patenting it, good stuff.
17/6 2020
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Goat butt parade.
As a thank you to Keiko.

17/6 2020
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Today will be a good day. Here’s Thor from 2008.

18/6 2020
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Good goat times today. Another lovely summer day. A little cooler than last time, with some wind and occasional cloud cover too. So it wasn’t as scorching. But still lovely. Had a good runalong in the horse field. Especially Sky. She was speeding along. Mia wasn’t into it today, but Sky made up for it. I love when they get so fast that their legs work in pairs, if you know what I mean. Instead of one hoof in front of another it’s both heefses ahead and the hind heefses and then front heefses. I can’t keep up with that on my two human legs.
We had some sweet visitors at the fence too. A bunch of young kids. I was sitting on the bench and Lily was up on the table, behind me. She was nibbling at my shirt and then grinding her horns against my back, like when they do it on trees. And the kids thought that was HIGH larious.
One boy recognised that the symbol on my hat was from Star Wars, although he couldn’t remember if it was the good guys or the bad guys. But they were all sweet and petting the goats and I gave them some treats so they could feed the goats while I answered their questions. Good times.
18/6 2020
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Sky above, grass below. Yellow, green. No red light go.
Filled the hayholder with branches again. I like seeing them go at it. Like kids at the dinner table just going at it.

18/6 2020
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Here’s me, Mia and some assholes.
(Sorry, I couldn’t resist. Turns out -I- was the asshole all along)

18/6 2020
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Got a boom box on ma shoulder, playing those block rocking bleats

18/6 2020
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Today will be a gpd day. Here’s Vanilje from 2007.

19/6 2020
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Rest in peace Ian Holm. I always thought he was an outstanding actor.
19/6 2020
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Had some cool dreams last night. One of them started off really dark and disturbing. Something about an evil cult trying to get me to worship satan. But then in the middle of the dream I became aware it was just a dream. So I laughed in the cultists faces and said OH THIS IS JUST A DREAM. And then I think I demanded to see satan. I literally knocked on the satan’s door. And it opened up and it was some kind of control room with monitors. And I talked to satan, whomst was a middleaged portly lady with a headset and microphone. Haha. I love when dreams go lucid.
19/6 2020
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Hold the phone. Kim Kardashian is going to be a lawyer?! OBJECTION, YOUR HONOUR, OBJECTION
19/6 2020
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Among the wild goats

20/6 2020
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Late Saturday night, listening to Angelo Badalamenti music.

20/6 2020
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Today will be a good day. Here’s Bob from 2012.

20/6 2020
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Here’s Lily grinding her horns against me, to the entertainment of the kids watching us.

20/6 2020
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Three little goats from the pen are we.
Well, Lily and Nuller are anyway.
I am heading to bed earlier. Off to the dreamscape to talk to the gods and the devils. The sacred and profane. The upside down inside out through the loop, scoopity poop.

20/6 2020
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Today will be a good day. Happy Funday everyone.

21/6 2020
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Happy Father’s Day to the daddies. It’s not actually Father’s Day in Denmark. Apparently that was June 5th. I can’t even remember if I remembered it at the time, since every day feels like a week right now. But I am thankful for my dad every day. He’s still doing okay, planning to drop by and visit me tomorrow for the first time after the operation. Sounds like everything is progressing well.
21/6 2020
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goatlog

21/6 2020
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Birdwatching

21/6 2020
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Ballseye

21/6 2020
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Hey, Lily.

21/6 2020
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That’s all for now.