This is the Duke. That's right, I have a rottweiler - can I BE any more kick ass? I was going through some pictures on my computer and I found this one. DUKE!!!!! I acquired Duke when he was already 8 months old. Its a long story, and I won't get into it now, but I love this dog so much. He's my man. Duke will be 10 in August and what a handsome devil he is.
Something happened last night that I'm not proud of and it was out of character for me. I don't want to go into detail about it because I've beat myself up over it already.
Yesterday I spoke about not going back. As much as I wish I COULD go back to yesterday, I can't, so I'm face to face with this new issue. Its not a big deal but I know that the only way for me to learn is through my mistakes. I've learned something again and I will try to remember this feeling the next time I'm faced with the same decision.
Sometimes I feel like I'm reeling out of control and its hard to make the right decisions. Earlier in the evening last night I KNEW I wasn't making a good choice, but I still went through with it. Its all my fault and I have no one to blame but myself.
Trixie told me that what I did was not wrong, but I should really never do it again. I think she is right. I'm glad we became friends. I'm glad because I can't remember the last girlie girl friend I had that I talked to constantly. We make plans and stick to them. We say we'll call and we do. I mean we have become inseperable and I'm happy about that. She's good peeps and we think a lot alike. I mean we'll be in separate rooms and I'll think about her and she'll call, or I'll go to call her and she beats me to it. I hope that Trixie's situation with her boyfriend works out well. I've never met him so I can't say too much on the subject, but I hope that their problems work themselves out. For both their sake and the sake of others. Could you imagine if we were both single and out and about? The FDA would issue warning labels and staple them to our foreheads.
Not much more to say. I guess this was another rambling of stupid stuff.