this is just a big sigh day

First off, Rest In Peace, Rosy.

Yes, my favorite fish died. Toxic Nitrite levels. I am a bad fish mommy. No, worse than that - I am a Fish Murderer. So that made for a depressing Sunday. Except I hung out with Hilde and a bunch of actors after a play I saw so that was fun. Sort of made up for having to flush dead Rosy down the toilet. I did it as ceremoniously as possible but I felt guilty as hell. At least, god forgive me, I wasn't as attached to Rosy as I was to any cat I've ever owned. I just don't think I can have a real relationship with a fish. They're unhuggable, no purring, no affection, etc. They eat and die.

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Friday, singing karioki - more fun. Phi, I STILL have your present, so if you don't want it, you better let me know so it won't go to waste. You have to come to SF to get it though. At this rate, you'll probably get it about halfway into your 27th year. Alas.

And thanks, my Fortune Tellers, for all the readings Saturday night. I feel so special, so apt to not make stupid decisions, or rather, to carry on just how I like letting my feelings guide me because everything, it seems, will work out somehow. Lovely. The one about having a past loving animals... very neato.

Then last night I partook in a knitting club. I made me the start of a purple scarf. This blog is already longer than the scarf. I think it should take about 7 weeks if I keep up with the group. This nice lady showed me how to knit and I remembered from when I taught myself and them needles started clicking. There's a girl there that crochets and that was really fast. I think I might learn that eventually, maybe. It's very fast = immediate gratification. What I like about the group is they're very friendly to beginners. And the women accross from me made me feel better about dead Rosy (what can I say, killing a fish was fresh on my mind). She said she was the ultimate fish-killing machine. It was kind of funny. Everyone was friendly. I guess I already said that. They all seem to know a lot about each other and are interested in you. There was another new girl there too. Oh yes, this is all women, but not intentionally. Although there was an artist boy nearby who showed his work to us. Apparently he draws there every Tuesday. So that was fun.

Then Kelly and I went out (why, oh why, on a Tuesday night??????) and she wouldn't dance much. I danced a little but if I'm with a wallflower, I turn into one. A Michael Jackson song came on and I danced. The rest was a little too slow. But that was fun, albeit late.

So this morning, and this is why it's a big sigh day.......I was sooooo tired. I was running late so I didn't take a real shower. So my hair is just sick. Really sick. And I need to shave..ok, I just feel really grungy and sleepy. And icky. Yick.

And I'm out of sunblock. Where the heck did I put mine? Dayni and I are going to saunter around a little today and I'm worried about the heat.

I also have to set up my friggin' tank AGAIN because I bought a better filter in light of the last one contributing to killing off my fish. And, the air bubble pump I got them is REALLY loud and annoying, not to mention there isn't even an extra plug for it. So it's like I have to do mental gymnastics to keep my fish alive. They are so much friggin' work! I hate them, I really do. Oh, and Pancake, that nut, is chasing Flame around. What's wrong with him? Why can't they all just get along?

Molting over here,