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dave is sick...and making me miserable...so do guys feed into the stereotype that they are big babies when they are sick, and therefore feel they have to act that way? or did they get some idea somewhere that women find it endearing that they have to take on to role of caregiver and are trying to make the women feel better by acting horrid?
i mean, i love dave and i'm sorry he's sick, but i would also think a 40 year old would be able to fend for himself in time of illness...what did he do before i was around? because i really doubt his junkie ex-girlfriend would have been much use. and certainly wouldn't have done anything for him. like somehow i'm expected to do.
okay, i need to get dressed so i can go to work....finally something has happened that makes me somewhat pleased that i have to go there!!! :P

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okay, so i sort of got revenge on dave for annoying me this morning by locking my keys in the house, so i had to bang on the door and wake him...that took 45 minutes. i tried to crawl in through the dog door, but it's too small. the old one was bigger.
anyway, i was late to work.
but it didn't really matter. i had four clients today, two in a couples massage. they rocked. they do dog rescue foster care stuff, and i'm going to do canine massage on their dogs!!! yay!!!!! that is so what i want to be doing. so anyway, that was good, and rani added on a massage, and she's awesome. so it was a good day.
and then i got sad because the people at the flying biscuit found a dog running around loose and she is such a pretty thing although clearly abused and stinky and dirty, and i wished i could bring her home with me but i think my dogs would be too jealous and try to eat her. but it makes me cry to think about her. she is part australian shepherd, i think, since she has some of the coloring and one blue eye and one brown one. i hope someone there takes her home tonight so she doesn't have to be tied up outside. she was soooo skinny, too, and i think something wasn't right with her because her legs were weird and i think something was fucked up with her anal glands because she smelled so much like that awful anal gland smell. also her butt had a lot of hair missing from it on the back end. but if she was cleaned up she'd be fluffy and cute. so if she's there tomorrow i'm going to have to figure out how to bring her home with me and take her to the vet, etc....
okay, i need to eat something, i think...although i am feeling so sad about that poor dog...

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i am putting off writing in my hard copy journal to post in here, although i don't really have anything to say....and i have to fill many pages in my journal. if only i could think of something i wanted to write about!!!! and not just 'i don't have anything to say...'
although perhaps i could work on my 'troll love' story...or something about trolls.
that is the word of the hour.
that poor puppy from today is haunting me...i think i should have brought her home with me, poor stinky thing. not like i can really afford another dog. and this one probably has horrible things wrong with her. but she seemed so sweet and needing of love. and sometimes these dogs just call to me. but that is probably because any dog i have contact with that i know needs help calls to me. i just want to help them all. and take them all home with me and love them and give them a good home.
although i don't think sprite would be interested in giving a new doggie a good home.
okay, i have to go write in my notebook so i can fill another one up. one a month, that's my goal. even if i'm filling them up with nonsense. at least i am writing and one day something good will come out.