I had a nice dream last night. Involving my longlostlove from my old schooldays. She seemed to like me. Was at least interested in me. What a nice feeling. The kind of dream you don’t want to wake up from.

Maybe that’s why I have had a hard time getting out of bed today. I was planning to go to the playground, but ended up sleeping in. And then sleeping more. With that somewhat sad feeling of nothing matters. And so the day went. Hopefully I can make it up to the goats tomorrow. They always give the world meaning.

One good thing that I have found is Firefox’s zoom feature. My eyesight is still blurry more often than not. So being able to zoom in on websites is a huge help. In IE there’s a function to enlarge font sizes, but lots of websites are designed to not allow you to do that. Because who cares about people with poor eyesight, right? But the Firefox zoom works on everything. Big ole fonts = Plume can read. It makes it much nicer to use the computer. Now if only I could zoom in on books. When my eyesight is blurry I actually read better if I take my glasses off. And then put the book or newspaper right up to my face. That works better than with my glasses on. I surely do hope my sight improves. In my dreams I see perfectly well.

We had the season’s first snow yesterday. As I headed out to the playground’s christmas party it lay everso slightly on the ground. Not a lot. Not a lot by far. But still nice.

So how did the party go? It went okay… while I was there. I didn’t stay for the eating. I was there for a couple of hours almost, though, and did some socializing, but when the food was served I decided to bid my farewells. For various reasons. The biggest one was probably that Bodil wasn’t there. She had migraine. She was going to try to make it, but she didn’t. And while everyone else was really nice and friendly, she is the one I feel most comfortable and safe with. So that was a blow.

Nina wasn’t there either. Out hunting mice I suppose.

And then there was a party game. We each picked a note that told us something we had to do during the evening. Then at tne end everyone should try to guess what each person was doing. My note said that I should say “skål” every 20 minutes. Skål is the word we use when we make a toast. Anyway, the thought of having to make toasts all night and then the guessing later, it made me feel nervous.

And then there was the thought of all the fatty food. And the onion smell in the air.

So it was a bit too much for me in the end. But at least I showed up and did a little talking and all that. I explained about the diabetes before I left so I hope they don’t think I was being too rude. But what are ya gonna do? I am mostly sad that I didn’t get to see Bodil, because it’s been so long. But hopefully I’ll run into her soon.

Also, if you can keep a secret, I think I have a little crush on Sigrid. She works part time at the playground. She is real sweet and cute. I wonder if she’s into guys who never, ever talk to her? That’d be a lucky break for me. She is the girl who sat down with me when Mads died, right after it was done. I sat down outside the goat house and was practically in tears. She sat down next to me and comforted me a bit. A real nice girl.

Yeah, yeah. yeah. It would be nice if I was not destined to live out the rest of my life in complete solitude. But what you gonna do.

The highlight of today was the Brøndby game. We beat SønderjyskE 6-0. Good times. Including this brilliant goal by Peter Madsen. Weet. It’s just like the good old days. Magic Madsen. Now we just need Ruben Bagger and Ole Bjur back. But what you do eh?