walking da dog and talking about communication

I’m walking the pupper right now. I try to walk her for at least thirty minutes every day. You’ll notice she has a harness on her. I bought it for her last week at Walmart. It was like eleven dollars. Totally worth it, though.

She used to just be walking around in a slightly oversized harness. It belonged to my mom’s dog. It got so frustrating to use because she would always slip out of it during our walks, and I would have to put it back on her. I can’t drive so I couldn’t just go to the store and get her a new harness.

I tried to walk her earlier this afternoon, at twelve. I hopped on my bicycle. I sometimes do this. I ride my bike and have her catch up with me lmao.

The mail delivery people were in the neighborhood driving around, so I tried to get Brownie to follow me in the opposite direction. I wanted to avoid awkward stops. I didn’t want to get in anyone’s way and I didn’t want to feel like I’m getting hunted down or something. I called for my dog to follow me. She stayed put. I turned around and drove near her to pick her up.

I carried her until we were a good distance away from the mail car. Then I figured we could just head our way to our usual path since the car would be in front of us. I turned around. I tried to get Brownie to follow me. A car was passing by. My dog doesn’t get in the grass like she’s supposed to sometimes like a doofus. I tried to ride my bike toward my dog to get her off the road, but I made a sharp turn and my bike headed into the ditch. Quick.

The edge of my seat hurt my crotch. YEOOWWWWWCHHHH!!!!! Quite the embarrassing scene to be in as the car drove past me. At that point, I had had enough. I just rode the bike in the garage and headed inside.

Unrelated, buuuuuuuuutttttttt…… I am SUCH a bad writer, it’s insane!!! My biggest issue in life is that I am a piss poor communicator! My brain just fails on me every time. I cannot express my thoughts or feelings properly. Every time I try to write down my feelings, I always yabber on about something else completely unrelated.

Once when I was still in school, I was on a field trip and we were on our way back. We ate at some restaurant and we had to pay for our own food lol. We also had to share tables. I was talking to my best friend about something, don’t know what it was, about the drinks. I was trying to tell her about the liquid that forms outside  cold glasses… I couldn’t use my words. So I was explaining like it like this…

“Like, like the liquid, um… The water that drips outside the glass…” LIKE A COMPLETE IDIOT! And the girl sitting across from me went, “you mean CONDENSATION?!!” Yes.

My brain is just slow. It stinks. I don’t even want to talk to anyone because I can’t keep up with conversations. But I need to talk, dawg. I only ever really feel something when I am with one of my four friends. My friends deserve a reliable friend. Otherwise, I am just rotting my life away at home. Human connection is good. Even if you have to do it online. Plus, my whole career depends on proper communication if I’m to go into healthcare.

That’s one reason why I really want to get into books… I used to read them a lot when I was a kid. I also liked Warrior Cats. I still have a bunch of them but I’ve only read a few of them from beginning to end because I found the writing style too difficult to keep up with. I made some good friends as a little kid by playing Warrior Cat roleplay games online. I liked Warrior Cats so much I even made a story of Graystripe dying.

I’ve read a few of the FNaF novels. I got Silver Eyes as a kid. I used to be terrified of revealing I liked FNaF to my parents because it was a horror series. My dad at one point was concerned about my brother and me playing Minecraft because of the mobs… *facepalm* He was pretty strict when it came to stuff. Cartoon Network was off limits.

Then when we were about eight, my brother and I just started watching Cartoon Network. We liked Teen Titans Go! at the time. The Looney Tunes Show (best show ever) used to air right after TTG, so I always looked forward to watching it. That show was definitely intended for an older audience. Whoever decided to turn the Looney Tunes characters into a sitcom needs a raise. I’ll never forget the time Daffy was saying, “I want to DIE….” right as my dad walked into the room… Okay, the way I worded that implies Daffy in the flesh and blood was with us XD

See? I can’t stay on topic. It goes back to my poor communication skills. I hope to get into reading.

I don’t know how long we were walking, but we walked around the entire neighborhood and now we’re heading to my house. My dad started his new job today. He called me about ten minutes ago. I’ll go and see how his day went. Anywayz, byeeeeeee!!!!! I hope you’re having a great day