Flippet's dead.  Run over.

God I hate human beings and the things they come up with.

I'm moving...whee.  I hate moving because it reminds me of how much stuff I have.  >_>  And no matter how much of it I throw away there's always more.  But at least now I won't have to worry about people eating my food, using my computer or taking my stuff.  It'll just be me, the rat, the 'keets, and the fish.  Peace and quiet.  About damn time.

I've found out that it is indeed possible to breed ghost shrimp.  As soon as I figure out the details I'll be attempting that paticular feat.  Hopefully it's cheaper and more reliable than trying to buy them.

I moved Grim.  He freaked and bailed into the new tank out of the bag within the first five minutes.  From room temperature water to 78 degree water.  Luckily, he didn't suffer from severe temperature shock, and now he's hanging out behind some driftwood watching his new friends go by. 

Currently Playing Little Shop Of Horrors (1986 Film) By Howard Ashman, Alan Menken see related

I've changed a lot since I moved from Tyler.  More so in the past six months.  I've finally adopted the water/fish view of myself...I am how I am and no amount of pH 7.0 is going to change me.  I'm slowly learning to strip away the layers and layers of crap that have accumulated over the years.  Layers and layers of the sled-dog attitude I once had.  I grew up obedient, complacent, accepting the harness and the whip, pulling without complaint.  I'm less the angelic child I was turned into and more of the demon I was born as.  More prone to violence.  Instead of thinking "oh my god, that's horrible" when I hear of some "tragedy" that "claimed so many innocent lives" I think "good, there's fewer of the ugly bastards now."  Of course, I'm now forced to wear a mask in public, but public is a dirty word anyway, and I seriously doubt the zombies would be able to stand being around me.

I should dye my hair bright green, wear neon green contacts, paint my skin black, and run around town naked with a gun randomly shooting people. 

And by saying that I have exposed my new theory that I should start drawing myself as Tress instead of as a fox.  Tress just suits me so much better, sometimes.  But then again, sometimes Kaze suits me just as well, but usually when I'm alone.  Running around town by myself is so funny it's not even...nevermind.