{"id":7,"date":"2005-04-27T20:48:18","date_gmt":"2005-04-27T18:48:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/plume.dk\/blog\/?p=7"},"modified":"2005-11-04T20:18:02","modified_gmt":"2005-11-04T18:18:02","slug":"defining-plume","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/plume.dk\/blog\/?p=7","title":{"rendered":"Defining Plume"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>So. Time for the first real entry in my new blog. If you have been reading my other diary and journal then you shouldn&#8217;t expect anything new. I&#8217;m pretty much going to continue the same style and frequency.<\/p>\n<p>If it ain&#8217;t broke, don&#8217;t fix it.<\/p>\n<p>If it is broke, close your eyes and pray.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m happy with how this looks. I was going to leave it just black\/white. But changed my mind. I like my header picture. It&#8217;s also very symbolic, isn&#8217;t it? The rising sun. That&#8217;s my life.<\/p>\n<p>The main <a HREF=\"http:\/\/plume.dk\">plume.dk<\/a> site is still under construction. I will be adding things, but probably nothing dramatically new. If you know me then you probably know most of the stuff anyway.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s still exciting to have my own domain though! Webmaster Plume. I wish I had vacation so I could spend a week on just doing everything I want to do here. But there&#8217;s work. And there&#8217;s playgrund. And I get tired. So it&#8217;ll probably progress slowly. Doesn&#8217;t matter though. I have all the time in the world.<\/p>\n<p>Onwards.<\/p>\n<p>Therapy was hard today. But good. We have gone from talking about my social phobia to talking about my past. And how it influenced\/influences my phobia. Talking about the past isn&#8217;t easy. Lot of things buried there. <\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Your parents don&#8217;t define you. You define you&#8221;. <\/p>\n<p>That&#8217;s good therapy.<\/p>\n<p>I learned some new stuff about myself. I have always known that I felt a lack of attention and love from my parents. My brother got a lot of the attention because he had easily visible problems. I kept my problems to myself. We uncovered in therapy today that I probably felt like I had to be the good kid. The kid without problems. I felt that because my parents were so busy with my brother&#8217;s problems that I couldn&#8217;t bother them with mine. Or something like that. That was probably one of the factors in my life that made me withdraw myself. In many ways. <\/p>\n<p>But enough about the past. The future is more important. My therapist said nice things. About my motivation and my courage to change things. About what I had accomplished yet. <\/p>\n<p>We only have 3-4 sessions left though. She&#8217;s only an intern and her internship is coming to an end. So what will happen to me? She&#8217;s going to bring my case up with the others at the clinic. Hopefully I can start group therapy. That&#8217;s the next step. And she will recommend that. Because I&#8217;m making progress with the therapy and I&#8217;m getting results.<\/p>\n<p>If I can&#8217;t get into group therapy then maybe I will be assigned to a new intern. Or maybe I&#8217;ll just be let loose on my own. I guess I have learnt what I need to know to get better. How to fight the phobia. But I would still prefer to have some guidance. And group therapy would probably be really good for me. Even though it&#8217;s scary too.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ll see what happens.<\/p>\n<p>Meanwhile I am still going to the playground of course. Having fun with the goats. <\/p>\n<p><a HREF=\"http:\/\/plume.dk\/pics\/displayimage.php?pos=-1764\"><img WIDTH=400 HEIGHT=300 SRC=\"..\/pictures\/thumbs\/2005\/050427_madsleg_th.jpg\" ALT=\"madsleg\" TITLE=\"click for bigger version\"\/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Haha. Mads has started putting his legs on me too. At one point he got up with his two front legs on my leg as I was sitting. Man, he&#8217;s heavy! It was a lot of fun though so I ignored the pain.<\/p>\n<p>I can forgive Mads most anything. I can forgive that he rammed his horns into my camera. I can forgive that he rammed his horns into my head. Even though it hurt. He didn&#8217;t mean to do it though. All by accident.<\/p>\n<p>I did sort of do some head-to-head with him. Pushing our heads together like we were two male goats battling for superiority. It&#8217;s fun. <\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m going to put up a couple of pictures now. Please forgive the lack of quality. And please forgive my sloppy appearance.<\/p>\n<p><a HREF=\"http:\/\/plume.dk\/pics\/displayimage.php?pos=-1765\"><img WIDTH=400 HEIGHT=300 SRC=\"..\/pictures\/thumbs\/2005\/050427_madsme1_th.jpg\" ALT=\"mads and me\" TITLE=\"click for bigger version\"\/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><a HREF=\"http:\/\/plume.dk\/pics\/displayimage.php?pos=-1766\"><img WIDTH=400 HEIGHT=300 SRC=\"..\/pictures\/thumbs\/2005\/050427_madsme2_th.jpg\" ALT=\"mads and me\" TITLE=\"click for bigger version\"\/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I think they&#8217;re a little sweet though. &#8220;Friends forever&#8221;, I would title them.<\/p>\n<p>You can click on them to see the bigger version by the way. If you desire. I think this is how I&#8217;m going to do my pictures, mostly. 400&#215;300 in the blog with links to 640&#215;480. Seems appropriate. <\/p>\n<p>And yes, even though I have moved to my own domain I will still be posting too many pictures from the playground. You&#8217;re just going to have to deal with it.<\/p>\n<p>I love that place. I talked to the girl who usually asks me to take pictures of her. She asked me if I had a kid. That&#8217;s nice. Made me feel adult. She also asked if I&#8217;d come back tomorrow. I told her yes. She&#8217;s nice. The kids are fun to hang out with. And when they see that the animals like me then they usually like me too.<\/p>\n<p>Had fun with Magnethe today. She&#8217;s getting into the &#8220;eat everything&#8221; phase. Nibbling away at anything in her past. And she still likes to climb up on me if I sit down on a bench. I wish she would never grow too big for that.<\/p>\n<p>Had a very sweet moment too. I was getting ready to leave. But wanted to say goodbye to Magnethe. She had gone into the hamster house, where all the hamsters and bunnies sit in their cages. There&#8217;s an old couch in the back. I think Magnethe likes it. I&#8217;ve seen her go in there before. And then she starts rolling around on the couch.<\/p>\n<p><a HREF=\"http:\/\/plume.dk\/pics\/displayimage.php?pos=-1767\"><img WIDTH=400 HEIGHT=300 SRC=\"..\/pictures\/thumbs\/2005\/050427_magnethe1_th.jpg\" ALT=\"magnethe\" TITLE=\"click for bigger version\"\/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s a comfy old rag.<\/p>\n<p>After rolling and rubbing herself against the sides she lied down. I sat next to her. She was sitting all quiet. It looked like she was tired. Like she was going to fall asleep. So I just sat next to her for a while and stroked her. Nuzzled her.<\/p>\n<p><a HREF=\"http:\/\/plume.dk\/pics\/displayimage.php?pos=-1768\"><img WIDTH=400 HEIGHT=300 SRC=\"..\/pictures\/thumbs\/2005\/050427_magnethe2_th.jpg\" ALT=\"magnethe\" TITLE=\"click for bigger version\"\/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>And she just kept quiet. Very sweet. I wanted to go to sleep myself. Just Magnethe and I, taking a nap in the back.<\/p>\n<p>I didn&#8217;t of course. I stayed there for something like 20 minutes, next to her. Then I figured I should go home. As I left the place I heard Magnethe baaahing. She hadn&#8217;t said a word the whole time we were in there. Maybe she didn&#8217;t want me to leave? Maybe she was complaining that I was leaving. I&#8217;d like to pretend so anyway. Before I could go back in, she came out. I guess she didn&#8217;t feel like sleeping in there alone.<\/p>\n<p><a HREF=\"http:\/\/plume.dk\/pics\/displayimage.php?pos=-1770\"><img WIDTH=400 HEIGHT=300 SRC=\"..\/pictures\/thumbs\/2005\/050427_magnethe3_th.jpg\" ALT=\"magnethe\" TITLE=\"click for bigger version\"\/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I love my goats. I have to keep reminding myself to be thankful. How different my life is now. Happiness used to be something fleeting, something I couldn&#8217;t grasp. If I experienced it then it was usually gone in the blink of an eye. Now happiness is&#8230; normal.<\/p>\n<p>There is hope for everyone.<\/p>\n<p>I had more to talk about, but this has gone on long enough. Better finish off. I gotta go to diaryland and give my farewell speech. Can&#8217;t put that off anymore.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>So. Time for the first real entry in my new blog. If you have been reading my other diary and journal then you shouldn&#8217;t expect anything new. I&#8217;m pretty much going to continue the same style and frequency. If it ain&#8217;t broke, don&#8217;t fix it. If it is broke, close your eyes and pray. 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