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16 December 2002 - 8:20 p.m.
It took over 4 hours to brush the dogs today. Yes, both of them. Now they smell nice after their baths yesterday, and are looking like a couple of giant black pompoms with legs. Following the ordeal, I have extra-furry, black trousers. And there I was thinking they'd stay cream-coloured for more than a week... ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Lately I've let my feelings dictate my actions and cloud my judgement. I've taken on other people's problems, and have myself become unintentionally involved. I can't let myself worry like I have been - I have to make myself a priority. I will be there for others, but will not let them weave their problems into my own. Saying that is all well and good, but am I strong enough to keep my life separate? I'll have to see...
Wait, go back a bit! - Onward ho!
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