over the past two nights i have been having nightmares. its a consecutive story, the first night wasn't really that bad, just a bit hmmm-ish, but last night what it led to scared the crap out of me. i was sweating and shaking when i woke up because it felt so real, i was very badly hurt, almost dying, but luckily before i woke up, someone who saw me bleeding ran and called an ambulance and was on there way so that gave me the hope to hold on. i guess it made it a tad better than not getting an ambulance... is it true that when you dream you are dead, you really are? 
i hope it doesn't continue tonight.
there's a young girl at work... she is going out with a dude at work, its all very complicated but she comes to me to talk about her problems which is annoying. i don't mind giving advice but i have a problem with mentioning things to people, in conversation, cos i forget if they are to be kept quiet and my big mouth gets me in trouble, then i get into shit... so i hate knowing things. plus, i have no idea why she comes to me with relationship problems wanting advice. i am the last person people should be asking. it actually is probably bad for me cos i hear about all this shit from various people in their relationships and think, fuck that, why do i want to get myself involved in shit like that. TOOO COMPLICATED.
sometimes i have weird logic. behind most things i do, there is some kind of logic... sometimes its a bit hard to understand, but there is some thought behind most of it.
my week has been super busy. been booked out all days in both stores, which i guess is good. maybe.
once in a while i get a dog in that reminds me why i stay in dog grooming. the last couple of weeks i have had a couple in... a rough collie in full coat (i love doing full groom outs) and today a bichon frise which an owner wanted in a proper bichon scissor cut. i hate scissoring usually, i avoid it at all costs, but this dog had the best coat, was fairly well behaved and turned out so good. i wish i took photos now. sometimes i am proud of my work. took ages tho, but was fun.
the lady i was taught originally by is dying/may of died of cancer in the last few weeks... havent heard any news for a couple of weeks but it wasnt looking good. i started doing something that she did in her salon, kind of as a tribute, but also cos its what also made me love grooming... i put ribbons on the dogs, two different colours, then i curl the ends and it makes them look like presents... its nice i think.
i have been listening to alot of depeche mode lately... its amazing how many songs you know and didnt even realise were by a certain artist.
someone, somewhere, maybe in multiple locations has a serious crop growing. all i can smell around this area is weed. even up into fig tree and indro it smells of it.
i hope it doesn't continue tonight. there's a young girl at work... she is going out with a dude at work, its all very complicated but she comes to me to talk about her problems which is annoying. i don't mind giving advice but i have a problem with mentioning things to people, in conversation, cos i forget if they are to be kept quiet and my big mouth gets me in trouble, then i get into shit... so i hate knowing things. plus, i have no idea why she comes to me with relationship problems wanting advice. i am the last person people should be asking. it actually is probably bad for me cos i hear about all this shit from various people in their relationships and think, fuck that, why do i want to get myself involved in shit like that. TOOO COMPLICATED.
sometimes i have weird logic. behind most things i do, there is some kind of logic... sometimes its a bit hard to understand, but there is some thought behind most of it.
my week has been super busy. been booked out all days in both stores, which i guess is good. maybe.
once in a while i get a dog in that reminds me why i stay in dog grooming. the last couple of weeks i have had a couple in... a rough collie in full coat (i love doing full groom outs) and today a bichon frise which an owner wanted in a proper bichon scissor cut. i hate scissoring usually, i avoid it at all costs, but this dog had the best coat, was fairly well behaved and turned out so good. i wish i took photos now. sometimes i am proud of my work. took ages tho, but was fun.
the lady i was taught originally by is dying/may of died of cancer in the last few weeks... havent heard any news for a couple of weeks but it wasnt looking good. i started doing something that she did in her salon, kind of as a tribute, but also cos its what also made me love grooming... i put ribbons on the dogs, two different colours, then i curl the ends and it makes them look like presents... its nice i think.
i have been listening to alot of depeche mode lately... its amazing how many songs you know and didnt even realise were by a certain artist.
someone, somewhere, maybe in multiple locations has a serious crop growing. all i can smell around this area is weed. even up into fig tree and indro it smells of it.
i hate nightmares, you need a code sleep. that will fix you
i like the ribbon idea sounds sweet
see you tomorrow xx