worst dream ever

i dreamt that i was talking to a friend when i realized i hadn't fed Kody in who knows how long. so i panicked and jumped in a truck and drove straight. i was going the wrong way and couldn't figure out how to get home. (i HATE that)

the next scene i'm walking in the house calling kody's name and there he was ni the bathroom drinking water as skinny as ever. i saw his hip bones and he was swaying he was so sick.

weird. he looked like Betsy but it was kody.

i always dream about taht dog. i wonder why? he's such a huge force and presence in my life that he bombards my dreams too.

love that shit.

today i have to go to the state capitol to support the law of not leashing your dog in the back yard. i hate stuff like this because i get too upset. i need to learn to control my emotions better. when it comes to animals; i'm an open book.

i bought some shelves for my kitchen from ikea. today i'm gonna order all my dry goods to populate my new jars. i'm so gay. (i mean happy)