Nov. 12th, 2006

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Hate phobias. Hate idiots.
Sometimes, I can control things okay. I can just about handle dogs if they don't seem interested in me or anyone I'm with. If they do, however, it generally sets me off.
Today was one of those days. Walking down the street, someone's getting a dog out the car, it wanders off and starts sniffing at Dad. She tells it to move, it doesn't pay attention. I freeze. Dad tells her to get the dog away; she starts going on about the fact I'm being rude by not going near the dog and that I apparently have a problem. O RLY? Yes. I know I have one. I don't like it one bit. I tried to apologize for it, even. But it's not something I can just go BANG! and switch off. It genuinely gets to me when something like this happens. I'm sorry I seemed rude. But I couldn't help it. Sometimes, I react the same to Fluffy Puppy McCuteOverload as I do to Butch Droolenstein. They're all dogs; they hit the same buttons. I need to fix it, I know - I don't know how. Should see someone about it, I guess, don't know where to start.

On a better note, went around looking at cars again when the canine drama was over. Geez, £150 cars. If you can get a car for less cash than a console...

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