Good goat times today. A shorter visit again, as I’m still not back to tiptop shape. I’m feeling fine when i’m not doing anything, but as soon as I get active I get winded and tired.
Still, better than last week I think.
Got about an hour plus change with the goats. Just need my goat time. And talked to Jeanette too. She brought the print that she was nice enough to do for me, for the grant for the glasses. So nice of her, and she said she was happy she could help. And I could tell she meant it. I’ve said it before, but it’s such a blessing that she came into our lives. Made the goat move here much better, and I feel much better when I know she’s here to take care of the goats. And the fact that she cares about me too makes me happy. With how difficult a time i have being around people, it really is precious having someone you feel comfortable around and who is such a good person.
Hooray.
I had hoped to take the grant down to the optician today so we could get the glasses ordered and things going, but I was berried after being out with the goats and doing some shopping, so that will have to wait for another day. Soon.
And now it’s time for soup, hooray.
4/11 2024
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Sorry bout the blurry pic. Here’s Bella on the crooked platform. So they do still go up on it. I am not sure if they still can use it to sit and nap on, now that we’re going into the colder days they sit around a lot less anyway.
I forgot to take a picture before I cleaned it out, but funnily enough Keiko was right when she joked about the berries rolling downhill. When I got there in the morning there was a larger than normal pile of goat berries lying down in the crooked end of the platform. Rollin rollin rollin’

4/11 2024
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Good news. For me.
Remember my almost catastrophe with the fallen TV and the hard drive that I thought was dead
Well, I fixed the hard drive. And by fixed, I mean I plugged the cable into the right plug this time.
Hah. Well. I blame my blindness. The hard drive is a backup hub with extra USB ports. It has two extra ports on the front where you can plug in other devices. I was trying to plug the cable from the PC into those ports. But that cable is supposed to go in a port in the back. It’s been many years since I plugged that drive in, and it’s been connected ever since, so I forgot where the cable was actually supposed to go. In my defense, I DID actually look all over the drive to see if there were other ports. Because the cable from the PC didn’t seem to fit into the front ports. But in my blindness I did not manage to actually see the port in the back, so I figured that when the TV fell and it tore cable out it must have wrecked the port and that’s why the cable no longer fit.
No no. I just needed to plug the cable into the actual right port.
Oh boy. Well that’s a relief. An 8tb external hard drive is not cheap. It would be on the wrong side of 1500 kroners / 220 US Dollars / 170 Pounds.
So I’m sure glad it turned out okay. So far so good. Disaster averted, again. TV seems to be still working without problems.
It hasn’t been the best couple of weeks lately, with sickness and frustrations and pain. And I’m really starting to feel the coldening. We’re down around 10C/50F in the day, and lower at night. And that’s too cold for me. Even with all the things I do to mitigate it, it still just wears on me. And the darkness.
4/11 2024
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It was a very Twin Peaksy morning.
4/11 2024
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🎶 Come on get up, get down like Mickey Mouse on crack cocaine, go round and round, like a fucked up song by a fucked up Dane 🎵
Well, nothing interesting on the table for tomorrow. I might not even get out of bed. I might keep my head in the sand. i’m a reasonable man, get off my case get off my case.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I6qFSLS2hqM
4/11 2024
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I had a shitty night. Literally. Diarrhea. So that was fun. Let’s hope today won’t be a giant turd.
Oh, what could possiblie go wrong?!
5/11 2024
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Very tired now. Had my night’s sleep ruined by the diareebus. I’ve had a nap, but still tired. My stomach seems stable right now, but who knows if that will last. i’m going to have soup now. It may be a grave mistake, but I want soup. Soup will guide me. In soup I trust.
Not sure if the nightly evacuations were because of something I ate or it’s my general current malaise. The latter seems likely I guess.
Soup now, then rest. The doomscroll the apocalypse.
5/11 2024
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Aight. I’m off to bed. I am feeling pretty okay right now, so we’ll see what happens next. Probably a meteor will fall on my head or I’ll knock my knee against the coffee table or
anyway, I’ll be scared to get up and check the news tomorrow. Nevermind the politics, the thought of four years of that ugliness makes me want to get up on the room and stretch out my arms and scream COME AND TAKE ME COMET, I WELCOME YOUR CLEANSING BREATH.
Oh well, what are ya gonna do. The world is on fire, we don’t need no water
5/11 2024
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I despair
6/11 2024
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Well here we are. So that happened.
I would love to write some eloquent and thoughtful thoughts that put it all in perspective. But you know me. i’m going to self medicate with pizza and ramble.
I’m privileged enough that this disaster won’t directly affect me super much. I can turn off the news and pretend it’s not happening. I feel really bad for Americans. For women and minorities. For everyone whi will have to live with the direct consequences of what will be happening to them now. The fear of what will happen next. The pain and fear and suffering. But hey, maybe your groceries will be cheaper and that’s waht matters. As Jesus famously said, fuck everyone else I’m looking out for myself and mine.
It’s all a bit more esoteric here. It’s not like this won’t have an impact on us in Europe. When Americans, republicans really, ask us why we care and tell us to mind our own business, well America is a superpwer, it’s all our business. Putin has succeded in massively destabilizing everything now. What’s going to happen to NATO? Ukraine? My life isn’t going to be different tomorrow. But this was the year when the Danish government advised the population to stock up and be prepared. I can’t say there won’t be foreign soldiers in my country in the future. I can’t be confident of that aynmore. It’s so crazy to say.
Can’t help thinking of.. history classes. German soldiers in Denmark. I never experienced that myself, I know it from the teacher’s words and old folksy tv shows where it almost seemed quaint, having to put up heavy curtains to avoid being bombed by enemy planes at night. Hard to understan that these things were actually happening in real life. What will war look like in our day and age.
People cheered for Hitler. People approved of gas chambers. And now here we are. I want to think that people cheering for mass deportations just don’t fully understand what they mean. They have a cartoon logic of “oh my country is full of illegal aliens who rape and murder and eat pets, and we’ll just put them all on a plane and dump them across the border and then our country will be great again”. They don’t understand the reality of it. Did people understand the reality of gas chambers?
You’ll have a vice president who literally, LITERALLY, compared the president to Hitler. LITERALLY.
Literally empowering Hitlers.
The insanity of all the poor people desperately needing their groceries to be cheaper so they empower Hitlers and evil billionaires and tycoons. The fucking insanity of it. These people that could give you free groceries out of their own pockets for a decade without making a dent in their fortunes. Fucking golf kart terrorists.
It makes me so angry and sad and deeply deeply depressed. It happened once, you could call it a fluke. But you can’t pretend that anymore. The neoreligious fascism is the intention. The pain and suffering is the point. It’s almost funny after all this blind panic over comunism and socialism, now they’re just handing the keys to Putin. Fucking bizarra.
And there’s no way back that i can see now. The system was already rigged against democracy because of electoral college and gerrymandernig and all that, and it’s been made painfully clear with Project 2025 and a Trump with nothing to lose that it’s going to get even worse. I’m not saying Trump will become lifetime dictator, but I’m damn sure they’ll be setting up stuff so there’s no chance to beat them anymore. It’s evident now that they don’t really have to fear doing stuff in the open, they can literally say it out loud. They can get away with whatever they want. They can drag the dog out in the gravel pit and just shoot it.
I hope Americans will have the strength to keep on fighting the good fight for their lives. I don’t know that I could. But when youre stuck in the middle of it I guess you don’t have much choice. I wish you luck.
I feel bad for people who have to reckon with the future of this sewage. I don’t know how much time I have left, but this is definitely not the world for me. I don’t feel bad about not having kids and having to worry about how it all goes. I guess that’s selfish. But this world. This is not my kind of world. I’d like to think the ship will be righted at some point down the line, but i can’t see it happening. We live in an enlightened agan and still this is how it’s going. Not just America, all over the world. It feels like the beginning steps of all those Dystopian future worlds from our fiction. I just read In The Country Of Last Things by Paul Auster and I mean, I can’t confidently say that’s not where we’ll end up. We’re already halfway into Handmaid’s territory.
I have no mouth and I must scream.
i suppose for me it will be a matter of keeping my head in the sand. The sand being spending time with goats, eating soup and pizza, reading books and rewatching old tv shows and movies to pretend that the world is still sane. I really just don’t want to be part of reality anymore.
Maybe I shouldn’t be so melodramatic and maybe I shouldn’t let it get to me so much, but more than the actual reality of the situation, which I am physically some remove from, it’s the symbolism, the meaning, the intent, the utter kick in the teeth. The cartoon brick wall. When everything you despise and fear and loathe is elevated into godhood. When at least half the world thinks that your beliefs and values are shit, that you’re nothing. that your pain shoul be laughed at. How do you not take that personally. Today is no different than yesterday, except everything has changed.
And again, I feel so bad for the people directly in the line of fire now. People on my friendlist who have to wonder if their marriages are going to be valid, if their kids are going to targetted, all of those things. I am so lucky to live in Denmark, even with all our problems. I’m gonna get free glasses because i’m sick, in America you can lose your house if you get sick. I am so fucking blessed. Makes me feel selfish for feeling so shit.
I hope you’re all okay. I hope you will be. I hope we’re making mountains out of mole hills. I hope the ship will be righted, not sunk.
I will never understand. Humans.
And now shut the fuck up and eat your pizza.
6/11 2024
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You know, sometimes it’s almost nice when people live up to your negative expectations and stereotypes of them.
There’s a couple of my friends on here who have clicked the Haha icon on my post of distress. One who’s gone into the comments of my profile picture to click Haha on other people’s comments agreeing with my black mood.
I find it hard to even comprehend doing that. If Trump had lost and some of my friends had posted about being upset and distraught about that, I can guarantee I wouldn’t have gone looking for those posts to ridicule them for it.
It’s honestly kind of bizarre. I get that we’re fractured and divied and all that. But literally taking pleasure and enjoyment from other people’s pain? that’s like.. Literally the stereotypical image us liberal elite socialists have of the average Trump supporter.
I know not all Trump voters are evil and coldhearted. I know that. In my view they are politically misguded of course, but that’s like just my opinion man. That’s From A Certain Kind Of View stuff. But laughing at people who are in pain? I can’t really find a point of view where that’s normal.
But I guess if they are comfortable being that kind of people, well good for them. They’ll be thriving the next four years I suppose. They’ll have more fun watching the news than I do watching old Seinfeld episodes. Constant laughs.
It’s not like it matters to me, I’m a big boy, I can take it. It’s just. Again, it’s almost funny. Like a satirical cartoon strip. Wealthy people laughing at the poor, healthy people laughing at the sick, happy people laughing at the sad. Amazing. What a time to be alive.
I wonder if they laugh at me when I’m in terrible pain too, when I’m deeply depressed, when I want to die, when the goats are hurt, when my TV falls over. Hmm.
I am sorry whatever happened to you happened to you to make you that way. Rest assured I will be providing plenty of misery for you to laugh at in the days ahead. Get your tickets to the mass deportations, let’s hope there are glass windows in the gas chambers.
I will never understand. Humans.
I’m not under any illusions that any of this is about me in anyway, or that I’m important in this equation. But this is my space where I express my feelings. My love and sympathy who are in the middle of it all and facing unknown consequences and uncertainty. Stay strong and carry on. The world may be fifty fifty, but that’s still a lot of people on your side. Hopefully that will be enough in time.
The darkness of my mind would not have lifted with another result yesterday, I’ll keep trying to make cracks for the light to come in.
6/11 2024
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What what? Chicken butt.
Keep despondent and carry on.
I’m heading to bed. Goodnight America, whatever you are.

6/11 2024
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I am not feeling super well. Mentally and physically. But heyoh, one day a day. I did manage to get down to the optician today and give them the grant paper thing. In a couple of weeks I’ll get my two pairs of new glasses. For free, because I live in a communist hellscape, hooray.
I literally don’t think I’d survive living in America. But then that’s mostly because your version of football doesn’t involve using your feet and that’s a hill i’m willing to die on.
Anyway. I’m gonna soup now and take it from there. Keep on hanging in there. Thank you everyone for all the love and support, hope everyone who needs it in the coming years will get it too.
7/11 2024
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Three furs and a feather.
Think fluffy thoughts.

7/11 2024
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Apparently Frank Turner played in Copenhagen yesterday. I wish I’d known that.
I mean okay, Copenhagen is the complete opposite end of the country. And even if he’d played in my backyard I probably would have been too phobic to go.
But still
He played in Denmark, so I can pretend I could almost have gone to the show.
He’s probably my favourite new musical discovery the last 5+ years. Still listening to lots of olf recorded shows. Fabulous songwriter. Would love to see him live one day. Wuld love to see any musical act live again some day. When was the last time I went to a show? A decade at least probably. And even then it was incredibly hard. Anyway. Rock on, rockonskateers.
7/11 2024
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So, I’m having chest pains.
Don’t worry, it’s not like heart attack chest pains.
It’s skeletal. It feels completely like all those broken and bruised ribs I’ve had. Just above the right chest, up to the shoulderish around there. It’s not horrible at all, but I feel it when in certain ways. I must have bumped the skeleton. As the priest said to the sailing nun.
I wonder if it happened when I did the lying down stretching back over the bed. Or something else. But I’m guessing, my feeling is, that it’s bumped my lung too and that’s what has caused the out of breat thing. If I take a really deep breath I can feel it pushing against the sore bones.
And that combined with whatever manflu I had and the return of excruciating back pain, that’s why i’ve been feeling rotten. At least the physical part of it.
I’m feeling better and better, and my experience with all the ruisedbroken bones is that it’ll take the usual 3-4 weeks to get better.
I know you’ll all scream at me to go to the doctor, but you know me. I’m feeling fine and i’m pretty sure it will just take time. I got my yearly diabeetus checkup at the docs office coming up in 3ish weeks, so if i’m not better by then, i’m sure it’ll come up.
Things tend to come up when you’re bumpign skeletons.
Speaking of rude dirty things, did you know there’s a Danish web shop called “BJ Trading”? I swear. it’s a tech shop. I have bought stuff there several times, like extertnal hard drives and other computer goods. It’s a pretty old and well reputed place. I think the owner, or at least guy who started it, has the initials B and J and that’s where it comes from. I recommend if you need a hard drive to go to bj trading, and you can quote me on that.
8/11 2024
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Don’t usually post memories posts, but i know some of you loved these two too tutu toodleeooh.
8/11 2024
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Got an hour on the bike today. Not working too hard, just want to keep the systems going.
Had to abandon the arm exercises. Trying to bend the power twister rod made my chest hurt too much. Ribcage. So I’ll have to stop bending my rod for a while. The intervals got me out of breath immediately too. I sure hope I can breathe right again soon!
I’m just real tired of everything. But heoh we carry on I spose. I’m gonna grab me some soup and see where it takes me.
9/11 2024
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Sometimes life is like a Scrubs episode. You laugh your ass off, but then suddenly the sad music starts playing…
who do you think won?
9/11 2024
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it hurts when i sneeze, and other bedtime stories.
Other than that just a quiet day today.
i really don’t like that Facebook minimises the text size when you are in the middle of writing an update. Smaller text means i can’t read what i’m writing, doesn’t help me that I can see more amounts of text if it’s too small to read.
Back to writing stuff in a text file and copying it over to fb.
Anyway. Still physically and mentally worn, but hanging in there. One day day.
Just don’t sneeze.
10/11 2024
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That’s all for now.

Good goat times today. Light rain on and off all day. So it was mostly spent in the goat house. Wrangling goats.
The big question was of course, would Luna still have her collar on?
Spoiler alert: No. She would not.
I put it back on her, so we’ll see how long it lasts this time. If she keeps getting out of it then it will probably end up being lost. She doesn’t mind wearing it at all, but since it easily tears away, I figure she breaks it while doing one of the full body scratches they like doing against things.
But other than that a quiet day with not much happening. I am ready for some soup now.
28/10 2024
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Luna sez: I’ll be out of this thing five minutes after you’ve left, just wait and see.

28/10 2024
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Bella has been standing on the rock a lot lately. I don’t know if it’s because we’re into the wet season and she wants to get off the ground more, or if she just only realised it’s there recently. Anyway, it’s always cute when goats stand on things.

28/10 2024
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goatlog

29/10 2024
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Got an hour ten on the bike today. Back to work after a week and a half’s break.
Felt good to get back on it, although I wasn’t feeling great and even the short break from cycling makes you feel like you’re starting almost over.
It was my own fault I wasn’t feelnig well. Yesterday I bought two bags or pistachio nuts. And I ended up eating BOTH bags in one evening. Geez. Completely nuts. So nuts. Just goes to show I can’t be trusted with them. The only way to win the game is not to play. I can’t limit myself, hopefully this will teach me not to buy them.
My blood sugar levels have risen a bit lately. They are still in the acceptable range, but now they’re in the highest values of the range. That’s not great. I’ll do my best to get them back down to the lowest levels.
My weight has been stable, although flushing teh whole system because of the nut intake may have helped that today..
Anyway, good to get back on the bike. Now just to keep at it. And no nuts for November, hopefully.
Didn’t sleep well last night because of running to the toilets to get rid of nuts. So I’m pretty tired now. S M R T!
29/10 2024
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Good goat times today. The goats were good, me not so much. Started feeling dizzy and short of breath on my walk there. And my back started hurting really badly. Not great. So only an hour or so of goating for me before I headed home.
I was hungry in the morning, but didn’t get any breakfast. S m r t. Not sure how much to blame that was. I did grab some of the goats’ peanuts and carrots, didn’t seem to help too much.
I’ve also been trying some new stretches for the back, and I guess that’s what made my back hurt so much. Maybe it was the combination of pain and no fuel that made me go all weak. Maybe it was getting back on the bike yesterday that drained my system, maybe there’s some sickness lingering. I’m not a doctor, Ji.
Been home for a while now and feeling fairly ok. Ready to get some soup and maybe to bed early.
We had some sweet visitors in the goat pen today, petting the goats. There was a little girl who was petting Luna and then she bleated and the girl went “It made a sound! Why does it make sounds?!”. Aw. Jeanette is great with the visiting kids, answering questions and always being enouraging and telling them how well they’re doing and how brave they are etc. A lot of visiting kids are a litlte nervous meeting goats for the first time, so they get a nice win when they dare pet the dangerous monsters.
Anyway, what was that you said about soup?
30/10 2024
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Jeanette was doing some work. Bella was supervising.

30/10 2024
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Bella sez: Nice wheelbarrow, would be a shame if someone were to jump into it…
You’ll never believe what happened next.

30/10 2024
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A. Few. Moments. Laterr.

30/10 2024
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Well I’m not feeling reat. Stayed in bed this morning. Did get up later, and did do an hour on the bike. So that’s something. But it wasn’t easy. No energy, quickly out of breath, much more than usual. I don’t think you can get out of shape that fast just from not exercising in a week and a half, so i must still have some sickness lingering. Maybe i got some long covid. Nah, I wasn’t that sick. But hopefully I just need a couple more days to get back to normal.
Happy Halloweenies everyone.
31/10 2024
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Happy Halloween you alls. Recently looking at old videos of Palle when picking flashback posts for the goat page has made me really feel how much I miss him. I miss all of them of course. There were some great goat loves in my past. But at least I got a lot of time with most of them. More than a decade with Mia and Mio. Palle was so special and went so young. I can look at the videos of hm now and feel happy for the time we had. Not quite there with Mia, that heartbreak is still very open. But I do think i am fairly good at being goat. Living in the moment and not dwelling. Mostly. Sometimes.
Anyway, happy Halloween. May the Ghosts’n’goats bless you with benign visits.
31/10 2024
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Well, good news. I have been granted financial aid for the glasses. So I can get them for free. It’s been a month of running in circles, bput wee got there.
EXCEPT. They sent the grant electronically and I have to give it to the optician. I don’t have a printer. My parents’ printer is malfunctioning.
i reached out to Jeanette and she said that she would try to print it for me. She’s the best. So hopefully that will work out.
Hooves crossed.
1/11 2024
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I said i was feeling better earlier. But I have to take that back. i’m not really feeling sick, but I’m feeling pretty weak and tired. I’m kind of getting out breath just walking around my apartment. Clearly I’m not back to normal. Hopefully a couple of days will get me back.
I almost wondered if i’d hurt my lung. One of the new stretches I was doing had me lying on my back on my bed with my head and shoulders over the edge, kind of trying to stretch back like that. Because my back pain has been around the under the shoulders place sometimes. Almost wondered if I’d poked a lung.
It reminds me a little of how I felt before I lost the weight and got in shape, there was a period.. when was it, a year and half ago? When I was out of shape and getting tired and out of breath quickly. i even had lung xrays back then, I remember they found some kind of minor lung change or something, not something that was deemed important.
But just that feeling of getting out of breath with minimal efffort.
Anyway, hopefully it’s just because I’ve been sick. Time and getting back to the regular exercising will hopefully clear it all up.
I can’t believe it’s November already. We made it this far.
1/11 2024
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Preparing for election night.

1/11 2024
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I had an almost traumatic catastrophe last night. As I was getting ready to go to bed I accidentally pushed my TV and it fell over and off the desktype thing it was on. Crashed to the ground. I can’t tell you the panic that set into my head. I use that TV as my computer screen. My computer is my lifeline. Getting a new TV would be a big ordeal, and there’s pretty much no chance I could get the same model anymore and who knows if I could get anything as good and easy to use for my special needs anymore.
I know it may seem silly, but imagine you thought someone had cut off both your legs. That’s how I felt. Disaster.
THANKFULLY. I got the TV back up and it was okay. Took some work to get everything plugged back in. But the TV seems to be working okay still. Gurgh. My external hard drives aren’t working though, the falling TV pulled a bunch of cables some USB cables too. I’ve plugged them all back in, but the two external hard drives I have are not showing up in the computer. Hopefully they’re not broken, hopefully I missed some cable or something. i’ll have to take a closer look. Replacing an 8tb hard drive wouldn’t be fun. I do have backups though so there shouldn’t be any data loss at least.
So that was a bit of a heart attack.
How am I feeling other than that? I’m not sure. I started coughing earlier and felt like my throat might be hurting a bit. I used my mouth spray and I seem to be feeling ok right now. But there’s still something going on in my system I am pretty sure. I am going to try to go exercise. Not too much, just a little to get the pulse up and see where I’m at.
I got a bunch of other technical issues i’m dealing with and i’m kind of feeling stressed and depressed along with the somewhat sick and weak and breathing and all. Not feeling super. But at least my TV is working.
Hope you’re all doing well out there. TTYL LLAP
2/11 2024
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Got an hour on the bike. Took it pretty easy. Definitely still not up to speed. As soon as I started the intervals I was out of breath. But I’m not coughing and my throat isn’t hurting, so maybe that was false alarm. Just gotta give it some time.
Not fun afterwards though, as I spent hours working on technical stuff. First my alarm clock has started behaving erratically, and in order to get to the power outlet I had to move my bed haha everything is going swell huh. Well the alarm clock is dead now. Sigh.
Not that important. Much worse is that my external hard drive also seems dead. I think it’s the cable input plug that broke. I spent hours working on it and other stuff with the wires and stuff with the computer and tv. Lots of time in awkward positions, my back is killing me now.
And the hard drive is probably gone. Replacing it will not be cheap, an 8tb external hard drive would cost more than the glasses, maybe I can get financial aid for the hard drive too! Haha. Gallows humour.
Ah well. I still have a couple of things to try, but I think I will have to get a new one. And even if I get a smaller model it will still be expensive. Bummer.
Just feeling frustrated and stressed. And out of breath and in pain.
But I will try to calm down with some soup. Go with the flow. Of the soup into ma mouth.
November’s off to a great start, can’t wait to see what happens next..
2/11 2024
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Thinking goat thoughts, with Sky.

2/11 2024
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goatlog

3/11 2024
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Oh yeah, with everything going on I forgot to mention that this happened at the playground. I don’t know if you can tell from the photo, but the platform broke. It’s slanting downwards.
When I made it, I wedged it resting on the two troughs that went along the walls. Bella and Luna love jumping up in those and standing and walking on them. And they finally broke the one on the right, it tipped downwards, which means the platform is no longer level. So that’s a bummer. It’s still stable, but I don’t know how much they will want to use it to stand and sit on when it’s crooked like that. I guess we’ll see.
Jeanette told me that she had found out that they have a little more money in the budget than they thought, and the plan is to have carpenters come by, before christmas, and finally fix the platforms out in the pen (finally get the ramps better for the goats) and make an outdoor shelter that Sky can use when it’s raining and the big girls won’t let her in. And maybe the carpenter can fix this platform too. We’ll see. First priority would be the ramps on the platforms outside, they’ve been on the to-do list for years. And an outside shelter for Sky would be really great. I would like that.

3/11 2024
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Don’t stand so, don’t stand so, don’t stand so goat to me.
Just kidding. Keep your friends close and your goats closer, but if your friends are goats, keep them very close.
Anyway. I’m feeling fine, as long as I sit still. When I start doing stuff I get drained and winded. Hopefully my energy levels will increase soon.

3/11 2024
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That’s all for now.