update

[rm]

My day in three words:

Attacked by goats.


My life in two words:

Frustration nation.


An indicator of progress in my general state of mental unhealth:
Today when I freaked out instead of thinking that every creative person I've ever admired must be and have always been a totally together ball of lovely grace as compared to my batshit self, I thought, "hey, bet they're more crazy than me."

Also, attacked by goats.

Comments

[ladyofthelog.livejournal.com]

GOATS?

Not Goatse, thank goodness.

[theotoky.livejournal.com]

attacked by goats. wow. i hope you can laugh about it sometime soon.

[delchi.livejournal.com]

Goats?

[sola.livejournal.com]

baby goats, one presumes?


the little ones are always the most insidious.

[rm.livejournal.com]

Not baby goats.

They had me hold a baby goat. Then its mother got mad. Then the other goats decided it would be fun to headbutt me a lot. Then the farm hands had to drag me over the fence to save me from the goat assuault.

[iterum.livejournal.com]

I myself was once injured by goats.

[delchi.livejournal.com]

Crazy or not, there is something to be said for your batshit self.

It could have been worse

[splodgenoodles.livejournal.com]

It could have been emus.

[aynatonal.livejournal.com]

I would like a tee shirt that reads Attacked by Goats.

[delchi.livejournal.com]

Don't give me ideas :) I still have access to Cafe Press.

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

Goats are scary.