Another sleep-attack. But this time more or less self-imposed. My theory was that if I slept the day away then I could get up early tomorrow and watch Lost before the eye treatment. I am not always the brightest. Also I was feeling a little sick. Head and stomach. Maybe I’m coming down with something. It is flu season in Denmark right now. But I’m not feeling that bad. Maybe it’s just my screwy sleepy patterns that are messing me up. Anyway, I’m up for a break now. And speaking of my eyes, I have gotten a huge floater in the right eye. Again. Maybe it’s the old one acting up. But it seems to be bigger than ever. Who knows, maybe I won’t be able to watch Lost after all. Haha. Hah. I hope it won’t interfere with the treatment. Maybe I should call in sick. I just had something to eat and I had to go to the bathroom fairly quickly afterwards. If I’m lucky it’ll be worse and I can call in sick and stay in bed and try to watch Lost and forget about everything else. Maybe I can. I am tired. Of everything.

If I do go to treatment then I hope I’ll feel up for visiting the goat boys afterwards. They are lifesavers. And to end on a brighter note here is another video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UpBVlaZnysU. See them running and jumping and humping and having fun. You can also see Vanilje is getting a little rougher with them. There’s one scene where she pushes one of them away. She doesn’t do it all the time, but maybe she’s trying a little “tough love”. They seem to survive it. There’s also a man and his kid who comes to the fence to watch the goats. You can hear him say “look how they’re jumping all over that man”. In Danish, of course. And also there are special guest appearances by the lambs Sussi & Leo. You’ll get to see how big they have gotten. They were running around freely and came up to check on the goats a couple of times. Before running away baahing for their mommy.

Please pardon any typos in this entry, but I can’t be bothered to spell check since I can barely see a bloody thing.

Quick, there is no time to waste. I got lost on youtube, as I do. Lost in dizzy 90s music. It still holds up, man. Keeping it real.

But before I drift off out to inner space, a couple of photos of the boys.

They can’t quite make it up on the bench by themselves yet. Good thing they have a Plume who can lift them.

They spend their time running around and playing. They have started butting heads a little. And play-humping eachother. And if I put a hand out in front of their head they push and push. In training to be big and mighty goats.

And that’s all there is time for now. Curse you, youtube.