Saw the trailer to Ready Player One. I may be the only one but… I’m not that enthusiastic about it. There’s just no way it can live up to the pictures in my head from the book. I pictured the Oasis as… I don’t know. Bright. Retro. I’m not too fond of modern CGI. It looked like it could be a Transformers movie or something. I remember when CGI was new and you watched Terminator 2 and Jurassic Park and it was something special and you had to walk 10 miles in the snow to get to Blockbusters and all the copies were rented out and you had to pay the clerk to insutl you etc kids today get off my lawn.
I do hope the movie will be good, though.
24/7 2017
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Today will be a good day, knock on forehead.
24/7 2017
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Good goat times today. It started out overcast and chilly. Later on we did get some sun, but in a warm and humid way. It had rained overnight so the ground was wet. So no sitting with the goats! Only dry dirt for them. But other than that we had our usual fun. I was happy to see A38 eating all the goat pills I gave her. She had less appetite in the morning last week, and was slower to get up. Seemed hungrier and faster to get up today. I even caught her walking up to Mio and bleating at her and nudging her horns against Mio’s. Normally she’s not the one to start an argument! Of course she backed off pretty quickly. But she’s so cute with that gruff voice. Such a charming old lady.
24/7 2017
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Look, it’s one of them three-headed ogres.

24/7 2017
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Time to chew bubble gum and watch Twin Peaks. And I’m all out of bubble gum. Good thing I have this ice cream, though.
24/7 2017
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Now there’s a week until the next episode of Twin Peaks CANT YOU SEE YOU’RE TEARING US APART.
I wish I had the strength to wait and binge watch it all after it’s done. One episode a week just isn’t enough.
I know some people are annoyed by the Dougie thing. But I just love him. He makes me laugh every time.
24/7 2017
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I’m so tired. Bedtime. Don’t wait up. This might be a long one, as the sailor said to the scarf seller.
24/7 2017
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Today will be a good day. I didn’t make it out of bed this morning. I wasn’t surprised, though. I was really exhausted yesterday. Also I was feeling the need to dream. The dreamworld is so beautiful, the real world is so ugly. Sometimes I feel the pull from the dreams so hard that I can barely resist it. It’s like a drug. I guess I’m one of the few people in the world whose reality is literally a grey haze like the mist and whose dreams are clear and bright and much more real.
Anyway. Here we are in reality. I think. Let’s make the best of it.
25/7 2017
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I’m totally on a diet, but everyone agrees I can pardon myself if I get pizza today.
25/7 2017
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Today is my first day on full dose of the new meds. So if I act a little strange just… pretend that’s normal.
For example I had this crazy idea that I read that Trump used a boy scout meeting to spout inappropriate propaganda, haha. What a world.
25/7 2017
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Where’s Yogi?

25/7 2017
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goatlog

25/7 2017
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Ooh my. Remember when I told you how Mousy brought a little field mouse for Anne? I’m editing video from that day now (way behind, as always) and I was filming Mousy walking across the pasture. Didn’t realise it at the time, but looking at the footage now I can see she’s carrying something in her mouth. That must be the mouse. She walks across all the pasture and ends up over by Anne. That must have been the moment she gave Anne the mouse. How about that.
Do you guys want to see the video, or nah? I mean, it’s not like you see it that well.
25/7 2017
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Okay, here’s the video of Mousy the cat with the mouse. It’s not that interesting, but it is kind of funny that I just happened to film something I wrote about without even knowing it at the time.
link: Mousy and the mouse video
25/7 2017
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“We are like the spider. We weave our life and then move along in it. We are like the dreamer who dreams and then lives in the dream. This is true for the entire universe.”
25/7 2017
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Undercover Zuckerberg. In which one of your friends is secretly Mark Zuckerberg.
And maybe he’ll post cryptic messages about one of your friends being Mark Zuckerberg just to throw you off.
Or maybe he won’t.
Anyway, my friend Jim told me about this.
25/7 2017
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Why don’t you tell me how you really feel, Mia?

26/7 2017
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Looks like we got ourselves a convoy!
guys?
oh, it’s just me?
Ok.
26/7 2017
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Today will be a good day. Happy hump day, guys.

26/7 2017
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You know, it would probably be easier if you took the two steps around the gate, Mia.

26/7 2017
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I’ve seen this meme a few times on Facebook, or variations of it. I can’t find it right now, but basically there are two pictures. On the left is a well dressed man from the 40s or 50s or something. And on the right is a man from 2017 dressed weirdly, I think one version looked like it was someone on the catwalk of a fashion show dressed kinda freakily. And basically the sentiment was that this is what’s wrong with the world, how did we get from there to here etc. And I understand that the intent of this meme is to say something like how we used to have class and now we don’t. Something like that. I understand that the intent of the meme isn’t bad. I just can’t help thinking… aren’t the people ruining the world today typically the well dressed men in suit and tie? The lawyers, the bankers, the politicians. Is a suit and tie still the symbols of honesty and integrity today? I would rather see the man in a freakish outfit as a free spirit, expressing creativity and individuality. Not letting the world fit you into your assigned square. I would trust a man in a ball gown over a politician in suit and tie in this day and age. No offense if you’re one of the people who has posted a version of that meme, I understand where it’s coming from. I just couldn’t help thinking of this as I logged onto twitter and saw Trump’s mutliple tweet tirade about trans people not being allowed in the militiary. I’d rather have the boy scouts listening to a trans person than to a President these days.
And so on and so forth. The dream I dream to live in is always more beautiful than the web of reality that the spiders have woven for us.
26/7 2017
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Today will be a good day. Prove me right, kids. Prove me right.
27/7 2017
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Good goat times today. The new shelter got its first real use. The day started out overcast and soon enough the rain came rolling in. I was sitting with A38 in the new shelter, until Mia and Mio came running. I wish we sit there together all 4. Oh well. It was quite nice actually, sitting under the roof with Mia and Mio. Listening to the rain (and a passing helicopter). Summer rain can be quite lovely, especially when you’re keeping dry and have goats to cuddle with. Watching goats chew their cud can be quite zen. Watching them chew their cud while they watch the rain falling.. that’s a whole new level of zen. ZeN+.
Before the rain started we had a visitor. A young lady speaking English came by and asked me some questions about the place. She seemed amused to have come across goats and chickens like that. And she got to pet Mia a little. I wish I had more social skills. I wish I had social skills so I could, you know, have found out who she was and where she was from.
27/7 2017
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Where’s Yogi?

27/ 2017
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Our English-speaking visitor of course asked if Mio was pregnant. After an answer and an afirmation of said answer from me she went “She looks like she swallowed a melon! …or two”.
27/7 2017
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Watching the rain.

27/7 2017
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Ugh, that thing when you really want to engage the bigots. But you know it’s not going to do any good. I’m going to have to order a new tongue soon, the current one is being worn down by biting it.
27/7 2017
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Time to spin a dreamweb. If you want to join me, just knock on the door and say the secret pass phrase.
(You’re right, Jim. No one will ever guess that it’s ‘pizza’)
27/7 2017
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Today will be a good day. Don’t sweat the little thing. Order extra large.
28/7 2017
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I love those colours.

28/7 2017
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John McCain is like that guy in the TV show that you don’t know if is a villain or a hero. You know, like Skinner or Doctor Cox. He starts out as a villain character but then it turns out he’s got stern integrity and is actually on your side as long as you’re on the right side. But does he have ulterior motives?
I still don’t really know. But at least when I see him I get the feeling that he wants to be a good guy, unlike a lot of others who will just straight up shut down public beaches so they can flab on their own.
28/7 2017
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goatlog

28/7 2017
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The worst thing about being this productive is constantly having to take breaks to write on Facebook about how productive I am being.
28/7 2017
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Keeping an eye on the rock.

28/7 2017
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Heal my heart

29/7 2017
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Keep your hands off my buns, I’ve baked all night.
29/7 2017
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Today will be a good day. I hope you agree.
29/7 2017
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Editing goat footage, and I do believe this is the first time I’ve ever caught A38 yawning on camera. So you can look forward to seeing that video in a week or two when I’m done with this. I tells ya, being this productive is stressful. I better go back and watch some more Undertale Let’s Plays for an hour or two.
Hope everyone is having a good weekeendeth.

29/7 2017
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goatlog. From the last time we had summer rain. Sheesh, I’m more than a month behind on the goatlogs. So productive, guys. So productive.

29/7 2017
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Will the rain never end?!

29/7 2017
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Heading to bed early, because I miss the dreamscape. And everything will proceed cyclically.
29/7 2017
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Today will be a good day. Happy Funday, guys.

30/7 2017
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goatlog

30/7 2017
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I can’t upload photos. Hmm. Anyone else having this problem?
30/7 2017
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End of Facebook. Go go goat photos.

That’s all for this week, see you in the next one.

I kinda want to do a photo of Mia with a scarf and a caption saying “now officially launching my campaign to be the first female goat Dr Who” but I don’t have a scarf, or the energy to get one, and she’d hate wearing the scarf and also I don’t know if a scarf is still the identifying feature of the Doctor. I’m still watching the old black and white ones.
17/7 2017
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Today will be a good day. I said good day, sir.
17/7 2017
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Good goat times today. Had a quick rainshower and some wind, but also a good deal of sun and pleasant temperatures. No great goat adventures today, really. Mostly just quietly and relaxing. We did have some visitors that I got to talk to a little bit (starting with the standard question. Is grandma pregnant? No really, is she pregnant?). And they had some carrots for the goats so that was nice, even though our gals are picky when it comes to carrots. I went and gathered some branches with fresh leaves outside the pen. But I managed to slip while climbing over the fence. It’s a wonder it took me almost a year before I had my first fall climbing a fence, I am so ungainly when passing the fences. Luckily I fell down with my big flabby gut right on the fence. Head over on one side, legs on the other. If I’d fallen down with my chest down on the fence I probably would have broken a rib again. For the what.. 3rd or 4th time. Haha. Now it was just a gut punch and a bruised knee. And of course I didn’t have time to feel sorry for myself because the goaties were anxiously awaiting a delivery of fresh leaves. So I had to suck it up. All in a day’s work for a scruffy looking goat herder with zero balance or grace.
17/7 2017
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It almost looks like A38 is nesting!
They put out straw there, making a good goat bed. Mio enjoyed sitting in there too. At one point she was sitting under the roof in the straw and A38 sat right on the other side of the wall. It was a cute scene, but Mio got up before I could snap a photo because she thought I was bringing treats. I can’t count how many great photos have been ruined by the goats breaking character to come looking for treats.

17/7 2017
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Had a meeting today with the doctor today regarding the new meds. Just a quick chat. We talked about the side effects and all. We’re going to be upping my dose slowly now, because what I’m taking is half the optimum dose. I just got rid of the nausea, I hope it won’t be coming back now that I’ll be taking more. But it’s okay, it was never so bad that I couldn’t take it. I’d rather just power through it if it’s temporary.
So now the dose increases and then I’ll come back and talk to her about how that’s going in a month’s time or so.
So far so good, if it keeps the darkness at bay then it’ll all be worth it.
Hmm, funny that I started talking to my new friend Jim around the time I started taking the new meds. In fact, it’s almost like he just appeared out of nowhere when I started taking them. But he’s never around when there are other people around. What’s that, Jim? Gasoline? No, I don’t have any gasoline? Buy some? Well, I don’t have a car but… right… right. Well, I guess it couldn’t hurt to have a few containers of gasoline stashed around my apartment. But you’re going to have to tell me all the details in that “plan” of yours soon, okay Jim?
Just kidding.
(See, Jim. I told them I was just kidding. They’ll believe me. It’s all good).
17/7 2017
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Dougie got lucky. Go Dougie!
17/7 2017
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Powering down for today. Here’s a goat hug to say goodnight.

17/7 2017
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Today will be a good day. I’m feeling the fall now, though. Aching body. But it’s not too bad. Some pizza wrap will probably help. Have a good one, folkses.
18/7 2017
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Good goat times today. I’m glad I got going despite the aching body. It’s always worth it. I was surprised to find the goats out already when I arrived. I’ve been the one letting them out recently because of people being on vacation. But nice that they were out early. I was also surprised to find something new in the goat pen. A little half-shed thing. They must have built it after I left yesterday. I’ll post a pic soon instead of trying to describe. I’m glad new things are happening, although I do wonder how much use it will get. Mio was giving it the evil eye and seemed on guard. New things, always alarming! But they’re all still spending most of the time in the horse pasture. Even though the grass is more lush in the goat pen, they prefer the short grass in the pasture. And from the pasture you can see the buildings of the playground and plus most visitors come from that side. I come that way too when I arrive in the morning. So sitting in the pasture is a good spot for keeping an eye out for humans that might be carrying food. But it’s nice with some more shelter, especially when it rains. And I think in the future it might be the plan for the goats to be confined to the goat pen. I mean they can only be in the horse pasture now because they limbo under the fence. At some point that will probably be fixed, unless I have something to say about it.
Mostly tired today, since I didn’t feel like running around much. Went and got some fresh leaves (without falling this time) and watched the goats devour them. And we had some visitors who enjoyed petting teh goats. Not too bad.
18/7 2017
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Here are the new digs. I brought the leaves I’d gathered there to get the goats to go to it. And even then, Mio didn’t eat the leaves and limboed out of the goat pen after a minute. I’m sure she’ll get used to it, though! I can totes see A38 chilling in there when it rains.

18/7 2017
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I’m out for today. My body is still quite sore. It’s okay, I’ve ordered a new one. Best Prime Day ever. Snork you later, Morks and Mindies.
18/7 2017
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Today will be a good day. Happy hump day, guys.

19/7 2017
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goatlog

19/7 2017
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Can you tell Mio’s face is dirty? For some reason she started rubbing her face against the ground. Instead of pawing the ground with her hooves before sitting down she was doing it with her horns, getting her face all dirtied up.

19/7 2017
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Around the pizza box conversation is lively
19/7 2017
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Three days into 1½ dose of the new meds. So far so good. The nausea does not seem to be back. I am however still quite sore from the fence fall on Monday. Taking it easy today.
19/7 2017
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One of these things is exactly like the others

19/7 2017
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What I really dislike about psychologists is how they insist on constantly showing me inkblots shaped like pizza slices.
20/7 2017
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Today will be a good day. It’s never too late.
20/7 2017
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Good goat times today. Quite warm but humid too. Forecast said rain, but it didn’t come while I was out. I was first one there so I let the goats out in the morning. Giving A38 some alone time with breakfast while the big girls fought over the food bucket inside. I found a new change in the goat pen. The new shelter had a tarp added over it, to protect from the rain. But also some changes in the fencing. The first thing I saw was that the passage from the goat pen to the pasture up by the door was blocked off completely. No more passing through there. Then I went down to the passage next to the bench to see if that had been blocked off too. At first I thought it had, but when I got a closer look I saw that there was a gap. They have removed the board that the goats used to limbo under. Now there’s a nice, little goat-sized gap that the goats can go through. And there’s a bit of movable fencing that can be slid closed if the goats have to stay in the goat pen. So that’s pretty great actually. My first thought when I saw the changes was “Oh no, they messed it all up and now we can’t go in the pasture anymore”. But no, it’s actually easier now. And no more limboing. Which is the reason why this was done really. While the limboing under the fence was cute, it started wearing off the fur off especially Mia’s back. She actually has a naked spot on the back now. And mio was starting to get it too. So, this is much better. We can go back and forth as we want and the goaties don’t hurt their backs. Very good. I just hope we get to keep that new gap even when the horses come back.
Lots of lazying around today in the humid heat. The kind of day you just want to sit and watch the goats chew their cud.
There’s a little more to tell about today, but I’ll save that for later because I need to get food in my mouth hole.
20/7 2017
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Here’s a quick look at the aforementioned changes in the goat pen. On top is the newly blocked passage. That’s where it gets super muddy in winter so the goats won’t miss that, as long as we get to keep the other passage. Which is being modelled by A38 in the bottom pic. There’s a nice square gap that the goats can fit through with ease. And then there’s some meshing that is not fixed so that can be moved over to cover the gap if the goats need to stay in the goat pen. So far so good.

20/7 2017
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Okay, here’s the followup to the good goat times.
I almost thought I was going to have to put the goats back in when I was about to leave, because Anne was late today. I don’t want to leave them outside if the place is closed and I don’t know when or if anyone will show up.
But Anne did show up. And I had a nice little chat with her. it turns out she’s the one who’s been doing all the new stuff in the goat pen. The new shelter and the fence work. She’s been busy! Making it all from old pallets and old wood that was lying around. And hurrying to get the goat shelter made so it could be ready for today’s rain. how nice of her. She also asked me how I thought the girls were doing “since you know them best”. I appreciated that too. She seems to care about their well being, which is good of course. She’s been keeping them out late too, since they’ve been let out later due to vacation recently. One day they got to stay outside till 9 pm, that’s quite late for them! I should have been there for that goat party.
She also came over to show me a little present that Mousy had brought her. A little, dead field mouse. Aww. That was a little sad. But that’s nature. Cat’s gotta cat. And then Anne came to show me something nicer. I forget what they’re called, but it was a little rodent thingie. About twice the size of the field mouse. But it looked mousy. Not Mousy, but mousy. Anyway, it was a super sweet little baby and Anne held it out to me so I could pet it a little. Sweetness.
We talked a little about that horses too. She told me one of the places she got the old wooden boards for the stuff she built was from when the fences got broken by the horses. When they rub their butts on the fence and then the fence snaps. Haha. I told her the same thing had happend at our old playground. And she said she thought we only had little horses there. But then i told her that Sille used to live with us there. Sille of course now lives here at the new playground too. And Anne told me that Sille was her favourite of the horses. I should have asked when they’ll be back from vacation.
Anyway, that was very nice. Anne is always nice and usually comes to say hi when she’s the one taking care of the animals and I’m there.
20/7 2017
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And here is Anne feeding Mousy. It was a little tricky getting Mousy fed, since Mia and Mio were out and wanted to steal her food. Until they realised it was cat food. Which isn’t vegetarian. But they still kept trying to chase Mousy away to check out the food bowl.
Refer back to previous post for the big Anne chat story.

20/7 2017
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Okay, I have to go put sleep in my brain hole.
20/7 2017
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Today will be a good day. Pardon me, happy Friday!
21/7 2017
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I have no idea why people always ask if she’s pregnant…

21/7 2017
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Currently reading Johnny Marr’s memoirs. I became a fan of The Smiths very late, way after Morrissey went solo. So I was really more of a Morrissey fan. It’s interesting hearing the story from the other viewpoint. I am really loving his descriptions of the music and all, I can barely think of anything as ideally romantic as playing guitar and being in a band and living like that. Also loving his description of how he went vegetarian after they wrote Meat Is Murder.
Some day I’ll learn how to play that guitar I have standing in the corner and then I’ll be a rock star. You’ll see. You’ll all see. Bcause I’ll invite ya to ma gigs.
21/7 2017
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You monsters! You broke Sean Spicer! I’m sending my impenetrable Cyber Security Unit after you all!
21/7 2017
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goatlog

21/7 2017
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Where’s Yogi?

21/7 2017
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It’s 48 minutes past midnight and I am spending the night watching a Star Wars writer playing multiplayer games on Twitch. Just another night for one of the cool kids.
22/7 2017
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At what point does leftover pizza become leftover pizza? I’ve pretty much been eating this pizza all day.
22/7 2017
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Today will be a good day. Don’t forget you’re on a rock in space, that’s pretty badash.
22/7 2017
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One big happy. And three goats.

22/7 2017
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That’s a new one.

22/7 2017
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Nothing screams you’re innocent like petulantly declaring your absolutele power to pardon everyone from yourself to your family and your pets and houseplants.
22/7 2017
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Hello my name is Lasse and I am incapable of not singing along to Toto’s Africa. Please donate. One Like = One Signature on the get well card.
22/7 2017
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It’s 7,30 pm on a Saturday and I’m heading to bed. Life in the fastlane. I’m tired and I want to dream away. Sometimes I’m scared that if you take the darkness away there will only be emptiness left.
Anyway, that’s all we have time for now. See you tomorrow for our next session.
22/7 2017
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Today will be a good day. Happy Funday, guys.
I had the dates mixed up in my head, I thought it was the 25th. But no, it’s today. A year since he passed away. Can’t believe it’s been a year.

23/7 2017
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Regretting my life choises, mainly the one about not ordering pizza today.
23/7 2017
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All I want is to eat pizza, sleep or watch Twin Peaks. But I didn’t order pizza, it’s too early to sleep and Twin Peaks isn’t on until tomorrow.
Countless hardships I have faced.
23/7 2017
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Nothing makes me happier than when someone rings my doorbell and I don’t answer and then they don’t ring again, they just go away.
23/7 2017
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End of Facebook. Go go goat photos.

That’s all for this week, see you in the next one.