I actually slept well last night. How very nice. A good sign for the sleeping rythm. And I have managed to stay up all day. Like some sort of crazy superhero, I am.

Other than that there is not much going on, he said calmly. Although I did like that according to directory.sootle.com plume.dk is worth $40,351. So if anyone out there is in need of a spiffy Danish domain name just send me a check. Be warned though that bounced checks will be fed to the goats.

And now I will go and plan how to invest my newfound fortune. Toodles.

I seem to be getting back to a more productive sleep rythm. So that’s good. Let’s hope I can stick with it.

Following the advice of Doctor Magnethe, today I spent some time with the goats. That is good for me too. What were the goats doing?

Well, Magnethe seems to be eating hay. And..

…Thor and Vanilje seem to be eating hay as well. It’s a popular pass-time.

There was a bunch of kids visiting, kindergarteners or daycare or something. Which meant several cries of “Why is there a man sitting in with the goats?”. That seemed to puzzle them. It also meant goats running back and forth at the fence, looking for treats.

I don’t know who were most excited about the giving of treats, the kids or the goats. Everyone was enjoying it a lot.

And why not a Thor pose?

Hey, did I mention the olympics? No? Well, that’s because I don’t care about them. At all. They bore me. Only thing that caught my eye was the story about how there was a girl lipsyncing in the opening ceremony because the girl actually singing wasn’t attractive enough to be put on TV. Ouch. That and the fake fireworks. And the censorship. And all the other things that are oh so wrong. There just isn’t time to admire all the greatly doped athletes. Not that I’m cynical or anything. Never.

That’s all for now. Not too much going on. But at least I am above water.