Wow. I have slept most of the day away. And I’m still tired. I have been feeling woozy and dizzy and other such hazy things. I think I might be a little sick. I’m not actually feeling very bad. Just feeling that the floor seems to be spinning and that I’d really like to get back in bed.

My dad stopped by earlier to drop off the TIPS-Bladet football paper. And he saw I wasn’t feeling too well. So he returned later with camomile tea and Strepsils (throat mediciny pills). And he even got me shrimps. He knows I love shrimps. The kind I like are just too expensive to buy on a regular basis. So that was very sweet of him. Of course I can’t eat them right now or I’ll have to run back to the toilet… but when I feel better they will be lovely.

Yesterday I helped him cut down some branches on the old tree in our back yard. Some of the branches were getting so long that they were becoming troublesome. So we trimmed the tree. My dad did most of the cutting because I’m so afeared of heights that even a little ladder is troublesome. But I helped out as best I can. It was a lovely day, yesterday. With the sun shining and the leaves in thousands of exploding colours.

And guess who I met, yesterday? I met Bodil. And her dog Lulu. It’s been absolutely ages since the last time I saw her. I never did get to visit her in her summer house. But now she’s back at her regular residence, and hopefully that means I’ll be seeing her more often at the playground. She is a sweet old lady and her dog is just so funny and cute. Bodil lifted her up and I was cuddling her and scratching her face while I talked to her owner. And then suddenly Bodil said “Lasse, that’s my finger”. Hehe. She was holding Lulu so the hair was over her hands so at first I didn’t even notice that I went from scratching Lulu’s neck to scratching Bodil’s finger. We had a good laugh about that. And a good talk too. Bodil is one of the few people in this world that I can actually talk with pretty normally and feel okay. To a social phobic person that is worth a lot.

Now it’s bedtime for me, again. Hopefully I’ll be feeling fresher tomorrow. And maybe the floor will have stopped spinning as well. I don’t know WHY they built this appartment on a revolving floor, it just makes no sense.

Well, I finally caved. Yesterday I turned on the heat in my appartment for the very first time. I guess I just got tired of freezing all the time. The last week or so I have constantly had to put on sweaters and woolly socks and sit in my comfy chair under heavy blankets. Those things are nice, but it’s also nice to be able to sit at the computer in a t-shirt and not feel crappy. Heating bill be damned.

I turned it off again when I went to bed. I need to have the windows open when I sleep. I can’t sleep in warm, stale air. Fresh and cold, that’s how I like it.

Yesterday I went to the old house to help my dad with some stuff. I was sitting on the floor, changing the ink cartridge in the printer, when I heard him say “I still have a goat on my screen”. Heh. When they got my old computer my dad wanted his own user account on XP. And I put a picture of Vanilje as the desktop. This one in fact. And it was still on there. I said to him that he could just change it to something else if he wanted but then he said “no no, I do’nt want it changed. I like it actually”. So that was nice to hear. He complimented my pictures in general and started talking how I should try to sell them. He’s talked about that before. But I’m realistic enough to know that there probably isn’t a big market for 1426 near identical pictures of Mads, Magnethe and Vanilje. Imagine how their egos would swell (even more) if they knew they were models too. I’d never hear the end of it.

We even talked a little about the goats, my dad and I. That was nice. Much better than the time he called Magnethe a llama!

Speaking of llamas, here are some pictures of the goats.

One of my favourite things, a sort of drive-by-scratching. A goat will be walking by and I’ll stick my hand out and start scratching its back. It will stop and slowly turn its head around like Magnethe there. To see who is doing that wonderful scratching, I’m sure. I love when they turn their head back like that and look at you.

Those wonderful beings, they make me happy.

In other news, the Danish prime minister has called for election. November 13th. I saw a bit on the news about how the campaign offices were going into action. It depresses me somewhat. It’s nowhere near as bad as the American campaigns, but still. Deciding our future by who can put up the most posters and pass out the most lollipops. Oh well. What is even more depressing is that the government will probably be re-elected. Nevermind the lies, the wars, the destruction of the welfare, the nazi party bedfellows.. Give out some tax cuts and you’ll be fine. When Bush could get re-elected I’m sure Fogh can too. People are idiots. No offence. Well, not much. Politics make me sick. Everybody is corrupt on some level. Even the “good guys”. I’m sure if my side had been the one evil one then I would have made excuses for them too. Good thing that my side are the good guys! Yup.

I have had a headache all day. Time to give the ole eyes a rest.