i lost a fish last night. again, not lost in the sense that he's hiding and cannot be found - lost in the sense that he died. i'm bummed. otto was one of my favorites. he was a sweet little guy, had a sweet little face and always met me at the tank when i came into the room. :(
if there is an upside, it's getting to watch mischa try to determine what a waterbed is and why it moves when she walks.
have you slept on a waterbed lately? yeah, they're not as comfortable as they were 10 years ago. i'm not sure why; i think it's a sign i'm getting old.
things to do. superjanel OUT.
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