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Today will be a good day. Try, Try, Try.
\n16\/1 2017<\/a>
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\nGood goat times today. A beautiful, sunny day. But very cold. Nights below zero and days just around freezing. The pasture was all frost today. It almost looked like it had snowed. I was greeted by bleats from the dark forest as I rounded the corner. It’s the first time in maybe months that has happened. I guess the frozen mud had allowed the goaties to roam back there again.
\nGot some fun horse yawns today. I was sitting with Mia and Mio when one of the big horses, Sille or Luna, came over. Mia and Mio backed off a little, but didn’t run screaming for the hills like they would have if it had been Mulle. Anyway, our big horse friend must have been tired because it aawned I think 4-5 times. Big horse yawns. Cute! Though, I still prefer goat yawns.
\nI heard Alice today, and saw Ophelia helping kids ride one of the horses. Didn’t talk to them, though. A couple of parents came into the pen and said hi to the goats. And of course asked if Mio was pregnant.
\nI am in a bit of an emotional pitfall at the moment. But seeing the goats is always so good.
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\nA38 in her frosty domain.
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\nTuning out. When you can’t hide in a pillow fort, hiding behind your goats works too. Thanks for having my back.
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\nToday will be a good day.
\nI didn’t make it out of bed this morning. Not surprising, the way I was feeling. And the dreams were so beautiful…
\nThe good news is that my parents have cooked up a pot of soup just for me and my dad is bringing it to me. Spoiled like a goat. It may shock you, but I’ve gotten a little tired of elderberry soup. It’ll be nice to have mama’s classic soup for a few days now. Onwards and upwards.
\n17\/1 2017<\/a>
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\nA38 with her two bodyguards.
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\nBoiling up veggies for the soup. Stand by for soup coma. Please do not be alarmed if your Lasse emits a buzzing noise of wellbeing. It is a harmless side effect of the intake of soup.
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\nSoup, there it is.
\nlink: Soup there it is video<\/a>
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\nAn app that substitutes human words with cat meows whenever you watch videos of politicians talking.
\nPATENT PENDING
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\nUgh. Gross. I’ve been switched from the good old Facebook messages to messenger. Why would you enforce messenger on desktop? It doesn’t even work on Pale Moon, so I have to switch to Firefox. And the layout is way worse for my bad eyes. And it autoplays videos?! ffs. Yeah, if I was bad at replying to messages before it’s only going to get worse now. Don’t expect me to be having regular conversations on messenger, guys.
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\nIn more amusing musings, it amuses me when someone follows me on twitter and I go look at their profile and it says something about how they’re entrepeneurs or twitter experts or seo experts etc. And I see they have like 1,200,000 followers. But they’re following 1,500,000 people. Yeah, you’re a real master at twitter. You figured out that if you follow a million people on twitter you’re probably going to get at least half a mil following you back. That’s not very impressive. I don’t think Kim Kardashian had to follow 60 million people to get her 50 million followers. This was less amusing and interesting than I had hoped when I started writing it. Ah whatever, I’ll just post it. Nobody will notice. I’m glad this inner monologue worked out so well. I’m a real Facebook expert
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\nTuning out for today. Feeling better tonight than I was last night. So that’s something. Maybe there’s still hope. *Checks fridge*. Yes, a couple of pots worth I’d say. Hashtag soup.
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\nToday will be a good day. Happy hump day, guys.<\/p>\n

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\nI hate when it’s so cold that i have to wear pants. THIS IS NOT WHAT I SIGNED UP FOR
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\nOh hey, look what I got! Thank you, Keiko Murakami! Ahaha. Perfect. Scratch’n’sniff pizza stickers. Now I can smell pizza every day, without having a stroke. And pizza sticks! Like a dream come true. I wonder if I can dip those sticks in my soup…
\nThanks a million!
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\nI need someone to play this clip for me every time I think about checking political posts on Twitter.
\nlink: Spock video<\/a>
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\nFighting darkness with a cardboard sword, a knitted shield and an empty soup pot for a helmet. Knights of the round dinner table.
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\nTwo latenight goatlogs.
\n#1 Good eats.
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