{"id":882,"date":"2008-07-01T23:43:13","date_gmt":"2008-07-01T21:43:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/plume.dk\/blog\/?p=882"},"modified":"2008-07-01T23:46:12","modified_gmt":"2008-07-01T21:46:12","slug":"im-not-an-orange","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/plume.dk\/blog\/?p=882","title":{"rendered":"I&#8217;m Not An Orange"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Well, I&#8217;m sick. My throat. Some kind of infection I guess. It hurts. And my head. And I&#8217;m tired. But those two are always around, like two old college drinking buddies that just can&#8217;t take a hint even though I don&#8217;t keep alcohol in the appartment anymore.<\/p>\n<p>Anyway. I was feeling okay this morning. Planning to go to the playground. But I had to fix my tv and dvd-recorder first. The cable company did some &#8220;maintenance&#8221; work on their system and changed all the frequencies. So all the channels had to be reprogrammed. Fun! After that was done I was feeling sort of light-headed. And my throat had started hurting a bit. So instead of going off to the playground I went off to bed. And slept for a good while.<\/p>\n<p>I was woken by the phone. My dad on the line. They have the same cable company. So their TV was all a mess. And there was something on the telly they really needed to watch tonight&#8230; so I had to go fix it for them. My throat had started hurting more and I wasn&#8217;t that pleased about being dragged out of bed. But I am a good son, so I went and fixed it for them. Their TV at least. I left the VCR in scrambles. It&#8217;s way too annoying to reprogram, so I&#8217;ll do that another time. At least they could watch their show now.<\/p>\n<p>Being at my parents&#8217; place is halfway to the playground, so I figured I might as well go see the goats, even though I wasn&#8217;t feeling great. But seeing the goats is always good, and today it was as well. Beautiful, wonderful creatures that make me happy, they are.<\/p>\n<p>It was fairly late in the day, and it had been a warm day. Maybe that was why they were a little sluggish. Expecially Thor was uncharacteristically subdued. He sat down for almost the entire time I was there. Maybe he had spent all his energy for the day. Or maybe it was because he didn&#8217;t like the treats I brought. My dad had given me a bag of pea pods. Thor sniffed at them, but did not care to eat them. Maybe if he had liked them then he would have been all hyper, like he usually is. He still liked his scratchies though. And the other goats were happy to take care of the pea pods.<\/p>\n<p>When I came home I made pork slices for dinner. I was planning to do baked potatoes. But not having had any breakfast or lunch, I didn&#8217;t feel like waiting an hour for that. So I fried some pork and made mashed potatoes instead and it was terrific. Tomorrow I will hopefully bake potatoes to conclude my holy triumvirate of dinners. Omelette &#8211; pork slices &#8211; baked potatoes. As was dreamt up one late night.<\/p>\n<p>That is, if I feel like having dinner at all. My throat is getting worse and worse. My head hurting more. Tired. I&#8217;m going to go back to bed in a minute. We&#8217;ll see how I feel in the morning. I have a feeling that I won&#8217;t be up for much. Maybe I&#8217;ll have to spend the day in bed, shock, gasp, horror. <\/p>\n<p>Ah, maybe I&#8217;ll get through it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Well, I&#8217;m sick. My throat. Some kind of infection I guess. It hurts. And my head. And I&#8217;m tired. But those two are always around, like two old college drinking buddies that just can&#8217;t take a hint even though I don&#8217;t keep alcohol in the appartment anymore. Anyway. I was feeling okay this morning. Planning [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/plume.dk\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/882"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/plume.dk\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/plume.dk\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/plume.dk\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/plume.dk\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=882"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/plume.dk\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/882\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/plume.dk\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=882"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/plume.dk\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=882"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/plume.dk\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=882"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}