Everyone is pressuring me to update my blog, and I love reading other people's awesome so it seems like a good idea. But it just feels so retarded. I what am I supposed to write about, exactly? Everything? That is boring and narcissistic. (I am ashamed, and yet slightly pleased with myself, because when I couldn't exactly remember how to spell that, I thought about how Narcissa Malfoy's name was spelled and figured it out. God, that would be so embarassing if I wrote this and it was still wrong. I'd best check. Okay, I'm good.
Anyways, bah, I guess I should do an animal update.
I have two chinchillas now. The second one is named Matthew L. Linzmeier Shumacher. They are an Sean's house, and I miss them. I also miss Harvey.
However, I do have some fishies to keep me company. I had a male endler (wild guppy) named Clark and then I got a gorgeous female guppy named Karen, and unfortunately, Clark couldn't get enough of her and now they are both dead. That's what happens when you impose your unwanted interests for too long, kids.
I found Karen's white, bloated body days later under some rocks. It fell apart slightly when I took it out.
On the bright side! Karen did leave behind some lovely presents, because she had been pregnant (which is probably why she thwarted poor Clark's eager advances). 4 out of 6 of the fry have survived, which is impressive, and my other fish (Janet Barb and Stephen "Steve" Barb) have left them alone. The fry are named Gluey, Glooey, Glouis, and Albino Glouise. They are very nice.
I have a multitude of snails in there also, so Sean graciously got me a skunk loach to eat them all. His name is Norman S. Botia. He eats snails by flipping them and then sucking their tasty meats out of their shell. Mmm!
The way the "Save Now" button keeps growing as I type is seriously disturbing.
I can never block people on AIM. My curiosity always gets the best of me. And those people (read person) who I would block always has a new screen name, though I can always tell it is him, because of the shoddy grammar.
Angry Beavers was a sweet show. Not because of the content, but because of the intro. The actual show was okay. But the intro was catchy as hell. CatDog sucked. There can never be any arguing on this point.
Edit: That reminds me! I sawwww a beaver. A real one. In a real river. A BEAVER!