Hmmm.

Look, they were on sale, okay? I’m not going to drink them all at once! I told you, I have LOST weight. I AM NOT UNHEALTHY. Much.

No, I must admit that I have come nowhere in regards to the soda addiction. I am still drinking too much of that junk. But what can you do? It’s not like I’m killing baby otters in my sparetime. I am not a crook.

Funny thing happened today. Had dinner with the parents. Was quite nice. While waiting for it to be served I went to my old room. There was a weight. I weighed myself. Even with a full suit of clothes and shoes to boot, I still weigh almost 10 kg less than I remember. I’m not going to say what the meter said, because it’s still much too much. I’m not slim by far. But I guess I must have been losing weight. Maybe living on my own has helped. Or maybe it’s just malnutrition. Who knows.

The goats make me feel like a magnet.

Look, all four of them up in the corner as if magnetically drawn to me. Sweet.

Not the clearest picture, but you can see the buck with the curly upper lip. If you know a bit about bucks then maybe you know why he’s doing that. And if not then count yourself lucky.

The lambs, still cutely bouncing around. Kurt came and dropped off plants and leaves for them. Leaving them happy, and the goats baahing complaints. “Feed the lambs? WHAT ABOUT FEEDING THE GOATS?!?”. Translation courtesy of Plume’s Goat Translations inc.

Got a letter today from the “house support” thing. Where somebody is going to come visit me. I’m not too crazy about it. Angst provoking. But I guess it’s for the better and all. Socialness and wellbeing and stuff. I wish I could have goat visitors. That would be good for me wellbeing. Anyway, on Monday I will have a visitor. Unless of course I close the windows and lock the door and hide under my blanket until he goes away.. Hmm..

Now I am tired and must lay myself to rest. Tomorrow is another day.