Good goat times today. I needed that. It has been a struggle to keep the dark thoughts from taking over my mind. But sitting with the goats, all is right. At least for a while.
Lots of nice sunshine today, but also rainshowers. Danish summer has started off as Danish summer like to do.
But it was lovely when we could sit in the sunshine. We had some sweet kids visiting, petting hte goats. One little boy squatted down next to their water bucket and was staring into it likehe was mesmerised. Maybe it was his own reflection in the water that he was looking at? I don’t know. But his adult had to drag him away finally.
Jeanette and I both did work on the platform in the goat house. I’ll give more details on that later. I even did some sawing today! We have that old black spool down in the pen. A long time ago I inserted a christmas tree into. Well, I’ve been wanting to get that tree out of it. But I got it in there so good, the branches hooking it from the inside. Jeanette lent me a saw and I sawed the tree over so I could get it out. I don’t know when the last time i used a saw was. Woodshop eleventyeighty yearmonths ago? When I was in school in the 1670s. I don’t know, time seems to be a fluid going down the drain. But yeah, Nick Offerman has nothing on me.
Back home to the big things looming and more little niggles going wrong. I really just feel like I want to disappear. Anyone have David Copperfield’s number? Or whoever is the current famous magician that people know about.
I think i will start off my magic carreer by making a pot of soup disappear. Hey presto!
2/6 2025
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Breakfast in the sunshine, but with the clouds warning of things to come, down from them.

2/6 2025
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Here’s the platform work inside.
I am not sure the configuation of the pavement tiles are going to stay like this.
But maybe you can tell that the platform itself has been better secured.
Jeanette actually did that last week, but she had put the platform higher up. I talked to her and told her that I thought it was too high up, the goats weren’t so eager to get up on it. And it was a bit wobbly too. It was secured on the back end against the wall, but not the front.
Well today Jeanette took it down and then put it back up at this height. And put some poles underneath to further stabilize it. Now it is set on wedges nailed to the wall and has the poles to stop it wobbling. The goats used to all the time get the platform pushed on the floor when they scratched their bodies on it. Now it is secure and can’t be moved. So that’s good.
I would still like to get more pavement tiles so I can make proper steps up. I could get another pallet to put under it to make the steps higher up, but then I don’t have enough tiles to make a 4×4 tile platform as a step, like there is here. That’s good for sitting on it. If I put in the pallet then i can only make 2×2 steps and they can’t sit so well on that. But if I get more tiles I can build something better.
Well, for now this is what it’s like and we’ll see if I change it or not. But the wooden platform is now stable and secure and the goats can’t mess with it or push it out and fall off it and stuff. Much better.
I’m sorry I’m not good word explain concise brain work not well need more soup.

2/6 205
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I don’t know to which fetish this caters, but I just wanted to prove that I did a saw. I sawed. I am become saw, destroyer of chrstmas trees. My technique may need some work, but mark my words i’ll be building birdhouses soon. Or maybe a little red playhouse for sky.
2/6 2025
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Jeanette doing the manual labor, Luna supervising. It’s good to be goat.

2/6 2025
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Got an hour fiftyfive on the bike today. Good to switch off the mind and get away from reality.
And then afterwards I got back and face reality. Read through the paperwork I had received about my lease being terminated. Not too much new compared to the stuff I got in my digital mailbox. But some more information about the rehoming part. And that’s basically what I will have to get on with now. There’s contact info for the consultant and I will have to get in touch with her and apparently we’ll be having some talks and meetings.
I’m not going to rush it right now. Part of me really wants to wait until summer is over, if not until the very last minute. I have to be out April 1st, so March 32nd should be a fine time to start dealing with it, right?
Yeah yeah. I really want to put it off till after summer, but I know that would be stupid. But I’m going to take a week or two to remain calm and start putting together a list of my wants and needs. I need to have that done before I start meeting with the consultant.
They are obligated to give me 2 housing offers. That doesn’t seem like a lot to me. What if they are both crap? But I’ll have to worry about that when we get there. Maybe I’ll get great options. And because I’m being forcibly rehomed i will be put at the head of the queue for the new places, so that’s something at least.
At least i took the first of looking at it. I guess opening your eyes is a good way to start when facing reality.
The dark thoughts are really drowning me, threatening to overtake everything. I really just don’t want to deal with any of this.
But I’m trying. So here we are.
3/6 2025
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Maybe I should just say an official, Happy Pride Month. And to those who are against that sort of thing, you can go snorkling in a shark pond.
Just read that the King Of The Hill voice actor who was murdered was shot by a homophobic neighbour. Government using ressources to block rainbow colours on bridge lighting?
So much hate for the ones who love. The human capacity for awfulness is unlimited it seems, and being awful to people because of sex or gender or any of that stuff is just so fkn dumb. Imagine grown ass people being threatened by rainbow colours. Shameful.
Anyway. I could go on and on. But there’s no point in that. All my love and support for the trans and the gay and the queer and nonconforming and anyone who is persecuted because of things like that.
3/6 2025
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🎶 I hate this twisted logic, this sadistic hallelujah. Every single book I read always had the same ending. Right hand on the bible and the truth is still irrelevant. Don’t you know the bad guys always win? Don’t you know the bad guys always win? 🎵

3/6 2025
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Thank goodness for goats. Am I right, Sky? So much love for the ones who goat.

3/6 2025
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Literally the first frame of the video I just started editing. I don’t think this will make the final cut.

3/6 2025
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Whenever humans talk to me all i hear is

4/6 2025
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goatlog

4/6 2025
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Luna’s not falling for the old pull my finger gag.

4/6 2025
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Good goat times today. Keeping my head above ater. A nice sunny walk there. Then the rain started for a while. Later the sun came back. Good old Danish summer
It’s constitution day in Denmark. A holiday, so no school regulars visiting. But plenty of other visitors. A sweet family, I think it was a mother and a grandfather and two adorable little girls. Happily petting the goats. The grandfather asked me a little about what I was doing with the camera and stuff. “We’ll leave you in peace now” he said as they left. Haha yes my very important filming that must not be interrupted! But they were a sweet family.
Other kids too. And a lady who looked into the goat house and saw me and burst “Oh you’re a Twin Peaks fan!”. Because of my hat. She said she was a big Peaks fan too. it’s times like that i wish i was better at humaning so we could have had a nice long Twin Peaks discussion. But it was nice to just have a little bonding moment over it.
Got back home and did an hour on the bike. Bit of a struggle. Very tired legs. Not a good leg constitution. Thanks i’ll be here all night, don’t forget to tip your soup bowl on your way out.
5/6 2025
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Three goats relaxing.

5/6 2025
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More work was done in the goat house today.
We had a couple of pallets under the pavement tiles, just to give them more height. Well Jeanette went and plugged the spaces in the pallets so they could be safe for gots to walk on. You can see it there under the breakfast bowl. And then i built up the tiles as a step up to the main platform. That works okay I guess. I would still like more tiles to build with, but it sounds like it’s too hard on Jeanette to transport them from the store, so this may be it. But that’s okay. The goats seemed comfortable with it. Luna went up to sit there several times today, she seemed to like it. We’ll see if they use the lower pallet platform to sit on. A couple of times Bella was pawing it and seemed about to sit on it, but then people outside distracted her.

5/6 2025
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I am so tired. And I don’t just mean sleepy.
5/6 2025
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Think Lunar thoughts.

6/6 2025
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Snella Bella.

6/6 2025
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Got an hour fifty on the bike today. Had to drag myself on it. Had to drag myself out of bed even. The depression is very bad right now. Laying in bed last night i told myself well I’m just not going to get up tomorrow, I’ll sleep all day and then I’ll get up and get pizza or pie or both, because everything is horrible. Then i turned my alarm clock off and rolled over.
Well, I did manage to get out of bed at a fair time and i managed to get on the bike and i did the time. So that’s good i guess.
Afterwards i did some more apartment cleaning. Starting to venture into the section where I haven’t tourched stuff in a decade.
Yesterday, while preparing today’s flashback for the goat page, I saw a video from my apartment filmed 15 years ago, and those parts look just like they do now.
Boxes that i don’t know what contain. Plastic bags from supermarket chains that no longer exist.
But i started digging into it. Found a trove of letters and photos and paper stuff. Stuff that could be considered old treasure. Or old junk. I do feel bad about it, but I want to get rid of it all. It holds no purpose anymore. I don’t have the eyesight to sit and look at it. I don’t have the attachment. I don’t have the will to hang on to it. There was some crazy stuff in there. Video rental card, with photo, again from stores that no longer exist. I guess that goes without saying, video rental? Gather round children and I’ll tell you the story of a thing called VHS tapes, and how we used to procure them…
Paperwork from the hospital when I started all the horrible eye business. Because back then stuff was on paper.
Ancient postcards and handwritten letters. Newspaper cuttings from 25 years ago. Old airplane tickets?! Where did I go on an airplane? I don’t even remember, I didn’t want to get my magnifier to look through it.
Signed goodbye note from coworkers from when i worked at Kulturgyngen, none of you even know what any of that is about! There was even an old computer floppy disk, i have no idea what was on there. Floppies. Gone the way of VHS.
Lots and lots more stuff, and that’s only the first bag, more bags and boxes to go.
My heart aches a little letting it go. But I need to set myself free.
And with the forced move in my future, it will be nice to be rid of a lot that stuff. To make the move easier and to make it a real fresh start at the new place.
Also found another hard drive stashed away. Plugged it in. old backups from 2017. Stuff that was my whole life, that was essential. And now most of it is redundant. Makes you wonder what of the things we hold most dear right now weill end up in landfills, will be obsolete and forgotten in 20 years, if there are even humans still around. Maybe there will only be old empty buildings filled with boxes and bags. Remnants of a cilization that killed itself over the price of eggs and the meaning of their naughty bits. Or maybe everything will be in the cloud. Who knows.
Instead of sleeping all day and eating pie and pizza, I got up and exercised and cleaned and now I’m going to have soup. I guess that’s good.
7/6 2025
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Got my head in the clouds.

8/6 2025
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goatlog

8/6 2025
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Treating Sky.

8/6 2025
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I have started jotting down the initial thoughts of my requests for my rehousing. In preparation for making first contact with the consultant.
I don’t have that many needs or wants really. Mostly I just want something that’s as similar to what i have as possible.
All that’s really on the lsit so far is
Similar price
Similar size
Within walking distance of the playground
Accessibility without smart devices.
And that’s it. The last bit I don’t know if that’s even something you have to wonder about. I know there are newly built buildings where part of the access is via smartphone or other such devices. Like you unlock the door with your phone. I would think that you should still be able to access the building with your normal key, but honestly in this day and age I don’t know if there are buildings being made where you don’t have real keys anymore, where you can only get in with your smart device. But then what do you do if your device is lost or out of power or if the system is down or… I don’t know. Maybe it’s just an alternative option along with your regular key. I just thought i’d put it on the list, also as a way to broach the subject that I have special needs.
Does anyone have other ideas for things that might be useful to put on that list? I know you don’t necessarily know everything about me and my situation, but if you have thoughts they’d be welomed, better to think of things and not need them than not think of things and end up needing them.
I thought about a ground floor apartment being best, I think I would prefer that. But on the other hand I wouldn’t want that to be a demand standing in the way of me getting a good place. I’m sure I could adjust to living on a higher floor, especially if there’s an elevator in the building. The thought of having people above AND below me is kind of weird (Except for that one party at Elton John’s house) but I suppose you’d adjust. In some ways it might be nice to not live on the ground floor. Being center apartment ground floor means EVERYONE coming and going has to go past my door, even if they’re just going to the lift.
Well let me know if you have thoughts, and in any case thanks all for the support. I am struggling a lot mentally right now, but trying to carry on as best as possible.
8/6 2025
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Heading to bed soon. Thank you everyone for the comments on the apartment list post. And thank you everyone in general. Soups on me. But I’ll get out of these clothes and into some jammies, so it’s okay.
See you in the clouds, with my head in the sand.
8/6 2025
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That’s all for now.

Good goat times today. A lovely sunny morning. The forecast promised rain, though. As the day wore on, dark clouds started coming in. By the time i left it as thundering and hailing.
But it was just good to be back where i belong, with the happy crew. Several sweet visitors while the weather was good. Little kids running around, I helped them pet the goats and everyone was having a good time.
And something happened today that hasn’t happened in many years. I got lapgoat time with Sky! Oh my, I never thought that would happen again. When was the last time? At the old place it was.
I did not realise, but she’s way lighter than Luna! She looks kind of heavy, with the junk in the trunk. But Luna is much heavier.
Speaking of Luna, it happened while I was sitting with Sky, just sitting next to her, and Luna started coming over to us. So I knew Sky was going to run away. I grabbed her and was surprised how light she was and I put her in my lap. And I was surprised how calm she was, she generally doesn’t like if you put your arms around her or hold her or things like that. But she settled down and chewed her cud. It was so sweet. But Luna did come over to us, and she wasn’t too pleased that someone had taken her spot as lapgoat. She kept trying to get at Sky and kept bugging us. So it wasn’t as relaxing as it could have been. But it was just so sweet, having Sky sitting in my lap like that. With all we’ve been through, i just love her so much and it made me happy to get to sit with her like that. I guess we’ll try it again without interruptions from the big girls, since she surprisingly seemed to like it.
But that made me happy.
And then a walk home in hail turning into rain and then thunder starting to roll in. Good day for some soup now.
26/5 2025
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Aw. Lapgoat time with Sky. Must be 5-6 years since that happened last time, if not even more. While Luna is not happy to have her spot taken.

26/5 2025
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Happy Memorial Day to my American friends. would be a good day to learn from the past.
26/5 2025
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Sitting down with the big girls.
I got another new shirt. Guess what I did?
If you guessed that I did the same thing as with the last new shirt and kept that QR code tag on it while wearing it out, weeeell 1) How dare you and 2) yes that’s correct. Because learning from your mistakes is dumb.
I was talking to Jeanette and she noticed it and pulled it off. Without her I would have worn it the whole day. Oh. Well.

26/5 2025
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Bella’s got her eyes on the prize. And Luna’s trying to catch up.
So, I got my new shirt in size L to try it out. I usually go for XL, even after losing weight. If not XXL. Now L is still, as it were, large. Of course. But hey, it does fit better. I remember L sizes being horribly uncomfortable and I just would not wear them. I do like them longer, to cover the pockets so the goats don’t have as easy access to steal treats.
Anyway. Tempted to replace all my shirts with smaller sizes, but you know it’s inevitable I’ll put the weight back on sooner or later. So the Lasse rollercoaster goes. Where it stops nobody knows.
Gonna try me an M shirt soon, see if that’s a step too far. I have always been.. big boned. NO JOKES.

26/5 2025
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Blooper reel has been updated for the premium subscribers.
27/5 2025
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Got an hour fifty on the bike today. Good to get back on that. I skipped two sessions last week. First from feeling sick, then from feeling sad. I thought the break might have strenghtened my legs, but didn’t really feel that. Tired legs. And several aches around my body. So it was pretty bleh. But good time invested, gotta keep up the rhythm. It’s so tempting to just.. not exercise. Save all that time and energy. But I know if i go down that road it wil llead me back to wearing XXL shirts.
I’m not good at moderation. If I have a bag of candy, i will eat the whole bag in one go. If I have a blueberry pie, i will eat the whole pie in one go. And I can’t just exercise occasionally. I need a rhythm and a regimen and to keep at it. Otherwise it ends up being not exercising at all.
AI summation: Eat a whole blueberry pie and don’t exercise. Are you happy with his summation [Y/N]
27/5 2025
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If i were to get a substack i would call it We All Live In A Yellow Substack.
I’m not, though.
27/5 2025
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Sky can has treat?

28/5 2025
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Gut punched.
I knew it was coming, but today I was notified that my lease is terminated. Due to my apartment being removed as part of the renovation of the building.
I have to be out April 1st next year.
So there’s time to go.
But I don’t know. If I can survive this. How to deal with this. Being pulled out of my hidey hole.
Ten months. To go. The housing association has to rehouse me, so I will have to get in touch with the rehousing consultant and start that process. And just really really hope they can find me something similar to what I have now, in the same general location. Otherwise I just don’t know.
I don’t want to deal with this. Why can’t reality just leave me alone?
What is the point of doing anything now, when the comet is coming.
Oh bother.
28/5 2025
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Hey thanks everyone for the supportive comments. Not feeling very talkative right now, or optimistic, or willing to open my eyes. But hey hey one day a day day. And we got Sky lapgoat time video up on the goat page, which is much nicer.
We’ll see how it all goes, thanks for being on my side.
28/5 2025
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Well, I’m off to bed. Again thank you all for the supportiive words and for bearing with the dramaqueeny hissy fits.
I feel like i can’t breathe, but the thing about breathing is you can’t really stop breathing. Until you do. And then all your problems are solved. I guess I should be thankful to have problems!
I have some paperwork to look at and I’ll take some days to get my bearings. Then I will have to start looking at what needs to be done. It’s good that i have ten months to deal with it. This whole renovation of the neighbourhood is a thing that has been going on for, I don’t know more than 5 years. A decade? It’s a longterm transformation of the city. Originally I thought my building was going to be torn down, like several others. Then I got the news that it wasn’t going to be torn down and i was happy. Then I got the news that they’re getting rid of the ground floor apartments in the buildings and mine among them. And then I wasn’t happy. They’re going to have taller entranceways in teh buildings, or something. No ground floor apartments.
Anyway. I’m terrified, but I knew it was a problem that wasn’t going to go away on its own. And now it’s here. So here we are.
Well, here -I- am. For now.
28/5 2025
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When it rains it pours. And then farts in your face.
Broke my camera today. At first I thought it was just another highlarious video of the camera knocked over, no harm no foul. But no. It’s dead, Jim. Completely gone. Foxit. I do have a replacement camera, got it last year in anticipation of this. So it’s not the end of the world. But it is 450 dollars down the drain. Foxit.
My computer has been acting up too. Yesterday it spontaneously rebooted. Did that about a week ago too. I’d really to get a new one. But then I’d have to spend so much money. And then there’s delivery. And then I’d have to deal with Windows 11 and trying to get everything to work as it does on my current pc. I hate dealing with change and new things.
So these aren’t the best of times in that regard. What with my entire life being turned upside down.
But hey, it’s not all complaints. I did have good goat times today. The forecast is promising lots of rain these days, but it stayed nice and sunny while i was out. Since today is a holiday there was no Jeanette and no visitors from the school. Just me and the goats. And without a camera I was just sitting around and enjoying their company. It feels weird to not film and take pictures. So ingrained in my routines. But it’s just good to be with the goats. That’s what heals me.
And then I got home and did an hour and change on the bike. it’s so tempting reight now to just say foxit all, if everything is going to be ruined why not stop exercising and just eat pie and pizza and let everything spiral. But i’m trying to keep the good routines going. Doing my best.
Need soup now, catchup on the facebox later. Thank you everyone for being there and trying to keep my mind in a positive space. I appreciate it.
29/5 2025
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Well, I didn’t take any photos today, but I did record a couple of videos before the camera got murdered. Here’s a grab from one. Featuring the usual suspects in the camera murders, Bella and Luna.
Oh and another new shirt. This time, no tag. And this shirtis a Medium. Definitely a little tigther than I like them, but I mean? It sort of works? I Can sort of pass for a Medium? I mean, I’ll never be a good-looking Medium. But I never thought I’d leave the house in a Medium shirt. Other than that one time i went to the Ghost Talk Convention.

29/5 225
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well the string of not great things continued. Just had a scary incident with my father.
I believe he’s okay now, I should say tha first.
He was coming over to my place, and whe he rang my doorbell I heard him rattling the doorhandle and my mail slot, like he was in a hurry to get in.
When I got him inside he was pretty out of it. Like he was close to passing out. He was not in good shape. He told me there was a guy downstairs who had refused to help him even though he’d cried out, he said he almost hadn’t made it up to my door.
I’m not sure exactly what happened, if he’d had some kind of spell or attack. He said he was dehydrated. i got him about 10 glasses of water.
I wasn’t surewhat to do, he couldn’t get out of the chair. So we just talked for a while and I got him new glasses of water as he regained some strength. We called mom, and I figured she would come and take him to the hospital. But by the time she got here he was feeling strong enough that they decided to take a taxi home. He was able to go up and go to the bathroom on his own.
So. Now I’m waiting for them to call when they make it home. I’m glad it wasn’t worse, but it was bad enough. Maybe they should have gone to the hospital. But mom will keep an eye on him now. Hopefully he will continue to get better.
It’s times like these I wish i was a more capable person, a normal son who could have driven him home or to the hospital or whatever. If something really serious had happened I don’t know how I would have coped. But i guess in those situations you just have to.
I’m glad it seems to be okay. He’s got a doctor’s appointment on Monday, so they’ll have enough to talk about.. if he doesn’t end up seeking medical attention before that.
Didn’t help that I was feeling sick myself, had to have some awkward toilet time while he sat in my living room and waited. Oy. But it all could have been a lot worse.
Yeah it hasn’t been the best of weeks.
One day a day.
.. okay they just called as I was writing this. They’re back home, and dad is having something to eat. Sounds like he’s getting better and mom will keep an eye on him. Hopefully no worse news.
30/5 2025
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Heading off to be now. And by heading i mean crashing headfirst into.
It’s been a day, it’s been a week, it’s been a year. It’s a been a life.
Well, again thank you everyone so much. Sorry I’m not replying to every great comment, but I really do appreciate all the love and advice. Going through life barely caring about myself, I never thought anyone would give one let alone two shts about me. And here I am blessed with berryfalls of love. Thank you. And it helps me to write out all these thoughts, so hopefully it’s not too annoying. When I win my millions I’ll pay you all a handsome therapist fee.
This post sponsored by Better He just kidding
Love you loves.
31/5 2025
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No disaster today. So far. Never flinch.
Talked to my dad, and he’s continuing to get better. So that’s the right direction. Hopefully he will be back to full strength soon, even if full strength isn’t what it used to be. Just glad he’s recovering.
I dragged myself on the bike today for an hour fortyfive. Felt good to zone out on physical exertion and more or less hut off the mind for a while, listening to music and pedalling feet and flapping arms.
It’s so tempting to just sink into depression and bad habits and do all the things that feel good but you know aren’t good for you in the long run. But I’m trying to keep up with the good habits.
I’m considering getting a pizza tomorrow. I feel like I deserve a treat. On the other hand, I’m spending a lot of money on protein bars right now and I kind of want to see if I can lose weight while eating those (along with other stuff, don’t worry) but that plan gets disturbed if I start eating really bad stuff too. You know I can’t have one slice of pizza. If I get a pizza, I get a pizze and get it all.
Anyway. I’ll see if I can talk myself out of it tomorrow. Today is soup, and soup is always good. Got a fresh delivery of Pepsi & Protein yesterday, and along with that comes fresh potaters and carotters. Trying some different ones cos the last ones weren’t so good.
I better end this exciting update before I cause multiple heart attacks around the world. Maybe I should start putting trigger warnings at the top of the page. WARNING this content too exciting for people who aren’t in peak fitness condition. I may require a doctor’s note to let you read, and I mean a real doctor. Not a Doctor Two Scoops doctor.
Okay, I’ll shut up now. Again, thank you all. For the support when things are tough and for listening when I yabble.
31/5 2025
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I had planned to look at the paperwork about my rehoming today, but after I was done exercising I was just… not feeling like dealing with anything. It hasn’t been a great week. Being thrown out of my apartment, my camera being murdered, my dad’s almost collapse in my apartment. It’s been a lot.
So I’m taking the rest of the weekend off. Gonna inhale a truckload of melatonin (don’t worry, I’m kidding) and sleep for 15 hours tonight (I may not be kidding about that part). I’ll look at the papers next week.
I do have until April next year, but on the other hand I need to get going right away to have the best chance of them finding me something that suits my wants and needs. The information i got in my digital mailbox said the papers would have more information about the timeframe and the rehoming consultant. So i’ll look at that next week and see what it says and start considering what to do and when. There’s a part of me that wants to put it off for as long as possible. I am really not ready to move RIGHT NOW. But that probably wouldn’t be the plan anyway.
Ideally I would like to have the summer off and enjoy it with the goats while slowly continuing the cleaning out of my apartment that I have already started. Getting rid of all the stuff would make moving easier to deal with.
But we’ll see. Sure would be nice to get an apartment with proper sound proofing. Maybe one of the newly built blocks around the neighbourhood. I have been listening to the elephant offspring stampeding all night. At least the bulls don’t doze during the weekend.
i need a hibernationcation.
i know many many people have it much much worse. But they aren’t me. You can see the difference. Why am I so burnt when i’m barely on fire? Doesn’t help that the whole world is ablaze.
I don’t just need a new apartment, I need a new planet. Enjoy a new life in the off-world colonies.
31/5 2025
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Just because I’m posting annoying personal posts doesn’t mean i’m not going post annoying goat posts. I did take photos before the day of the camera death. Here’s Luna sitting with her plate of hay, and Sky in the background sitting with her plate of hay. not pictured: Me sitting with a pizza box.

31/5 2025
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Hi June
1/6 2025
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goatlog

1/6 2025
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First day of summer and my apartment is rocked by the sound of thunder outside, almost as loud as the dozing bulls.
1/6 2025
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Did you know that in Danish “bee” is “bi” which means in Denmark if you’re bisexual you are beesexual. It’s okay, honey. I know it stings.
And so on and so forth. The more you now.
1/6 2025
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Hi Sky

1/6 2025
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That’s all for now.