Long Live the King
Question: How do you make Plume spend 2½ hours doing a 1 hour job?
Answer: Make him work with animals.
Yes. Sometimes when I work at the playground I think “okay, today I’m just going to feed the animals quickly, do the chores as fast as I can and then get home and relax like a good weekend should”. But do I ever follow that plan? Nope. I end up sitting with a woolly lamb in my lap or gazing adorably at a goat that tries to eat an entire haystack in record time.
Mind you, I’m not complaining. A farmer’s life for me.
Yesterday I had a session with my therapist. It went quite well. We talked about the playground christmas party. Went over some of my negative automatic thoughts. And did some roleplaying. I hate therapy roleplaying. But I did well, and all in all it just made me even more optimistic about the whole thing. So good on that.
Also from yesterday:
The lambs and the horses had traded places. So the lambs were walking around the fence the holds the goats. If you want to see how Mads reacted to that then there is a youtube video here. I will give you a hint: BAM. He can be quite antisocial. He certainly doesn’t like to share.
Also if you thought I was making that bit about Mads and the hatch door up I invite you to watch this youtube video and then also this youtube video. In the first one I close the hatch door and Mads opens it. In the second one you can see him shutting the door in Magnethe’s face.
If you want to see the cute lambs then this youtube video is the right one for you.
All videos can also be found at the plume.dk/video section in higher quality. But the youtubes are just a click away, so don’t delay.
There is still a little snow on the ground. And I am still feeling somewhat sad.
Let me copy from livejournal:
Part 1: Emotional rescue
I feel like crying. Not because I am overly sad or anything. It just feels like it has been building up inside and I need to let it out, some physical release. I wish I had a shoulder to cry on. A physical one. Someone to hold me while I just cried like a little, pathetic baby. I know I am hideous but am I completely unhuggable? If I wanted to I could go out and buy sex as easy as nothing, why can’t I go out and buy hugs? People who sell their bodies ought not dictate what the bodies should then be used for.
I wonder if hugs without feelings is the same as sex without feelings?
Part 2: Christmas come early
I don’t care what anyone says, Scrooged is the best christmas movie ever. And I don’t mean that in a sarcastic, ironic or kitchy way. I mean it literally and seriously. That movie is awesome. I love Bill Murray. Although I’m not too fond of his recent succes and critically acclaimed roles. I would rather have him in Scrooged or Groundhog Day or Ghost Busters, or other such old movies. Movies that some people might say are not good even though they are actually ten times better than anything released these days.
Speaking of Ghost Busters, when are they going to make a third one? In this day and age where there is no original thought in Hollywood and everything is a remake or a sequel or a prequel or a spinoff or a TV character going to the movies, why is there no Ghost Busters III? I’m not saying it wouldn’t stink, but that hasn’t stopped any of the other crap out there.
I wonder if anyone would object to me taking Nina home and keeping her in my room so I could sit with her in my arms all day and pet her and make meeeowing sounds to her?
Maybe I could make them pay me in kittens. The money they pay me gets deducted from my welfare check anyway. I would rather have kittens. Those can’t be deducted.
When I am king all paychecks will be in the form of kittens and puppies and chewing gum. And you would trade kisses and hugges and there would be no money or taxes or shotguns. I would make a fine king.
November 5th, 2006 at 11:09
Oh my gosh! Mads really did open up the hatch. And I thought you were just pulling our legs. I have dial-up so I have to wait a while to see the videos, but it was well worth it. I also saw the one where the goats were climbing all over your back. Man, it must have been really hard to keep your arm extended while filming the scene. The goats really got a big kick climbing. No wonder you spend so much time at the animal playground. I’d do the same thing, too.
And, yes, I think you’d make a fine king, too. There would be no wars at all…
November 5th, 2006 at 18:20
Mads is such a clever boy, even if he baaa’s like a girl! Those videos are just so funny. The lamb head-butt is cute. I went to a small petting zoo and they had a miniature sheep. It was short, like a lamb, but had lots of wool like a big sheep.
I like Scrooged and Groundhog Day. Something about Bill Murray is just so funny even when he is not trying to be funny. And Andie McDowell, she is just soooo sweet and cute. Did I tell you I look lots like her? We could be sisters! (Ha, ha) Actually I look more like the groundhog!
Role-playing in therapy is good. Now, I wouldn’t think you would have any problem with that at all. Let the alter-ego Plume out to play. The funny, silly, clever, goat training, kitty scratching, snow loving Plume can go to the party and leave the social phobia at home for once. It will be waiting there for you and you can keep it or toss it out the window.
November 5th, 2006 at 23:37
Luis – I’d never lie to you guyses! Having the goat kids on my back was terrific. I miss it. Having 6 little balls of energy jumping and running and climbing on you… it’s hard to explain how much fun it is. Everyone should try that some time. Goat kids are so great.
Deb – Mads is a genious, I know he has many more tricks up his sleaves. Or his fur, I mean. He’s just waiting for the right time to let me see them. You know, leave the crowd wanting more.
I loved the lamb headbutts. It’s so cute they way they take a step back and the sprrrroing into action like one of those jack-in-a-box things.
I used to have such a crush on Andie in my younger years. One of my favourite actresses. She has the sweetest smile.
I’m sure you are the beauty queen of the groundhog world, milady! I am considered quite handsome in the goat community. Don’t think I haven’t noticed Vanilje staring at me dreamy-eyed. I’m sure she has a little girl crush on me.
When I roleplay in therapy I usually end up playing the role of myself, not my internet-self. I wish I had a switch, maybe on the back of my head or in one of my armpits. So I could switch between personalities with a flick.
November 6th, 2006 at 0:06
Your “internet self” is your self, find a way to integrate them. I think it is possible. The Plume “self” wants out in the real world, too you know. You’re getting there, baby goat step by baby goat step.
You make the “groundhog” part of me blush! I’m a real beauty in the groundhog world.