Phew. I just got done with the paperwork for my rent support application. That’s some complicated calculating, I can tell you. But I got it done at least. One more thing to cross off the list, as the move gets ever closer.

I’ve had a couple of minor setbacks. I mentioned that I was going to sign up with Stofa for my intarwebs. Turns out they can’t provide the connection solution that I was wanting to get. The 20/1 mbit. Too bad. But I’m signing up with Cybercity instead, which is also our current ISP. And hopefully they can deliver. I have to get the “solo broadband” though, in order to get cheap 20mbit. That means I’m not allowed to call their support. I have to make it all work with the info I can get at their website and their guides. But I’m confident I can make that work okay. So no biggie.

The second setback is a litte more serious. I was under the impression that I’d get more money when I moved out on my own. But I won’t. I’ll be getting the same amount. So things will be a little tighter financially than I had expected. But hopefully the rent support can help out a little. And then my retirement, when it comes. So it’s no disaster. I’ll probably hold off and wait buying that brandspanking new computer I was planning on getting. At least till I’m sure I’ll get the retirement. But no worries.

In the meantime, playground pictures.

A headless mother geese. Or so it would seem. But I suspect the head might be hidden somewhere under there.

Nice and sunny today. The geesers cooled off in the little pool.

I love watching them play in the water. Putting their heads under, splashing themselves with water.

It makes me want to go swimming. And the geeselings are so big. Well, two of them are. Two of them are practically as big as the parents now. And then there’s the last one who is noticably smaller.

Mads in the hay. It almost looks like he’s trying to hide. But he’s just diving in and munching on the hay. It must be nice to be able to lie down in your food so you can eat and relax at the same time!

Funny shot of Magnethe. I like it, even though she’s out of focus.

And rounding off with Vanilje.

Now it’s late and I’m tired. I have spent too much time looking at pay slips and tax records and application papers. Time to head to bed, methinks.

The Wizard Of Oz just ended as well. It was on Swedish telly. Can you believe I have never watched it before? Wow. Multiple.. so many pop-cultural references suddenly make sense.

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PS. Wonderful pygmy kid on youtube. Sweet!

When I woke up this morning I had an overpowering desire to stay in bed. To not join the day at all.

Luckily I managed to drag myself out into the light. And a quick trip to the playground improved my mood no end. It’s impossible not to be happy when you’re surrounded by goats.

Quite warm and sunny today. Summer has made a comeback. Although in typical Danish summer fashion the dark clouds are never far away. Apparently parts of Denmark had hail the size of eggs last night. I forget whether they said pigeon or dove eggs? Hmm. At least not ostrich eggs.

I can’t get enough of Magnethe’s big floppy ears. They make me happy.

And there was a bunny visitor. In fact that’s the same bunny that was partying with the lambs on Saturday. This time it was jumping around in the goat fold. It’s an adventurous little fella.

Other than that not a lot has happened today. Yesterday was more eventful. I went and bought my 22″ flatscreen. Boy, that’s widescreen! It’s so wide that I’m almost finding it hard to get used to. But widescreen gaming is bitchin’, for realz yo. It’s cool beans. As they say in France.

I also continued my packing work. Yesterday I went through a lot of my old CDs and VHS tapes. Decided to get rid of a lot of it. I hardly ever listen to CDs anymore. I listen to live music on the computer. So why keep all those CDs? CDs that I haven’t played in 5 years. Makes no sense. So I went through it all. Kept the ones that were important to me, my favouriteste bands. All the Pumpkins stuff of course. The rest, I chucked in a plastic bag. Along with some movies and all my old Star Wars books. I was going to go to Bogshoppen and swap it all. But then my dad volunteered (more or less) to do it for me. Nice of him. He got to spend my “swap credit” and I got cash from him instead. I got almost 700 kr for my old stuff. To compare, the 22″ monitor cost 1700 kr. So I almost paid for half the monitor just by getting rid of old books and CDs. Neato. And I have more old books and some DVDs probably that I’ll get rid off too, I might be able to pay off the entire flatscreen just from selling my old junk. What a business tycoon I am!

It’s odd though, getting rid of all that stuff. Selling off the past. It’s odd walking around the neighbourhood too, knowing that in a couple of weeks I’ll be gone. I have lived here in Ryhaven for almost my entire life, as long as I can remember anyway. There are all these pathways and sidewalks that I have walked down thousands upon thousands of times. Soon I will be gone and walk them no more. That’s a strange thought. I’ll be back every now and then of course. But it won’t be the same. It won’t be my neighbourhood anymore. It’s a little sad. But life goes on.

My dad had a funny story when he came back from Bogshoppen. It seems the clerk who had taken in and appraised all my stuff had really digged my old collection. All my CDs were ones he liked. I think my dad said there were 2 or 3 CDs that he (the clerk) didn’t have, other than that it was like seeing his own collection. To one of the CDs he had said “oh I haven’t heard this one in years, I’ll just put it on” and then listened to that CD while going through the rest of my stuff. Haha. My dad said that it was a good thing I hadn’t brought the stuff down myself, or I would have never gotten to leave again. Because I had so much in common with that clerk apparently. That’s one way of looking at it. Another way is that this guy could have been my soulmate and best friend forever. Too bad I didn’t get to meet him. My dad said we were the same age. Maybe he was a little younger. Yeahup. So if you happen to read this, Bogshop clerk, then shoot me a mail and we’ll get together some time and jam. And by jam I mean… marmelade.

He, the clerk, also praised the condition of my old CDs. There wasn’t a single scratch on any of them. I take good care of my stuff.

My dad is nice and helpful. He doesn’t mind doing stuff. Running errands. Picking up stuff. He is a good help. Although I almost had to tell him off yesterday morning. I was getting ready to go catch the bus to go get my flatscreen. And I forgot to log off on the computer. So my desktop with Magnethe was there when my dad sat down at the computer. And he said “now there’s a camel there”. A camel. HE CALLED MAGNETHE A CAMEL! It’s a good thing I had to leave to catch bus otherwise he would have been in for it! Not that there’s anything wrong with camels. But goats are the royalty of the animal world, as we all know. I shall have to give him a crash course in goat appraisal some time.

But other than that everything is progressing nicely. Two weeks and one day to go before I move. I’ve been in touch with Stofa, the ISP that I’m planning on signing up with. They say that I can put in my order already, I don’t have to wait till I have moved in to my new appartment. So that’s good. That should hopefully mean that I don’t have to wait a long time before getting teh net at my new place.

Other things I have to do: call my social worker and let him now I’m moving. I should be getting more money when I live on my own. ka-ching. Also have to get something setup for the move itself. A moving company. I’m not looking forward to that. Having strangers handle my things. And I keep thinking of all those reports of crooked movers who take your stuff and demand lots more money than what was agreed. Hopefully I can find some non-crooked movers. I’d move all the stuff myself actually, but my bed is too big to handle. All the rest I could probably drag over little by little. Oh well. I’m getting my brother’s old bed by the way. The one that is in his old room. My own bed is horrible, it’s not really a bed more of a futon or something. It’s too soft to sleep on so I have put two wooden boards under the mattress. It’s a bad, bad setup. It’ll be really nice to have a proper bed to sleep in.

Yes. Well I think that’s all for now. I’ll go and do some more packing. Toodles!