Why I want a Great Dane, and why he will come from a breeder.

This post is somewhat of a follow up to all those vegans post I’ve written on this blog, and also especially those I’ve written recently. This post is basically about the whole #AdoptDontShop thing that’s so popular with vegans on social media and in the U.S.

I’m from Sweden. Born and raised and I still live here. I’ll probably live here all my life too. Sweden is a very special country to live in. Our laws and security system makes it one of the best countries a person like me can feel safe and secure in. Of course, it’s not a perfect country, but it’s a nice place to live in according to myself. The weather sucks, of course… Regarding veganism, we “pride” ourselves on our extreme and awesome animal rights laws, but in real life – it’s as bad as any other country. We just don’t use that much antibiotics. We still torture and enslave pigs, cows and chickens for their flesh and secretions as much as any other country.

America, aka the U.S have a huge problem with backyard breeders, homeless dogs and cats, shelters filled with unwanted pets, and horrible animal rights laws. That’s no lie. This is true in a lot of countries world wide, not just the U.S. Due to this issue, mainly all the vegans I’ve seen on social media urges people that wants to get cats or dogs as pets(more likely family members) to adopt them instead and don’t buy a dog or cat from a breeder – no matter what. In their situation, I definitely agree. However, what I feel regarding myself and getting new fur babies into my home, I feel a bit different about the whole thing.

I have, to be honest an awful history of having pets. Trust me, I do regret so much which is why I act differently these days regarding getting a new fur baby into my life. I’ve had dogs, I have a cat, but I used to have two. My current cat is called Maja and she’s as of now 12 years old. I hope she’ll live until she’s a hundred or something. Or at least 20. She’s not adopted, rescued or not even bought. I don’t remember if I paid anything to get Maja and her brother all those years ago, but I’ve had her since she was a baby. She’s probably inbred, but she’s really frickin’ healthy and I love her. So much! I wanted to get a cat due to having a dog was too much trouble and my history with having dogs have been nothing but regrets.

When I was younger, I was pretty easy to convince, and because of that, I’ve made so many mistakes in my past. My first dog was a Welsh Corgi Cardigan named Rasmus. I’d just gotten my first real apartment, and I had all the time (and money) in the world for a smaller dog. Even though I was desperate to get a Great Dane, I decided that my first dog would be of another breed and I ended up with Rasmus. I only had him for about 5 months. Why, you may ask? Did he die? Was he sick? No, he was almost perfect. No, I had an idiot boyfriend back then (the first of a few really bad jerks) who hated the fact that I got a dog. He forced me to get rid of him. Aka, to make the breeder take him back. If I didn’t, he’d leave me. So after days of arguing about it, I went along with it. It took a while until the breeder could take him, and during that time, my idiot bf fell in love with Rasmus, and when it was time to say goodbye, my jerk of a boyfriend changed his mind and wanted me to keep him. Then it was too late. What happened? He blamed me for everything! A month later after the breeder took him back, the jerk left me. There I was, no dog and no boyfriend. I hate his guts for doing this to me still to this day, about 16 years later now…

The next idiot of a boyfriend (who later turned into my husband, silly, desperate me) wanted to give me the whole world. If I wanted a dog, I should have one. If I wanted stuff, I should have it. No matter what I wanted, I should get it. That resulted in various dogs coming into our household, some rescued, some mixed breeds and another Welsh Corgi Cardigan named Hampus. All during these years, I was still so desperate of getting a Great Dane, and I did my best to save up money to buy my first one, but I was never able to save anything. No, since he wanted to give me everything and more, we always spent that money doing something else (or getting some pet) instead of just being better with money and let me save to get my most wanted, longed for Great Dane of Awesomeness. Even though I liked (or loved) Rasmus and the WCW breed, I felt that he nor the other dogs were not a Great Dane.

It was worse with all those other dogs as well, those mixed breeds and rescues we took care of or bought and handed back after a few weeks or months. After like the second or third dog, I felt like I’ve had enough. No more pets! Not until I’ll be getting my Great Dane! Well, what happened? My boyfriend, then turned husband went and bought Hampus. At the worst time of my life. I was not ready, nor did I want a dog. Hampus was also the worst, but I was probably even worse. Back then I followed Cesar Millan’s advice and I probably made a monster out of Hampus due to that. I had no energy those days and I just was a bad dog owner. It was before I knew I had fibromyalgia as well, so my lethargic behaviour had no explanation. I was also unemployed with little or basically no money. We managed to keep him for a year, which is almost a miracle, but he eventually went back to the breeder and on to another family that had time for him. I was honestly relieved after that and I felt so bad for getting “along” with having a dog back then. These days I shrug thinking about following Cesar Millan and all the horrible stuff that entailed. You have no idea how much I’ve changed in that area.

With the next idiot (after the divorce) we got Maja and her brother Nisse. The plan was to get two male cats who were siblings, and we’d found a “breeder” from a friend of ours. A week or something before we were supposed to get the cats, we found out that the breeder killed off all the male cats except for Nisse. I was so angry, but we still went on with it. Nisse was the king of cats, and he was lovely. Maja was a frailed little skeleton of skin and bones and afraid of everything. It was hard having cats, and we thought of selling them to somebody else, but we kept them and I’m so glad I did that today. I could not imagine living my life without Maja right now. When I split from this idiot of a boyfriend who destroyed my life in ways some can’t imagine, I took Maja with me and he took Nisse after a while. Nisse did not like that I moved away to another city and he peed and pooped wherever he felt like. Then the third jerk took him (aka the ex) and after that everything was better. For a while. Nisse died at like 3 years of age due to some kidney disease that could have easily been prevented. That made me hate this ex for forever and ever on top of the disaster of a relationship that we had. Maja thrived, however being a lone cat.

Since Maja, I have not gotten any other pets in my life, besides babysitting and having visitors with paws and fur. I’m still desperate of getting a Great Dane, and I will not get any other dog breed before I’ll have my Great Dane. Now, my plan is to wait until I have a steady higher and stable income and a workplace that accepts a Great Dane at the office almost daily. The other days he’s not with me at work, I’ll work from home. I do, however want another cat, either soon ( a kitten) or after Maja, but my current bf does not want any other cats after her. I do understand why, but still. I’d like to have one. If I do, I’d get a cat from a reputable breeder. Why? Because I’d like to have a cat with quality. Preferably a cat who’s not scared of everything and anything, not inbred and I’d like to have the biggest, friendliest cat available. I mean I do like big dogs, so why not a big cat? Like the cat I’m currently babysitting. Don’t get me wrong. If I could go to a shelter in Sweden and find purebred Norwegian forest cats, Maine Coons or Ragdolls, I’d easily get a kitten from them if I was to get another cat. I just don’t see that it’s likely it would happen if I’d get a purebred cat in the future. It is more likely I’d have to go to a breeder. And that’s fine with me! Healthy breeders are worth the promotion in my book.

The big furry guy is Floccon (means snowflake in french), a Norwegian Forest Cat that I’m currently baby sitting. Maja is watching him intensly as he steals his ways into our hearts and home.

I’ve been wanting a Great Dane since 1997. It’s been my whole life goal to get this breed. This longing for this specific breed has kept me alive, kept me going, kept me fighting for a life I’d like to live and I have my reasons for waiting so long to get one. First of all, I’ve never had the money for such an expensive breed. The costs if everything goes perfectly his whole life would amount up to at least $300 per month, and most of my years, I’ve not had that money to spare. Considering the normal expenses for a Great Dane, and the risks or chance of bloat, some expensive surgery or anything else, I’ve never had the money to care for a Great Dane. If I’d actually gotten a Great Dane some 15-20 years ago, it is most likely true that I’d end up giving him back to the breeder due to my bad financial situation I’ve had since I moved away from home. With the experience I now have with too many dogs bought, rescued and handed back to the previous owner – I have sworn to myself and others that I will never, ever get this Great Dane breed until everything, and I do mean everything is in order. That is why I’ve waited for so long and probably will wait for another ten years if things won’t change for the better and I’ll become a programmer for real. School right now is in a very weird place for me, so I have no idea what will happen right now in my future. The risk I’m taking is I’ll be the one who waited her whole life for a Great Dane, and never got that special “him”. I’m fine with that, really, even though I hate the thought of it. The reason is due to why I’m waiting. If it’s never the right time, it’s not the right time.

When I will get my Great Dane, I’ll have a fulltime, wellpaid job, working as a developer somewhere where I can bring my Great Dane to work, no matter what. From puppy times to his last breath. I’ll have enough money to be able to live alone if possible with a mortgage or high rent to pay, and still be able to afford a car and pay for surgeries or other events that may occur for my baby. Not until then will I have my Great Dane. I feel proud of myself for having this plan and for acting this way.

There is also the health aspect. I do not plan to get a Great Dane, that’ll die on me after 5-6 years of cancer or heart disease from a breeder that does not care about the breed’s longevity and future. From what I’ve learned during all these years, I also feel that having a healthy Great Dane is more important than anything else. I plan to keep him healthy as well, with good Biologically Appropriate Raw Foods, long walks, attention, cuddles and everything else he or we might need from each other. He will be my everything when he’s here. That is why I am waiting. If I could get a purebred, healthy Great Dane puppy (because my dream is to bring my first Great Dane up from the beginning) from a shelter or a rescue here in Sweden, I would, but I’ve already found my breeder of choice and they’re one of the absolute best in my opinion regarding breeding Great Danes here in Sweden. Since I’ve been wanting this specific breed for basically all my adult life, I do think it’s important to choose wisely. I do not want to get a dog, just because it’s a dog. I want my Great Dane. My puppy. My future lifelong friend. I want to be there from the moment of conception, when he’s born, when it’s time to come home to me, and if I do everything right, he might be by my side for 13 years or more. There are no specific Great Dane rescues available anyway in Sweden, because we do not have that big of a problem with backyard breedings or unwanted pets, even if they do exist. I’d rather go dogless forever then to just get another dog considering my history of pet ownership. I refuse to deviate from this plan of getting a Great Dane.

The way I see my future of owning Great Danes something like this:

  1. Get my first Great Dane from the breeder I’ve chosen. He lives with me for at least 10 years (the age here is just a reference). Let’s say I’ll get him the same year I turn 40 or 41. I’m currently 37.
  2. The next GD, will come from abroad as a puppy as well, from the U.S or Canada from one of the best breeders in the business, because I’ve always wanted a Great Dane from the U.S. This is due to the American standard of the breed. I prefer that one more to the European one. Let’s say I’m 55 when this happens. If not from the U.S, it will be from the next best breeder available in Sweden or Scandinavia, with perfectly healthy Great Danes that also uses American bloodlines for that special look and temperament.
  3. The third GD will probably be from a shelter or an older dog. I’m probably 65 or 70 then this happens, so it will most likely be better to have an older dog, if I’m healthy enough that is. Or even alive.

The scenarios above are if I’d only have one dog at a time. It could very well be so in the future that I’ll have more than one Great Dane at a time, but only after I’ve gotten my first one and he’s gotten old enough that it’s time for a new puppy in our lives.

I hope you who’ll read this will respect or accept my arguments regarding my waiting of this breed and why I’m not interested of adopting a dog for myself. From what I’ve learned, it’s so important to get the breed that is most suited for you. I am not an active person. I’m a couch potato. I have mobility issues due to my fibromyalgia and I’ve come to learn that no other breed is like the Great Dane. I do find pugs really adorable though, but the same idea is there too, if I’d get a pug. I wouldn’t get it from a shelter, I’d get one from a really good breeder, and I wouldn’t mind if it took years in order to find the perfect breeder. I’d personally be so heartbroken if anything were to happen when I finally got my Great Dane and I had to give him back or sell him to somebody else. I do not want to live through that again. I love dogs and cats, no matter what breed – but the Great Dane is far too special for me to do anything else then what I’ve written in this post. There is simply nothing like a Great Dane…

Oh, and in case you wondered about the American bloodlines and U.S standard of the breed. The breeder I’ve chosen do have use dogs from the U.S, and due to that, they get the most loving and healthy Great Danes available. Their temperament is amazing!

I can’t wait to have a Great Dane like that.

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A new masterpiece is in the works…

But why do I feel like a total idiot when I’m almost finished with it? For those who have no idea on what I’m talking about, I’m referring to the YouTube video I’ve worked on for like a month, perhaps more. It’s probably two months when you think of the first draft of it. Then after I made that one, Jon Prosser of Front Page Tech and Creative Mindset Podcast made me change my mind and do something better. Now I believe I have, and yesterday evening I let my boyfriend watch it. I wanted him to see it in case he was not satisfied with some details, but he had nothing to add. I had almost counted on him hating the video, since it’s about me being a borderline (or maybe totally obsessed) Apple Sheep. And we all know how much he really dislikes Apple as a company and some of their products, even though he uses some of them himself for work.

I was surprised that he had nothing to say about it. Just because I felt guilty or something and was more prepared to change the whole video, we still had a tiny discussion afterwards, because I probably needed it. The thing is – and probably always has been with me and Apple products the past year, is that it was at the beginning an escape route for my mind in despite of everything. When I got my iPhone as a gift for passing math, I finally felt that I could accept my little obsession and move on, but I only sunk in deeper into the Apple World… We have been able to freely discuss and talk about Apple since then (or since I started using the Mac mini as my desktop) and it has been nice. When the Apple obsession took another step, it was with the MacBook Pro that I got as a gift for getting into college and I was so surprised and happy I did not know what to do with myself. I love this computer. Touch ID is great! And the typing etc… Love it!

The problem is that, even though I have felt on and off that the Apple obsession is starting to decline, it has yet again kicked into gear. The main reason for that is still because of my stupid, silly brain and me being bored of my mind since school hasn’t started yet. It’s less then a week to go now and I can’t wait! I feel that I have a confession to make, but no – it’s more like a declaration or a disclaimer. At least for myself. The video I’ve been working on has been a tiny way for me to focus on something else, but time shall tell if my efforts were good enough for some success at least… Some success means like over 100 true views and a comment or two, I guess but I am not counting on anything! The video is not the confession, though. Read on…

My boyfriend told me yesterday that somehow I have to stop with the Apple products, and I am well aware of that. I will not buy any other Apple products if I know I don’t need them. To be clear, I’ve gotten every Apple product I use either as a gift from him or as a “borrowed” item since we already had some of them in our household. Even still, I can’t stop my silly mind of stalking the Apple Store app and check the prices and specs of iPads, AirPods, the Apple Watch etc… But still, I won’t buy any until I know I will need them. I haven’t so far and I will not do it, no matter how much my brain wants to grab the first opportunity to expand the Apple library. It’s more important to save my money and I know that. Having money is more important than having more Apple products!

Apple products, Tailosive Tech and all other YouTube channels talking about Apple are and will probably continue to be an escape route for my brain whenever I’m to tired or bored to do anything else. Still, I am hoping that college will be the event that changes everything.

This is my confession; I really want and will do my absolute best to study until I can’t stand it anymore. I want and need the computer science bachelor degree I’ll be getting to become my new escape route. To become my new obsession. It has to be that way. Why? Because I have been so bored out of my mind for so long now that I am starting to hate, dislike and get disgusted by my current lifestyle.

My current way of life is basically never leaving the apartment, spending 10+ hours a day watching pointless YouTube videos or movies I’ve seen a thousand times already or “bad” tv-shows. Also it involves eating crappy breakfasts and bad lunches and more crap for dinner, so the weight is not going anywhere. Not to mention that my IBS is not getting better either…

I am alone all day, with my cat as a companion and my BF is at work basically all day. I’m not complaining about that, really. I have no problem being alone, really. I just dislike that I have nothing important to do these days. Even the last year of work was not enough and I had to cut down my hours at the beginning of 2018 due to them not having enough stuff for me to do. That sucked, but I did feel that it was soon time for me to leave that place anyway. Since I lost my job, finished math I have been so bored that I hate myself a little bit. To be honest. Yes. I sort of hate myself and my current way of life. Me. The person who loves doing nothing special and sit and watch TV all day. I guess after 35+ years I’ve finally had enough of that…

I must do more with my life. Earn more money (or at least have a reliable higher income forever) so I can at least have a Great Dane to keep me company. I’d be devastated if I would fail college now, if it turns out to be to complicated for me etc. I need to fill that hole in my head! For those who do not know, I have all my life also felt that I have a hole, a physical hole in my brain that is just empty. Why is it empty? Because it is not filled with knowledge. It is like an area that is just lost, or totally unknown. Also my earlier bachelor’s degree I got in pedagogy just seemed like paying $30 000 in student loans to get stuff I already know on paper. I learned most of my “skills” from that by getting to know classmates and having the current BF by my side, teaching me new perspectives on life.

I think that feeling is why I have led such a simple life, because I don’t know what else I’m supposed to do. I’m so happy with so little. All I need is a TV and a computer with good internet access and I’m good, or something… Every time I wanted to fill that hole, some other crap comes in my way.

If it isn’t peer pressure (for not fitting in and being like every other girl out there) it’s stupid math (that I finally passed after the third attempt after like 10+ years of on and off studies) or some other garbage like my fibromyalgia. Or just life in general. Or as usual – my stupid silly brain that thinks everything but Apple or watching tv is too boring so I am unable to focus on anything useful. Like read a book and preferring that. It sounds like it’s all about excuses, but no. It has always been like that and I guess I’ve always in that sense been to “weak” or something to finally do something. To be clear, I’ve loved living my life like this, doing nothing and not having enough money and just sitting there, dreaming my life away instead of just getting up and do something. And books are boring!

It’s not until now that I have actually started to do something about this, because I have had enough of this crap! I don’t think I was born just to sit and watch TV all day and obsess about domains, Apple products or views/readers/subscribers? Do you? What a waste if that truly is my destiny…

This also reminds me… Not to sound evil, just a fact. The BF told me years ago and he has told me several times that I don’t have a true passion for something. I don’t have a passion for making it on YouTube, as a blogger or anything else. Not even learning code or trying to at least. I just prefer doing something else and I expect imminent success by doing barely enough. Or maybe nothing. I just sit there and dream, instead of making it myself from scratch.

When he told me that all those years ago, I was a bit butt hurt, but now? Now I get it. And it’s true. I did not have a true passion for anything. I believed that doing just “enough” will be enough. Then when I’m done, I’ll go watch TV. I’m like an obnoxious child in that sense. I have always been like that. I’m always bored with anything that’s not watching TV or doing as little as possible. The exception might be when I’m around people I like, but otherwise I’m like “are we there yet?!” and I can’t wait until I can watch TV, play on my phone or sit by the computer and obsess about my useless shit.

It’s hilarious when I think about it now. Who could have known that I’d get to this point? And why the fudge did it take so long? If I played my cards right, I could have gone to a different high school program, passed all the classes needed and have a bachelor’s degree in computer science 10 years ago or perhaps even 15 years ago. My life could have been so different, but due to my life being a really weird and lazy one to live, this is what I have to make due with. I’m kicking myself so hard these days for my stupid mistakes I’ve made in the past…

If I don’t know how to solve a certain thing, and I don’t even know what Google is telling me, how am I supposed to go on? I haven’t, but those days are hopefully over – forever. Now it is time for everything, and I do mean everything to change. I’m done copying and pasting…

It’s time for me to stop obsessing about pointless crap and start to focus on stuff that’s useful – in every aspect of my life. It is time to lose the weight and have a more colourful life. Or something like that. It’s finally time to shine. Become somebody better. A person who knows what to do and does not get frustrated or angry at nothing. I guess my frustration and so many other things in my life is due to that “empty hole in head” feeling. And now I’m gonna fill it. With programming. With Java. With new experiences. Shop Talk or whatever. Learn something useful and actually using that to my advantage because then I know what the fudge I’m doing. Everything now, at least technical stuff has been a guessing game, a copy-paste game or just not useful enough that I can do more.

It seems I’m complaining about nothing, but if you knew what it felt to be me, things would be different. The thing is that I probably also haven’t realised that time actually has gone by. It’s not like I feel any older since I left home in 2001. I just have a lot of crappy memories and lots of time being spent doing nothing. Still, I can’t lie and say that it has been crap. The things that have been truly shitty for me has mostly to do with not having enough money or having really shitty boyfriends (stealing all my money), but life with the current BF of 10 years soon has been lovely. Even though I haven’t really had money, not a Great Dane, moved a lot and only had one single real job in my life, these past 10 years have been the best ones yet. Even though they have meant becoming a little bit fat.

It’s like:

Saying to people that I feel and/or is fat is unthinkable apparently so I can’t use those words without stepping on some toes. The word “fat” can only be used by doctors or obese people. Not by people that really have to lose like 40 lbs (or lose like 12″ around the waist) in order to not get diabetes or a heart attack before they turn 40. People like me. Yeah, that would be rude! But all that crap is news for another day.

I have been happy and in many ways I still am, regardless of weight or anything else. I’m just sick and tired of some things that I want to change.

I really hope that it’s time for that change now. I really, fricking do!

A clarification on what I hope my future will look like.

After I wrote the blog post yesterday, I was completely blown away of the likes and retweets I got on Twitter. Also, I’m amazed at the number of readers and likes here on WordPress. Thanks, guys! One of the biggest things that happened was when I was writing the post yesterday and noticed that Jon, from FPT and the podcast #CreatorMindset actually replied to me on Twitter and even retweeted some of my stuff! That is heartwarming. Huge thank you to Jon, for that!

Anyways. I felt that I should continue this tiny success with another blog post, and clarify some more and also write a post with a happier feeling. Or some shit like that, at least…

As a creator, a blogger and a hopeful YouTuber I do have a vision of what I’d like to achieve. I bet we all have those visions. The difference is if we’ll be able to make them. For me, my vision won’t become true until I’ve got my Great Dane, or at least I know when I’ll be able to buy him. It is so clear in my head what I’d like to do when that day finally arrives. If I should mention it here, somebody might “steal” my idea, but I really don’t care about that. I just want to see it happen, is all. Actually, I’ve been waiting on a YouTube channel that will document the life of a Great Dane in every way that I plan to do it, but I’ve yet to seen it happen. The only channel that has come somewhat close was Honey the Great Dane who unfortunately has gone to the rainbow bridge… All the videos from Honey have been removed as well. A new channel has emerged, that might be a success as well, Finn the Great Dane along with Magic, his older “brother”. The really popular channel Max and Katie the Great Danes, upload videos frequently, but they’re only shorter videos, with low audio and basically the same clip over and over again. Unfortunately both Katie and Max has gone to the Rainbow bridge, but the channel seems to live on with a new sibling.

Actually, my future as a better YouTuber will most likely just contain videos recorded in HD, professionally edited and with the tiny details in mind. The video below gives you an example of what typical videos would look like, when there’s no talking involved.

I’d like to make great looking “vlogs”, training videos, talk about food, the importance of breeding dogs the right way, myths about Great Danes and other dog related myths. I’d like to make videos on how I teach my first Great Dane to be my service dog. If he’s able to come into work with me, I’ll show that. All while making it look as professional as possible. With professional, I mean that I’ll never record shaky video, vertical (horrible, awful vertical videos. Yuck!) and I’ll make sure the audio is great and that the footage will not be boring. When I do educational stuff, it should look professional as well, maybe with the help of a green screen?

My concept of vlogs is also not really the way people usually do it, like walking around holding their phone and showing stuff randomly. I might have sequences of that, but the whole vlog would most likely be me in front of a solid background talking about important stuff. Like a TLDR or something. Or like TomSka’s Content series. I hope that will be achievable someday.

Also, to be clear, I do not sit here and wish I could become a full-time YouTuber. No, way! Even if I would make it, I’d most likely do that as a spare-time thing. My real hopes and wishes regarding my future, is my future as a developer of some sorts. Whether it’s creating apps for a living, make software, making games or just work with CMS’s all day long – I don’t care! As long as I know I can work with something I’m passionate about, and also hopefully something I can be good at while making money and afford a Great Dane, I’m happy! That’s why I think that having the best of two worlds might be possible someday. While I’m waiting eagerly to get a Great Dane, I might be able to do videos like the channel sillysparrowness used to do on YouTube, before she lost access to her channel and stopped uploading. Those videos were great. Down below, there’s an example video of hers.

I’d like to do something similar, but in that case about me, learning to code as a somewhat disabled and “returning-to-school” person. For those of you who don’t know, I already have a bachelor’s degree in pedagogy. It took me 5 years to finish college, because of stupid teachers tearing my bachelor thesis apart. And it did not give me a job. Well, it’s not mainly due to the college program, it’s mainly due to my disability. I’ve applied for numerous job that I technically can have because of my degree, but since I haven’t worked that much and am sure that I can’t work full-time, nobody will even consider me. Also I’ve found out that I can never ever work full-time in any other business then IT business, so that’s why I’m going back to college and hope I can take my chances of working at least more than part time in the future.

To clarify something more, my last job, which also was my first real job – I got because of my personality and it was an adjusted work place, or whatever the term is. I worked at a non-profit organisation where most of the employees have some sort of disability. That place aims to make the world a better place for everybody, especially those with disabilities. It was great working there, but my job assignment was often way too simple for me and with my experience, my disabilities etc, I’ll probably never be able to get a more demanding (aka creative) job unless I switch careers. That’s why I’m going back to college, and I’ll know in a few weeks if I got in.

Until I’m there – I just hope for the best and during this time I’ll consider what kind of videos I should make, or if I should make any of them in the first place. The video about me being a border-line apple sheep is in the making and I’d really like to upload that one to YouTube. At least as a test, or a continuing experiment, but I might have to do some more editing until it’s ready for uploading.

Well, that’s it for now. Thanks for all the likes, retweets etc.